The Wolf Clan Leader's Desperate Wife

Moonlight sprinkled on the steeple of the church, the silvery light intertwined with the fragrance of roses inside the church, adding a mysterious and solemnity to the upcoming Wolf Clan wedding. Wen Rou was dressed in a white wolf clan traditional wedding dress, and her face looked even more sacred and pure under the moonlight. Her smile carries a hint of wildness and softness unique to wolf women, her body vaguely visible under the wedding dress is exquisite, and her skin color seems to emit silver light under the moonlight. A pair of large hands covered with wolf totems tightly gripped Wen Rou's catkin, and Wen Rou raised her eyes, a trace of the wolf race's unique golden light flashing in her eyes, looking towards the owner of these hands - Ling Zihao, her future partner, a warm strength welling up in her heart. Ling Zihao, a tall and handsome wolf warrior, his heart was deeply impressed by Wen Rou's beauty. His eyes were filled with the tenderness and firmness of a wolf clan male, and he gently leaned down and tenderly kissed Wen Rou's forehead, and then, in the presence of the clan members, the two of them slowly walked towards the elders of the clan. Wen Rou's mother, Lan Xinying, with tears in her eyes, watched her daughter about to step into a new life, her heart filled with complex emotions. She knew that her daughter would become an honored member of the wolf clan, which was her greatest pride as a mother. The Elder looked at the couple, his voice low and strong: “Ling Zihao, as a warrior of the Wolf Clan, are you willing to accept Wen Rou as your mate, bond with her according to the Wolf Clan's traditions, and no matter if the moon is full or full, no matter if it's a hunt or not, always protect her and honor her until the end of your life?” Ling Zihao looked at Wen Rou with deep affection, the perseverance and loyalty of a wolf warrior shining in his eyes as he replied firmly, “I am willing!” Wen Rou felt the uneasiness in her heart gradually calming down, she knew that she had found a strong reliance. The Elder nodded his head and turned to Wen Rou, “Wen Rou, as a daughter of the Wolf Clan, are you willing to accept Ling Zihao as your mate, bond with him according to the Wolf Clan's traditions, and always remain loyal and supportive of him, regardless of whether it is in battle or in peace, regardless of whether it is hungry or full, until the end of your life?” Wen Rou took a deep breath, and just as she was about to answer, a cold voice cut through the night sky, interrupting her vow. “She is unwilling!” Wen Rou's body shuddered violently, this voice was more than familiar to her, it was like the fiercest beast among the wolves, making her heart beat faster. She nervously turned her head back and saw that cold, arrogant face - Gu Feng. Ling Zihao also turned back, and a hint of caution flashed in his eyes as he took in the uninvited guest who had interrupted the wedding. Gu Feng, the one with power amongst the wolf clan, wore a top coat made of black wolf skin, showing off his strong physique and strength. His eyes were cold as if they could penetrate the human heart, and his aura carried an unquestionable majesty that contrasted sharply with Ling Zihao's affability. Ling Zihao walked up to Gu Feng and shielded Wen Rou with his body, his voice firm, “Gu Feng, today is my wedding to Xiao Rou, as a member of the Wolf Clan, you should respect our traditions.” Wen Rou's parents also stood up nervously, eyeing Gu Feng warily. Gu Feng let out a cold snort, his gaze crossing over Ling Zihao like a sharp blade and pointing straight at Wen Rou, his voice carrying an unquestionable command, “Xiao Rou, come here!” “No-” There was a tremor in Wen Rou's voice as she involuntarily took a few steps back, “Gu Feng, I don't have anything to do with you, just go away!” “Is that so?” There was a hint of threat in Gu Feng's voice as he took a big step forward and cupped Wen Rou's jaw with one hand, forcing her to look up at him, “We don't have a relationship? Do you want me to tell you right now, in front of your parents and future husband, how you swore under my moonlight to be faithful to me forever?” Ling Zihao angrily rushed forward, trying to free Wen Rou from Gu Feng's control. “Do you want your pack to face disaster?” Gu Feng's voice was icy cold, and his gaze revealed the determination and strength of a wolf leader. Ling Zihao's body stiffened, and he knew that he couldn't fight Gu Feng. Gu Feng was not only a strong man in the wolf clan, he was also a business magnate, his forces were spread all over the place, if he wanted to, he could put Ling Zihao's pack in a difficult situation. Wen Rou looked at Ling Zihao, her eyes filled with despair. She knew that Ling Zihao had already made his choice, and she, too, was destined to be unable to escape Gu Feng's grasp. Gu Feng stretched out his hand, his palm had the characteristic rough lines of the wolf race, “Xiao Rou, come with me!” His voice carried an irresistible power. “Why? Why won't you let me go yet?” There was a hint of pleading in Wen Rou's voice, and she felt as if she was bound by cold chains. “It's simple,” Gu Feng's voice was firm and cold, “Just like the wolf marriage oath you made to me back then, unless I die, you will belong to me forever.” Wen Rou took a deep breath, knowing that she could not escape the shackles of her fate. Her eyes wandered between her parents and her family and friends, and in the end, she allowed Gu Feng to take her away. “In life and in death, you can only be my Gu Feng's woman!” Gu Feng's voice echoed in the night sky, like the oldest incantation among the wolf clan, tying Wen Rou's fate to him.