All Chapters of Replaced To A Cruel Beast: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Scarlet had fled from her wedding, a wedding that was without a doubt, the most anticipated werewolf binding ceremony of the century. Suddenly everything that had been planned for months was reduced to a pitiful state, some sort of a sick joke. "She ran away.” "Sandra, you have to step in for her!!” "Alpha Aztec has never seen you, so that won’t be an issue.” "Time is not on our side, hurry!” A middle-aged werewolf woman shouted at Sandra in particular. Sandra was surrounded by wedding planners and the bridal team who had been on standby for over five hours now. She was tired of hearing everyone remind her of the unfortunate occurrence. "Make her look presentable. I do not want any flaw on her face. This wedding must happen. You must replace Scarlet and marry Alpha Aztec,” the woman insisted, flapping her fingers around like a drowning fish. And just like that, everyone rushed towards the most unfortunate woman of the day, the girl forced to take the place of another, that too,

On the morning that followed, the newlyweds, who had definitely slept in different rooms, made their way towards the breakfast table. Margery, the maid, a seventy-year-old woman, had already prepared a meal for them. Sandra wasn't sure what she had expected when she came down to the breakfast table, but the Adonis seated right there was certainly not it. Alpha Aztec looked so good that Sandra almost gasped out loud from the amazement. Today, Alpha Aztec was in black casual wear. He had tight leather pants and a black tank top with his retro-vintage glasses loosely hanging on his tank top. On his neck was a dragon chain, goodness it made him look like some man out of a magazine. His hair was carefully held up in a bun, with the loose strands intentionally hanging so close to his face. On his ears were a pair of diamond earrings, not to mention the black leather jacket he had hung on his seat. His feet were fitted on Prada boots, the latest batch, and damn, Sandra was thinking of s

"Yes Luna,” Broderick said before writing to get everything ready. In a few minutes, he was back with the car and an open door, for Sandra to walk in. The Luna of the Marshall pack was worried about so many things and one of them was her life around Aztec’s servants. But then she also knew if she had taken a cab instead of Broderick with her, they would have thought they were winning. She wasn't going to let that happen, not anytime soon anyway. 'Why was I so quick to agree to the damn ball, goodness!’ Sandra scolded herself while Broderick drove her to the company. Maybe she had been a little too angry about what had happened, but then she had been rash in her decision. It was already bad enough that their company had so many things to do at the moment, and now that she had agreed, the documents were probably seated on her desk at the company. 'Well, it wasn't a request it was a command,’ her subconscious reminded her, like she needed another person to be taunting her again.

"I'm not your driver, love. I am your husband, and you’re my mate. Sit in the passenger seat,” Aztec said, his voice coming out without any scorn. It was almost like he was being true to Sandra but was that really it? Sandra just heeded what the Alpha said, without even saying another word. With them settled, Aztec drove to the event. While on their way there Sandra was hoping to smell Beatrice on Aztec, but there was nothing. Instead, he reeked of lilies, which was still amusing to her and she couldn't help but enjoy it. It was almost like the Alpha had marked himself as hers, even if it was just for the night. Everyone would notice, but what if that was the plan itself?At the party, everything was going as planned. Sandra welcomed the pack members and Aztec had taken over for a while. Together they looked like the power couple that would always wow the whole of the Marshall pack. Everyone seemed to love them and if Sandra didn't know any better, she would have fallen for that. B

"Help me, Aztec. Mark me, please!” Beatrice said to Aztec, the moment Sandra walked out of the guest room. She wasn't even bothered by how angry the Marshall Luna was, or even how sad she was that she had been pathetically disregarded. What mattered to Beatrice was that her boyfriend was here and clearly, he hadn't marked the Luna. "What? No, love, you’re not thinking straight now. If I mark you, we may both regret it, and as you well know, we both can’t afford to have scandals right now, alright?” Aztec said to Beatrice as he used one of the towels in the room to wipe off her sweat. The girl was in too much pain and he pitied her this time. "Why won’t you choose me? I'm your girlfriend, aren't I? Just because you married her doesn't mean you love her! I love you and you love me too, Aztec, so what’s stopping you?” Beatrice asked angrily, slamming her hands onto Aztec’s chest. The Alpha’s heart broke for the girl he loved but would never be able to mark. They both knew that. A