Ambrose POV
My father used to tell me I was different than all the other wolves in the pack.
When I was a kid, I thought it was just something he would say to make me feel special, but as I grew up, I realized he meant it. My father never said things he didn't mean.
I was, indeed, different.
When I reached puberty, I felt powers growing inside me. It was not the kind of powers typical werewolves had. It was stronger, something darker.
I realized I could run faster than my brothers. And I was more agile in the battlefield. So when I fought with others, I was almost invincible.
When I turned fifteen, I began to read minds.
At first, I didn't think much of it. We werewolves can link our minds and communicate telepathically, so reading their minds was nothing out of the ordinary. Until one day, I started to communicate with other animals too. And eventually, I figured out how to control their actions using my mind.
My father told me to keep it a secret from my pack members and not to use my powers often. I was not a normal wolf, he said. He told me I needed to blend in and keep my special powers under control until I became the next Alpha.
I kept my promise for the most part, but it was fun to control people into doing anything for me once in a while. I could control just about anything or anyone.
Except for this irritating human in front of me.
No matter how much I tried, I couldn't get inside her mind and get her to say what I wanted. It was as if she had some kind of invisible shield in her brain.
Maybe I was just having a bad day.
When my father decided my future wife would be a human, I didn't know what to expect. I've never liked humans. They were simply useless to me.
Sure, they have advanced in technology and were able to use it to their advantage sometimes, but biologically, they were inferior to us. Without weapons, they were nothing, and our wolves could easily tear them to pieces. So why would I want anything to do with them!
And when I found out I was about to marry that same annoying girl from the locker room, it pissed me off even more, but I tried my best to hide my true feelings.
But even though annoying, she was kind of cute. Her head full of blonde hair framed her face perfectly. She had dark brown eyes along with a cute button nose and plump lips. She was tiny, no more than five foot one. I could crush her in my arms anytime I wanted.
She didn't have an ounce of fear in her eyes when she spoke to me. And that smart mouth of hers...
I'd have to teach her a lesson later.
For now, I needed to focus. I will do everything my father asks, but I'll make sure I become the ultimate ruler when my time comes.
"So, what's your plan after the graduation, Ambrose?" Analyn's father asked at the dinner table.
It took me a few seconds to realize that he was asking about what day job I'd be getting. Technically, the werewolves didn't have to work as we had generations of wealth inherited from our forefathers.
However, since they are trying to blend in with human society, some of them decided to use their wealth of knowledge to get good jobs. My father is a well-known surgeon and he expects me to have a career too. However, I had other plans. I would be too busy taking over the world to worry about some measly job.
"I am going to be an elementary school principal," I said with a straight face. This will do for now.
"Pfffttt!"
We all turned to Ana as she almost choked on her coca-cola while trying to suppress her laughter. Is the mere thought of me being a school principal that ridiculous to her?
"What's so funny?" I growled.
"N...nothing. You just don't seem like the kind of person who likes to be around children," Ana said.
She wasn't too far off.
"Alright, fine. What I really want to do is become a vet because I love animals," I said. I wasn't entirely lying. I can speak to animals, so it would be a better-suited job if I ever needed to work.
"That's an excellent goal," Analyn's father beamed.
I looked at her. She wasn't saying much during the dinner. Maybe she was still angry about me for not freeing her from this marriage.
***
After dinner, we said our goodbyes, but I didn't leave with my father. Instead, I made up an excuse and pretended to go to a friend's house, but in reality, I was waiting to sneak up on Analyn because I wasn't done talking to her yet.
I lay low until everyone went to bed then climbed up to her window.
No, I wasn't going to spy on her like a creeper, but I didn't want to wait until our next meeting to tell her off. And I wanted to talk when our dads weren't breathing down our necks.
I saw her moving around in the room, but she didn't notice me in the window. I lightly knocked on the glass, but she still didn't look. She must have earphones on or something.
She was sitting in front of a mirror and was slowly undoing her braid. Her hair was long and blonde, which reminded me of sunshine. The moonlight from outside was shining on her, making her pale skin glow.
Okay, I'll admit. She was a lot more beautiful than I initially thought. If only she wasn't so annoying...
"WHAT THE FUUCK!"
I nearly fell backward as I heard her scream. I was too busy daydreaming about her beauty to notice that she saw me. I winced and motioned for her to open the window.
