All Chapters of Wedding And Wolves: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

A man got out of the car and rushed to our side all the while reporting, "Supreme Alpha had retreated to his den. The eclipse effect is fading and Alpha Segal is here with his- woah! What the fuck is that?" The man looked at me and stumbled back. I must look like Pervert Zombie out to hunt men with this bloody Gown, matching bloody makeover, and hair falling everywhere. Jordan didn't bother explaining, just snatched the keys and dumped me in the car. "Tell Galen I'll be back in 5!" The man nodded his head, his bulging eyes still trained on me. "Ye… No! Jordan, get back here! Your brother will…" the man's voice faded in the background as I slipped back into my misery. I was hardly reeling back from my Autopilot. The hair on my neck still stood alert against any threat. I had buried my face in my hands. I cried, my heart trembled as aftershocks racked my body. I tried to calm my nerves with deep breaths. Sometime later I felt something fall in my lap only to see wet wipes. I dare

Golden gleaming eyes held my being captive, they sucked me in like a vortex. My agony, my screams drowned in the magnetic force that restrained me. He drew closer patiently, and my heart drummed in my chest with fear and anticipation.But the toxicant trance broke with some ominous eruption when he was a breath away from me. Another bang shook my world off its axis, I stumbled back into an abyss only to open my eyes with a start, sweltering in my own sweat in the mid of November. The ragged breath had me shutting my eyes, hiding behind my hands.I flinched with another loud bang, I realized my door was the victim of these blows."...Reyna! Rey, please! Open the door, f*cking talk to me! …" like always the chaos in my head drowned him out.The excruciating torture of knowing he was a door away yet miles apart from where I was trapped went on for another minute before I heard the retreating steps. I let go of the breath, I didn't know I was holding.I hate what I have become of me.Swip

"...Don't mind me if I point out that men who don't care about how his women dress don't give a fuck about her at all! Aren't I right, Reyna?" Suha spat with indignation. I took a sip of my drink and tilted my head. Juliana scoffed, "Oh, please! Why would a man even have a right to comment on how his women dress? It's such controlling behavior. Reyna herself is all about competing in the male-dominated corporate world." Suha narrowed her eyes at her with a scowl and slowly turned her head to me as if to say 'look how her brain works'. "Listen to this Dumb-struck, Reyna! If you wear, like a very revealing sexy outfit that is outright vulgar and if your man is waving you around he's just saying 'I'm fucking this hot chick and she's freaky as f*ck!' basically he's boosting his sex life!" I roll my eyes and fish out my phone. This is going to take a while. Juliana looked irritated at having less to refute, but shrugged anyway, "You're a pig, don't drag Reyna in it! Isn't that supposed

He left as he came, with the whoosh of wind. I could do nothing but stand there flabbergasted. I scoffed clutching my head to rid of the hairs falling on my face. "What the hell?" I could hardly believe my ears with the shit I have to face, from every freak that comes my way."No, Lord, no!" I run my hand on my face. No way was I going to marry that eccentric man. He looked like a scheming gigolo at first sight."Reyna! We saw your boyfriend…" I see Juliana and Suha running at me like they were getting any browny points with after all the shit they pulled on me. But their face distorted fast as they fell down focusing on my left thigh, stopping them in their tracks.My eyes followed to see a patch of blood straining my bright-colored dress. Sarkhan's blood. Fuck! These ladies had peas for brains but even they weren't past accusing me of homicide. But before I could open my mouth to blurt a poor excuse I heard Juliana exclaim,"Eww… Rey! Did you just have your period?" I froze as he

"A witch." "Somehow I don't doubt that." She pursed her lips, trying to cling to the last of her sanity. I really do wish to be more sympathetic to her pathetic sob story but I was rather too pissed.She was a witch! A Witch!Outwardly I kept my composure reposed, and nodded along, "So you do those voodoo ritual things?" I needed more information. If I freak out she will be alert and reel back.Snorting, she turned away as if she heard a joke, "I was the weak link of the family, I couldn't cast a spell much less perform rituals." She waved her hand in her hair, she looked spiteful for the degraded period in life then she smirked smugly. "And now they are all about how I got here!"The microwave dinged but my knife stilled ominously, "You fed my father a love portion."I need to confirm some things before I open up to her about my own dilemma. For all I have seen and experienced I don't even trust a hair iron to not turn against me.I stated it as I knew for sure. She stared at me ga