Semua Bab THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE : Bab 1 - Bab 5

“You’re mine now, Cassia.” His voice is like ice sliding across bare skin, cold and unforgiving.I’m standing there, my hands trembling, my heart hammering in my chest. The weight of the wedding gown feels like a thousand stones pressing against me, every part of me begging for escape. But there is no way out.I turn to face him, and my stomach churns. Lucien. Alpha Lucien. The man I’m supposed to call my husband. But there’s nothing in his eyes that says husband—only conqueror. He’s tall and imposing, and his eyes? Black as midnight, with a glint of something I can't place. Power? Cruelty? Something darker than that, maybe. His hand reaches out, a long finger tracing the curve of my jaw, and my skin burns at his touch.“You look so beautiful,” he says, his voice a mockery of kindness. But there’s no warmth in it. Only cold amusement.I swallow hard, biting my lip to stop the tremor in my voice. “I didn’t choose this.”He smiles that predatory smile that makes my breath catch. “It doe

“Focus,” the rogue’s voice was calm but firm, cutting through the storm of thoughts in my mind. "You have to learn to control it."Control. Control over the power that surged through me like fire in my veins. Every breath felt like an inferno, and every thought was consumed by the overwhelming force that was awakening. My mother’s power—no, my power—was too much for me to grasp, too much for my fragile mind to handle. I closed my eyes and concentrated. The rogue’s instructions echoed in my ears: channel your anger, but don’t let it control you.But it was impossible. The anger, the grief, the fear—it all came crashing down on me. The images of my mother, murdered in cold blood by my stepmother, the countless nights spent in silence, the hours of punishment from Lucien—they were all part of the storm inside me.A crackling sound filled the air. My hands began to tremble as dark tendrils of magic spiraled from my fingertips, swirling around my body in a chaotic dance."Focus, Cassia!"

“What do you mean, you’re working with the enemy?” I demanded, my voice trembling with a mix of fury and disbelief. The rogue didn’t even flinch. He just stood there, his dark eyes heavy with something I couldn’t quite place. Guilt? Regret? Or was it something far more sinister?“I didn’t want it to come to this,” he said, his voice soft, almost apologetic. “But I don’t have a choice. No one does.”I took a step back, a cold shiver running through me. The air felt thick, the tension unbearable. My stomach twisted, but I couldn’t stop myself. I needed to hear this, needed to understand.“Tell me what you’re talking about.” My voice came out sharp, demanding. “And don’t lie to me. I’m not some helpless pawn anymore.”He ran a hand through his hair, exhaling like he was preparing for something painful. “Cassia... what you don’t understand is that your family has been cursed. A curse that ties your life to your father’s. Your mother knew this—she tried to protect you from it. But she coul