She swung the window open without hesitation. "Ambrose, what the hell? I thought you were a werewolf. What are you doing creeping around my window like a vampire?" she looked amused.
"Vampires don't creep around people's windows. They are a lot more sophisticated than people think," I said irritably.
"Vampires are real!" she gasped.
I rolled my eyes. She lives among supernatural beings like werewolves, but vampires' existence shocks her? "Yes, they are real. Can I come in or not?"
She opened the window and stepped back. "Why are you here?" she furrowed her brows.
"I wasn't done talking to you earlier," I said.
"Then why did you run off like a jilted bride without finishing talking?" Ana asked. She crossed her arms and stared into my eyes.
"I didn't run off...anyway, we need a plan to figure out how we will make this marriage work," I said and plopped down on her bed. She had some kind of furry blanket that made my skin itch. Stupid girly bullshit.
Analyn sighed. "It won't work. But dad won't listen to any reasonings."
"Mine won't either," I said distractedly.
Her eyes suddenly lit up as if she had thought of something genius. Although I doubt there was much going on up in there in the first place.
"We could...we could pretend," she said.
The idea wasn't revolutionary. I mean, if I marry her, I'd have to pretend as I like her anyway. "I need you to act like the perfect wife and not talk back to me."
She rolled her eyes, and I had a feeling she would do the opposite of what I told her to do.
"Fine, I'll be the perfect wife. I'd be so great that your father will give me the 'wife of the year' award," she chirped.
"There's no such thing," I said dismissively.
"I was being sarcastic, dingbat."
"What did you call me?" I roared. It's only been a few seconds with her in the same room as me, and I was already getting pissed off. How am I supposed to tolerate her 24/7?
"Nothing! I was just practicing calling you cute nicknames," she said quickly.
I tried to see what was inside her mind again.
Still nothing.
I picked up a lock of her hair and twirled it on my finger. "You better make sure your acting is good enough to convince everyone, especially my father, or else you'd be so much in trouble," I threatened her.
"I'm not scared of you," she said determinedly.
I'll see if you sing the same tune after I'm through with you, little one, I thought to myself.
Analyn POVI stood my ground and told him I wasn't scared of him. But I lied. I was scared of him a little.Ambrose wasn't a regular guy. There was something primal about him. He was unpredictable. I knew I had to be careful around him.He had evil intentions deep inside him. I could feel it in my bones. I had a feeling that humanity would be in trouble once he became the Alpha. I couldn't imagine what he might do.Maybe I can stop him when the time comes. Maybe I can tame the beast.What am I even thinking? I can't even tame my cat, Mr. Richie Richardson.I was still upset at my father for forcing me to do this, but I had to say yes. I was his only daughter, and I didn't want to disappoint him by being whiny and weak. So what if I had to spend the rest of my life with someone like Ambrose? Maybe I will get lucky, and he will change his mind last minute.I decided to make the best of it by blowing his money on the mos
Analyn POVI flung myself into a corner as a chair flew at me. Luckily, I was able to dodge it.I saw a bulky man standing in the middle of the club, fuming."Let's not fight, Alpha Dominique. We both know this is the neutral zone since humans own this club. We can all be here, so why don't we try and have fun?" Theodore was saying. He hadn't transformed into his wolf yet. I wondered why. I bet this Dominique person would be a lot more intimidated then.Dominique growled. "I was having fun until your pack member dared to hit on my mate. Why don't you hand him over to us, Beta, so we can punish him our way?"Oh snap, hitting on an Alpha's mate? Who was the idiot who did that?"I didn't do it on purpose. I had no idea she was your mate!" the idiot spoke.Okay, I don't need to stick around and watch someone get torn apart, I though and got up slowly.I couldn't take my eyes off Dominique as he transformed into his
Ambrose POV"What did I say about not messing around with the Bloodmoon pack?" I said to Jaq after slapping him upside his head. Flirting with an Alpha's mate, what the hell was thinking!"I'm so sorry, bro. I swear I had no idea!" Jaq whined."How the hell did you not know. If Ambrose didn't show up, who knows what might've happened," Theo said irritably.I knew he was extra annoyed as he was looking forward to having a fun night, but the fight ruined everything."Whatever, I'm glad no one got seriously hurt. Well, except Alpha Dominique." Theo smirked.I suddenly remembered Analyn, and rage boiled inside me.One of the bastards from the Bloodmoon pack touched her and made her cry. I took care of him by swatting him off like a fly, but it wasn't enough in my opinion. I should've beat the shit out of him more.When I saw her crying, my heart plunged to my throat. And when I saw that asshole scaring her, I wante
