Wedding night

Astrid's POV:

We couldn't keep our hands off each other during the car ride, so we were frenzied by the time we got to our hotel. Alpha Dominic continuously told me how much he loved me and hated every time he had done me wrong.

I wanted to forget about everything: my past, his history, and Isabella. I wanted this one night just for us. To relax. To be one soul.

Once we arrived at the luxurious penthouse suite and Alpha locked the doors, pulled me onto his lap and pressed me against his erection. His hands traced up and down my dress, searching for the zipper.

Even with us kissing so much we had no chance to breathe, I found myself thinking about how Isabella had been so scared of him. Her chains clanked against her skinny ankles.

Alpha broke our kiss. “Astrid, what are you thinking about?” he asked with concern in his deep voice.

“Nothing. I’m just happy we are married.”

Though suspicion remained in his handsome eyes, he gave me a nod and pushed me softly onto the bed, then unbutton