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Summer woke up in a start for another nightmare, the same one that came to her for years, every single day.
"Where am I?" She got out of bed, looked around, and was very sure she was not in Rhys's place.
The last thing she recalled was that strikingly handsome man with a scarred forehead, gray eyes, and a delightful mess of caramelized brown hair. He had promised to save her, and everything faded to darkness.
She headed to the door, trying to figure out how to get out of the room and find someone to tell her where she was. But she stopped when she saw her reflection in the mirror. Last night, she'd been wearing a white dress covered in blood, but now a red silk nightgown. Someone must've redressed her, she thought.
For a brief moment, she scrutinized her face and felt relieved to find all the bruises had totally gone. As for the past two days, Rhys had made her face battered.
"Thanks, Moongoddes," she hissed to herself.
The sudden knock startled her. Someone was coming; she knew it.
"Wh-who?" she stammered, but no one replied. Instead, in the next second, the door swung, and a striking figure—a fine man in an unbuttoned white shirt revealing a muscled chest—emerged.
"Finally, you are awake." His sharp, ash-colored eyes pierced at her with a mysterious allure. Summer blinked rapidly, struggling to regain her composure in the presence of this captivating stranger.
"How are you feeling?" he asked in a deep tone and calm demeanor, but it still made her nervous. His aura was intimidating but deadly charm at the same time.
"Where am I? And who are you?"
"I am Luxian Alderon, and you are in my pack, Blackcrown Shadow Pack."
"And .... Is it you who changed my clothes??" Summer was unsure, but the question was just slipped from her lips.
He didn't reply; he sauntered to her with a smirk. For a second, she was stunned as she scanned at his masculine features, those heavy brows, gray eyes, and freshly shaved beard that framed his chiseled jaw so perfectly.
"You better get ready," his tone firm and commanding.
"Ready for?" She wondered what he was trying to say.
"We’re getting married tonight," he declared casually, gesturing toward a beautiful wedding dress in the closet. "Servants will come here to help you," he continued.
Summer's eyes widened, shock washing over her, "married?"
"I don't think I can, I..."
"I'm still tied to Rhys," Summer reasoned.
"No worries, I've made him reject you," he chuckled.
"Wh-what?!" Summer is quite a shock.
"Isn't this what you wanted?! Don't you want to get away from them? Or... Do you prefer to spend your life suffering?" He knitted his brows.
"I mean.....I am not ready to have another marriage."
Summer didn't know if she was ready for it since the pain of Rhys' betrayal had traumatized her and her wolf.
"There's not much time left, neither time to think," Luxian said coldly.
"I saved you, and now you have to repay me." He bent down, stroking her cheek in slow motion, his face mere inches from hers. It was so close that she could feel his warm breath brushing against her flesh.
"Repay you?" she managed to breathe out, her heart thumping in her chest. He stood back up and deftly buttoned his shirt while glancing at her.
"Marry me," Luxian's hand reached and brushed her chin gently. His eyes locked into hers with a softness she didn't expect as he pushed back a few strands behind her ear.
"And take this damned curse away from me...."he said firmly.
"I saved you, and now you have to repay me." He bent down, stroking her cheek in slow motion, his face mere inches from hers. It was so close that she could feel his warm breath brushing against her flesh.
"Repay you? H-how?" she managed to breathe out, her heart thumping in her chest. He stood back up and deftly buttoned his shirt while glancing at her.
"Marry me," Luxian's hand reached and brushed her chin gently. His eyes locked into hers with a softness she didn't expect as he pushed back a few strands behind her ear.
"And take this damned curse away from me...."he said firmly.
"Wh-what curse?" Summer hissed, holding her breath. She could feel her body shiver at his touch, and the feeling of his skin coming against hers sent a thrill down her spine.
Gradually, Luxian leaned over.
"The curse that made all my mates die..."
"If you don't get pregnant before 100 days, the curse will end up your life, just like the rest of them..."
Summer swallowed her saliva with difficulty.
Pregnant?
Not an easy thing for her, during her time with Rhys she had suffered many miscarriages. Summer realized her percentage to break the curse that befell Luxian was only ten percent. Because the doctor had told her that she did not have many eggs left.
"I am not sure about that, my doctor said I... I....only had a few eggs left. I'm not the right person to be your curse breaker. So, please let me go... Alpha," Summer pleaded.
Luxian chuckled, "let go of you? After what I went through to get you?"
"You.... you can find another wolf to break your curse, why should I?" Summer pleaded.
"You are my fated mate, and I have no choice, but trying my best to f**k and got you pregnant!"
"Fated mate? You must be lying, right? I don't feel anything for you, I can't even smell your scent!" Summer snapped.
"So, you refuse to return the favor?"
"Yes, I refuse," Summer was blunt.
Luxian sighed, smiled slightly, and said, "Okay then, I'll return you to Rhys. And let's see if you have a choice."
"Is that a threat?!" Summer shouted.
"You can take it as a threat or an offer. It's up to you."
"According to the prophecy, you are my last mate. But ...you have a choice. You can either choose to die from this curse or die of Rhys' torment." He smirked before bouncing, leaving Summer alone in that room.
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