Ambrose POV My relaxing mood was already ruined, so I decided to sneak up on Analyn. It still bothered me that I couldn't get inside her head and control her. I needed to see if it was just a temporary block. I arrived at her house within a few minutes and rang the doorbell. An older man opened the door. He looked me up and down and blinked a few times. "Can I help you, sir?" he asked. "Is Analyn home?" I asked. "Yes she is, but she is not feeling too well. Would you like to come back another time?" he asked. Not feeling well? I wondered if it had anything to do with the night at the club. I felt a twinge of guilt for not staying with her longer and making sure she was okay. She seemed to have recovered at the time. "I would like to see her now, please. I am her fiancé, so I can check on her," I said. "Don't tell her I'm here, though. I wanted it to be a surprise." The man nodded. "I remember yo
Analyn POV"Wait! Don't go!" I stopped him before he made it out of the house.Ambrose turned around and narrowed his eyes. "What?" he asked."Why did you come here in the first place?" I asked. My eyes turned wide. "No way! Did you sense my period cramps from all the way home? Damn, that's cray cray!"Ambrose scoffed. "No, dummy. I didn't come here to cure your cramps."I yelped as he flicked my forehead.Jerk.I frowned as I rubbed my forehead. "Then why?""I came here to ask you out on a date," he said. Only because my father is making me do it," he quickly added."Oh." I didn't know what else to say about it."So, do you want to go out to dinner with me tomorrow?" he asked."No," I said without hesitation.Ambrose stared at me wide-eyed as if he couldn't believe I said no."I mean, I want to go out with you, but dinner sounds boring. Can we go to an amusement park instead?
Ambrose POV I checked my phone for the fifth time. Analyn was over an hour late. I did manage to get her phone number before I left, so I tried to call her a few times, but she never answered. I hope she wasn't a flake because I hate that with a passion. After waiting for a few more minutes, I gave up and left. I felt anger slowly rising inside me. How dare that puny human stand me up! I didn't hear from her all day. I thought about going to her house and seeing if she was okay, but I was still too angry. No one stands me up. No one! "Weren't you supposed to take your future wife out on a date today?" My governess Sylvia asked me. She was like a mother to me and constantly worried about my wellbeing. "How did you know?" I said. Sylvia smirked. "I know everything about you, Ambrose and Alpha Marquise mentioned it. I heard she is a sweet little thing." "She is an infuriating human being. And a flake," I s
Analyn POVWhen I looked into those cold blue eyes, I was afraid. He looked like the kind of person who didn't have a kind bone in the body. He probably ate his preys alive. "I'm sorry for crashing my car into your jeep. My father will pay for all that," I quickly said.He grabbed my arm. "I am not interested in money. At least, not anymore," he said."Then what do you want?" I asked."My name is Baron. You are Analyn, aren't you?" he said."How do you know that?" I asked."And you are to be married to Ambrose Vikander in two days' time," he ignored my question and said.Does everyone in this town know about my wedding now? I am such a celebrity."Yes, so what?" I asked."So, I had been waiting for the perfect opportunity to take revenge on him," Baron hissed.That's right. Ambrose picked this man up and threw him against the wall for trying to kidnap me. He was probably still angry. His ego must
Analyn POV The wedding day. For most girls, it's the happiest day of their life, but for me, it was the scariest. Tessa and Shirley were helping me get ready. Yes, we made up after they ditched me at the club. They came over the next day and bawled their eyes out. Tessa said she really tried to reach me, but it was too dangerous. Whatever, I forgave them. It's not like they could've protected me against werewolves anyway. I blushed as I remembered Ambrose coming to my rescue and then holding me close. He made me feel safe even though I've always thought of him as a beast. But then I got angry again when I remembered how he ignored me and didn't come to my rescue. But someone did rescue me and then disappeared. I wondered if I would ever know who it was. "Wow, you are so pretty, Analyn. Your mom would've been so proud of you," Shirley said, breaking me out of my daydreaming. I held back tears as I though