Irene’s POV
Like my father had told me, it was for the sake of my pack and it had to be fast. I had not imagined that I would get married under such circumstances, I had thought that my wedding would be the best thing I would ever get to experience but I was wrong.
I saw myself walk into the courtroom, a little flower in my hand, I didn't cry. Princesses don’t cry, this is for my pack and I will do whatever is in my power to save them.
The few eyes in the courtroom turned to stare at me.
Ramon was standing in front of the chief judge of our pack, my father stood at a corner as I walked in.
He said he could not bear the fact that I was getting married unwillingly so he didn’t want to walk down the aisle because he had failed me as a father.
I soon stood beside Ramon, and I felt his lusty eyes lurking at me.
The Judge started joining us as a couple and the only thing I felt was the urge to keep my pack going.
“Do you, Ramon Caspian, take Princess Irene Manchester, to be your lawfully wedded wife?” The judge asked and his words followed.
“I do.”
Do you, Princess Irene Manchester, take him, Ramon Caspian, to be your lawful wedded husband?” The judge and I took a few seconds to think about it but after a few seconds, my lips parted open replying to his questions.
“I do.”
“To live together in holy matrimony as husband and wife?” He added and I mouthed the words. “I do.”
“With the power invested in me by the King of Rain Valley Pack, King Knight Manchester, I hereby pronounce you, husband and wife.” As he said this I gulped hard.
I’d done it, I was now married to him. I did it for my pack.
After the wedding ceremony, Ramon was everywhere with my father discussing business while I went back into my room to get ready to leave.
I changed from the wedding dress to a simple dress, the maid helped repack my hair and I stood in front of the mirror and rewarded myself for my bravery.
My mind suddenly flashed back to the night of my birthday party. My moans filled my ears and the grunts of the man sounded like sweet music in my ear and the pleasure that overwhelmed me that night, I shuddered. There was this connection with the man that I didn’t understand.
“Your father has called for you, Princess.” My maid, Tessa announced, her voice pulling me from my dirty thoughts. How had I gotten this dirty from just my first night with a stranger?
I grabbed my small purse and I headed out.
As I climbed down the stairs, Ramon gave me his hand which I reluctantly took.
“Tessa will come with you, Irene. I know that you are used to her, so she will be by your side. You should go now, don’t keep your husband waiting.” Ramon chuckled, his eyes fisting on my body.
Ramon held my hand and he led me out of the place, with my father following behind.
I tried so hard to act like all of this was not taking a toll on me but I couldn’t.
As we were about to get into the car which waited alongside the convoy, I pulled my hand away from Ramon’s hand and I ran into my father’s embrace.
“Dad.” My father spread his hand wide open.
“Please take care of yourself.” I cried.
“I will.”
“Help Arie’s family. Help her find her mother.” Still, in my father's warm embrace, I cried.
“Thank you.” He cried. I looked into my father's eyes and I felt how distraught he was to watch me get married because of my pack.
“I’ll be a fine dad. I am your brave princess.” I hugged him tight and he placed a warm kiss on my forehead.
“I love you, dad.”
“Irene..” it was Ramo calling. I pulled away from my father and I walked back to Ramon.
We both got into the car and before we moved I made sure to wave at my dad.
As we drove, I stared at my fingers, mostly the ring that had bound me to this man that I had no clue about. The ring that had bound me to the reason for my problems.
The drive was cold and lonely, I had my husband with me yet I felt alone.
We finally arrived at his pack, my eyes stared at the beauty of his pack for a few seconds before we got in.
“Where’s my room? I'd like to rest. I am tired from the journey.”
“You mean, our room?” His thick voice echoed in my ears causing me to almost stumble as we both walked.
I stood my ground, raising my shoulders high, I am a princess.
“No, I'd like to have a room for myself.” Ramon pulled my hand, and he roughly pushed me, making my back slam against a door.
“Do you think that I don’t see what you are doing? Look, you are my wife and you’ll have to follow my rules. You are no longer your Father’s daughter but my wife.” His brown eyes filled with slut and loath stared at me expecting me to be crushed by such a narcissistic gaze.
“I want to rest, Ramon. Let me.” I placed both my hands on his chest trying to push him off me but he was way stronger than me, his huge body towered over me.
His touch felt like torment and torture, he slowly trialed his hand from my shoulder to my waist and every inch of his touch made me feel disgusted.
His hand around my waist was even disgusting, he suddenly pushed the door, and my back leaned open, making me lose balance, and pushing me hard until I fell on the floor, my butt hitting the ground.
“I will be back for you.”