ROSE’S POV

I sat beside the so called mad Beta as the car drives on in silence. I hated this silence so much that I wished I could lay my hands on a headphone and block my ear with music.

Lord Akbar looked unbothered, but my mind was raging with a lot of questions. Ruby— Why did she suddenly come back to claim Akbar when she was already pregnant with Brian’s baby?

And this man…. My heart suddenly leapt as I imagined what would happen once we land. The wedding consummation.

Aside from Brian, I never had any romantic or intimate relationship with any man and the thought of sharing my first time with this man is very frustrating.

“Um, Beta?” I ventured.

“Yes?”

“Did you have a mate?”

He dashed me a bombastic side eye, “Why are you asking?”

I gulped and scratched the back of my hand. Damn! Why did I ask? I just wanted to start a conversation right? Did he have to look at me like that?

Urgh! So arrogant.

“Em I just thought of asking, perhaps to expect anyone” I don’t know why my voice suddenly turned soft, like I was a fan girl flirting. He must be thinking I’m shooting my shot at him right?

Fraid not!

His response caught me off guard when I heard him gently mumble, “No one. Nobody will be waiting except my men”

“No family either?”

“None”

I’m sure it’s gonna be so boring there since it’s going to be just me and a pack of intimidating werewolves.

Silence fell upon the car again and we drove away.

Sooner, the car arrived before a white castle. The gates opened revealing the cast compound within.

The castle was enormous and luxurious surrounded by green bushes and colorful flowers. Golden walls stretched far beyond my eyes could reach and several tall Mansion hosted the wide space and it gives off the aura of royal fantasy.

No wonder west pack is the most respected pack around.

My breathe caught as the car drive towards the first mansion.

There was a big fountain in the middle of the compound, surrounded by statues Angelic, Ethereal and magical.

But what piqued my interest were the four wolf statues circling the central figure of the Hera goddess statue from where seems to be the origin of the fountain. The wolves were four in number and it seems to symbolize something I can’t explain.

It was truly a beautiful sight.

My heart can’t stop beating fearfully as the car came to a stop, it’s as if my heart came to a stop.

I fondled with the opener but it had been opened from the outside by some men with blank expression.

I gently stepped out and I found myself facing the big inscription on the building that reads “WEST PACK MANOR”

It felt intimidating and powerful that I don’t understand.

He strides towards me and offered his hand, “Let’s go”

I gently took his hand and he guided me gently towards the entrance and the giant door opened facing a majestic throne.

“Welcome to west pack. This is the throne” he says as he pointed to the golden throne.

“Very… Very nice” I slurped because I don’t know how to respond. The throne practically scream power and authority. It was beautiful as it was terrifying.

He led me out past the throne room through another door that opened into a hallway lined with elegant windows, leading to an inner courtyard and multi connected mansions.

He opened the door and we entered.

“This is my own apartment, it’s also yours as from today” he muttered guiding me upstairs.

I kept silent. I only observed as we continued to the rooms and after checking them, we went back to the living room only to meet three werewolves that looks kinda familiar standing there staring at us before shifting back.

I staggered back in disbelief but Akbar held my hand and we waited and facing us was three drop dead most handsome Alphas I’d never seen.

“We came to see your bride. Alpha Ebenezer really helped your life by loosing the bet and giving you his daughter in return” One of them spoke as they neared.

“Is that so?” Akbar asked.

“Of course, who knows if your bride might be just like you? We need to assess her afterall” The other behind him smirked.

Akbar didn’t reply, he was still holding my hand protectively while the others stride to me and encircled me as if a pack of lions was assessing their prey.

“She doesn’t look bad” the last one said.

Still no response. “You’re surely the first son. I mean how else can such a beautiful bride follow you willingly despite your infamous popularity….”

“Little Brothers I’m sure you have other pressing matters?” Akbar’s voice sounded rather offensive and I looked at him with questioning gaze.

Little brother?

“Yes Big Bro, but what more important matters could be more than our new sister-in-law?” the one in the middle gimmick, “if you don’t mind sister-in-law could you join us for dinner? Dad and mum will be there too”

“Um I —”

“Thanks, but No. She won’t join you” Akbar quipped before I could say anything, “It’s our wedding today, we don’t need a third wheel on our wedding night”

My wolf growled with confusion, What is he talking about?

I looked at him and his expression was straight and frank as he continues, “I will advice you to train more on your powers rather than lollygagging around me and my bride”

“Why so cold bro? We’re just —”

“Suraj stop!” Akbar stopped the second brother that was trying to reach out to me, “Leave my house” his voice came with some growls I can’t understand.

My brain was filled with several questions I wanted to ask, Why is he cold to his brothers? Why did he decline the dinner?

“Let’s leave guys, we can’t let brother embarrass himself in front of his new bride” The second one, Suraj said and they left the house without anymore word.

Now it’s my turn to ask Akbar questions but he faced me and rolled out, “Don’t ask me any questions, go upstairs and make yourself comfortable. You can sleep when you feel like too”

“Is there no need to meet your parents?” I don’t know why I asked when he had clearly warned me not to ask any questions.

He shot me another haunting glance, “No need of that. Stay here and don’t answer the door if anyone comes in”

That being said, he leaves the living room for another room and I stood frozen trying to process the whole turn of things.

I nevertheless went upstairs to the room he showed me earlier and the closet was already filled with women necessities that should have belonged to Ruby.

I changed from the bodice I had on to one of the nightgowns and went downstairs again to watch TV and see what news it will be, perhaps there’s going to be news of my sudden marriage but what I heard shocked me.

Coming from the room Akbar entered earlier was moans of pleasure and lust. “Fuck you bitch!” His voice sounded and the lust becomes more distinct.

Was he sleeping with another woman?