We rode the rest of the distance in silence. I hated it because it made me nervous, and gave me time to think of what was waiting once we arrived.

The wedding consummation.

I had never been touched by a man and now I would…I would… I shook my head. You're scaring yourself, I scolded myself. Maybe he would spare me tonight.

After a while, the car stopped, and then the driver informed us that we had reached Levi's home. I looked up to see a very beautiful mansion in front of me, the bushes around it were in all kinds of shapes. Different ranges of flowers were symmetrically scattered across the garden. It was truly a beautiful sight.

There was a big fountain in the middle of the garden surrounded by grass and brightly colored flowers.

Levi had gotten down from the car and opened my side of the door to lend me a hand since I was still wearing my wedding dress. Then we made our way towards the mansion when suddenly some men came towards us.

“Welcome brother. You should come have dinner with us.” One of them said, you could tell from his tone that he was clearly drunk.

“Allow us to welcome your new bride. We are brothers after all.” The other said, sending me a glance, a disgusting smirk on his face that made me shiver.

The other men with them looked like Mafia soldiers, and they had their hands on their guns. Levi's soldiers reached for their guns as well.

What was happening here? I thought they were brothers or did I hear wrong?

They looked like they were trying to intimidate him which clearly didn't work. Levi walked up to his brother, standing only a few inches away from him.

"Is that so?" Levi asked.

"Thank you brother, but I must decline," Levi said in a polite tone that didn't seem polite at all, then took a deep breath ignoring them and held my hand harshly, dragging me into his mansion.

His mansion was huge and had several designs on them, you could tell from his choice of furniture and decorations that he was into art.

“Wait! Aren't we supposed to see your parents?”

“My parents are dead.” He said without looking at me, his voice void of any emotion.

As we strode through the halls with Levi still holding my hand, two maids approached us saying they were supposed to take me to help me change out of my wedding dress.

At first, Levi didn't let go of my hand, but when the maids gave him a pleading look, he finally let go. The maids led me to a dressing room, after helping me out of my dress, they led me to the bathroom in the dressing room and let me bathe.

I sat in front of the dresser after I had gotten into a comfortable night gown, the maids helped me fix my hair and let it fall in waves. I applied a little perfume on myself and took one last look.

“Take this ma'am, it should help with the pain.”

One of the maids said, placing a cup of tea in front of me.

“What pain?” I asked, but then I realized what they were talking about.

How did they know I hadn't done it before? They must have seen the horror on my face because I could see the pity in theirs. Why did they pity me? Was he going to be rough? He seemed rough when he held my hand earlier.

“I don't need it,” I said, pushing the tea cup slightly away from my face.

Nodding a little, they gave me one last look before taking me to our bedroom. I sat on the king sized bed, fixing up myself a little and wrapping my robe around my body a little tighter.

As I waited for my husband, the worst scenarios appeared in my head and my heart pounded so hard in my chest that it was getting difficult to breathe.

My hands started to sweat and my head began to spin. I waited for what seemed like hours but was likely just minutes.

After the long wait, the door finally opened and Levi stepped inside. He just stood there for a while, studying me with those cold hazel eyes before approaching me slowly.

"Aren't you tired?" he asked, standing a few steps away.

"I am, Sir."

"Levi," he corrected.

"Levi," I repeated, in barely a whisper.

"Then we should go to sleep," he said and lay down on the bed next to where I sat.

"I am tired too."

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Levi looked at the woman laying in front of him. He didn't want to get married before he found his mate but he decided to grant his father's last wish to marry the daughter of his closest associate.

She looked so frightened. He wondered if she was scared for the obvious reasons, or if she was scared because she had heard the rumors about him.

Either way, he didn't blame her. Most people feared him, while his father always had a hint of disgust in his eyes anytime he looked at him.

Levi had always wondered if his mother was the reason he looked at him that way.

He was the first born son of his father, his mother was the Luna of their pack, but she had run away from them after giving birth to his brother, Adrian.

His father had gotten married to another woman and had her bear him two extra sons.

He called them extra because they didn't matter at all, they disgraced the Addams family and their pack as a whole.

Father had begun his training as soon as he started to walk, he remembered the first time he had killed someone to activate his wolf, a human. That day he was terrified.

Running back to his room he cried in a corner, wishing he could talk to someone about it. But who? His father didn't care and his mother wasn't there.

His brothers used to play with him to cheer him up at first, but then when they got older and their training became even more intense, they saw he was faster, stronger and a better fighter especially in wolf form.

But his half- brothers, they mocked him, telling him to stop cheating.

′Cheating is what the Devil does,′ they would say.

The only people who didn't fear him or hate him were Adrian and his men. They were tough soldiers that worked under him and obeyed his every command.

They didn't believe in rumors. They respected him. Still, he could only talk business with them.

Levi looked at the woman now laying beside him. The woman who was his family now.

She was laying so far out on the edge he was afraid she would fall from the bed. She didn't even move, she was so stiff, even though he told her to sleep.

She had surprised him earlier with her bold questions. He wondered if he should tell her about werewolves and that he was one.

He liked her so far; she amused him.

Levi remembered the look on her face when he told her didn't have mistresses, he couldn't help himself from brushing his thumb on her rosy cheek.

She was probably the jealous type. He liked jealous types, he thought, smiling to himself.

He also liked when she played the violin and when she whispered his name.

Now she was as timid as a rabbit. That, he didn't like.