Chapter 5

Camilla wrapped her arms around Eric's neck. "What if Alison sees us…"

Eric stopped moving and cut her off coldly, "She can't hear, and she won't find out. You are not allowed to bring this up to her."

Camilla pouted. "I know, but I can't help feeling sad when I think about how she's about to become your wife while I'm nothing more than a secret lover."

"Don't worry. I won't leave you even after I get married. I'll give you whatever you want, and I'll make sure you have anything Alison has," Eric reassured.

The sounds coming from inside the room grew louder. I couldn't listen anymore as I turned and fled.

It wasn't until dawn that I heard Eric quietly open the bedroom door.

He pulled me into his arms gently and pressed a kiss to my forehead, whispering, "Alison, I love you so much. We'll be married in three days. We're going to spend the rest of our lives together."

He spoke as if nothing had happened, completely unaware of the tear that slipped from the corner of my eye.

The next day, Eric had to leave for some business, leaving me alone at home. While I was in the back garden, Camilla came looking for me.

"Alison, you saw everything last night, didn't you? I'm surprised you could hold it in for so long. I'm pregnant, you know? It's the Alpha's first child, and he's overjoyed. He even said he'd give me most of his wealth. I'm just so happy. You'll be happy for me too, won't you?"

"I hope your dreams come true," I said, ignoring her provocation.

Finally, the day of the wedding arrived. Eric was overwhelmed with excitement, especially after I had told him yesterday that I had a surprise for him. He couldn't hide his joy.

I put on the mask the sorcerer had prepared and hid among the guests, waiting for the perfect moment to slip away amidst the chaos that would follow the "bride's" death.

As the priest finished the prayer, the grand doors of the wedding hall slowly creaked open.

Every guest turned to look.

Eric's face lit up with happiness. Holding the bouquet in his hands, he stepped forward to welcome his bride.

Just as he reached out his hand, he froze.

The person entering wasn't the bride he had longed for but a group of attendants dressed in black mourning attire. They were carrying a crystal coffin.

A raging fire ignited in Eric's eyes. He immediately ordered his guards to throw them out, but one of the attendants stepped forward with a look of sympathy.

"Alpha, Ms. Alison took her own life yesterday. My condolences."

Refusing to believe it, Eric let out a cold laugh. "I am the Alpha of the Kalmoor Pack. How dare you spread lies about my woman's death? Do you want to die?"

The attendant gestured toward the coffin, saying, "If you don't believe it, you can see for yourself who is inside."

Eric scoffed in anger. "Fine, let's see what kind of trick you're playing!"

The moment his eyes landed on the person inside the coffin, all the strength drained from his body.

"Alison?"

His legs gave out, and he nearly collapsed.