Loving The Wrong Alpha.

Wedding Night.

"But she's an Omega," he scoffed.

"You have no right to lay your hands on her." He pointed out. "It doesn't matter whether she's an Omega or not," Griffith replied coldly. "She's still the princess of this land. The next time I see you treat her like this..."

"You'll do nothing except obey me," Alpha Hawk interrupted. "If you dare go against my will, I'll turn the entire realm against you. You know what happens to wolves involved in incest. They cut off their manhood and their womanhood."

"Stop..."

"Leave my husband alone," I interrupted, stepping in front of Griffith while holding back my tears. "My husband is right. You can't change that. Please leave him alone. I will never betray my husband."

"Rowena..."

I turned to my husband. "Please, my Alpha... lead the way and do whatever you wish with me. I am your wife. I don't belong to anyone else."

He pulled me toward him and sneered at Griffith.

"She is my w***e. Stay away from her, Prince Griffith, or I'll have you publicly called out."

Without realizing it...I had dug a pit that would haunt me for the rest of my life. After the wedding ceremony, we made our way to the chambers prepared for our wedding night.

The room had been beautifully decorated for the two of us.

The moment we stepped inside, my husband smiled and suddenly pushed me onto the bed, tearing at my wedding gown like a wild beast.

He took every piece of clothing off my body by ripping it off. I was a little scared for a second there. I tried to suck in my breath so I wouldn't appear nervous of him.

He opened my legs wide and slammed into me. "Crap! You are so tight," he pushed into me.

"Ahhh…please, ahhh.” I cried in pain the moment he started having s*x with me.

I have never felt this miserable in my entire life. My body burned like hell and I felt so sore in between my legs.

Blood came all over my legs as he pulled out.

He cleaned up and went to sleep immediately after drinking some wine himself.

He didn't even care to look at me or ask how I was okay. A few minutes passed. He got up with a napkin in his hand, cleaned my p***y with it, and walked to the door, handing the napkin to the maid outside.

That was to show the realms that I was a virgin. He then laid down on the bed again, shifting away from me, and covered himself with a blanket. I was sore all over. I couldn't stand up and wished for death.

No one told me my wedding night was going to be horrible.

"Clean yourself up and go to bed; I don't want to keep smelling your blood over here. Be quick," he ordered.

"Yes, my Alpha.” I got up with quivering legs and fell from the bed.

My eyes shut tightly in pain as I got up to clean myself up.

I wore a new dress and kindly climbed into the bed and laid down on it, knowing that once the day breaks, I will be gone from this palace first thing tomorrow morning.

However, I am scared. What will the new pack be like? I don't want to see for myself, but focus on leaving here. That's the main thing at this point. I slowly opened my eyes when I saw Griffith in front of me.

"What are you doing?" I panicked.

Griffith was sitting on top of me, his legs on either side of my stomach as he leaned closer to my face.

His glowing green eyes frightened me so much that I nearly screamed, but he quickly covered my mouth.

"Shut up," he whispered, glancing around the room.

I struggled beneath him, trying to push him off. That's when I noticed blood dripping from his forehead onto my neck.

I fought harder.

"Calm down," he whispered, finally removing his hand from my mouth.

"What are you doing on top of me?" I whispered angrily. "Get out."

"I told you not to marry him. Why did you refuse my orders?"

"You bloody fool." I glared at him. "Did you sneak into my room just to have this conversation? I already told you I want nothing to do with you. Why are you so persistent? Leave me alone, or I'll scream for my husband. Imagine what he'll think if he finds his brother-in-law on top of me. Get off me."

"Don't push me to my limits. I don't want to do this with you."

"Oh, really?" I snapped. "Then get off me. And why is there blood on your forehead? You're standing in my matrimonial bedroom. Leave."

The moment he turned away, I saw it. My husband's lifeless body lay on the floor behind him. A terrified scream escaped my lips before everything went black.

When I woke up the next morning, my father was standing beside my bed, staring down at me.

Griffith stood silently behind him, his expression cold and unreadable. What was going on?

"How dare you!"

My father suddenly slapped one of my maids so hard that she crashed to the floor.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty!" she begged.

"Take proper care of my daughter," he ordered arrogantly. "Prepare plenty of food for her. She needs to recover."

"Yes, Alpha King."

The maid bowed respectfully.

Confused, I climbed out of bed and looked around the room. Where was my husband? Why wasn't he here? Then the scent of blood reached me.

I smelled it on the floor. On myself. Dread spread through my entire body. Then everything came rushing back.

Last night's memories.

My breathing hitched as I grabbed my throat, tears spilling down my face. The maid hurried over and handed me a glass of water. After taking a few deep breaths, I looked at my father.

"Father..." I pleaded. "Where is my husband? He's gone missing. Please... find him."

My father looked at me as though I had lost my mind.

"Where do you think he is, when his body has disappeared from your chambers?"

I shook my head.

"No... you're wrong."

I stepped closer.

"Father, do you know how my husband died last night? Griffith killed him. He tore him to pieces."

My father's hand struck my face.

"What did you just say?" he asked with a smile that chilled me to the bone.

"Repeat it."

"I said... Griffith killed..."

Before I could finish, he kicked me hard in the stomach. I flew backward, crashing into the wall before collapsing onto the floor.

"I said..." he growled. "Repeat what you just said."

"Father..."