Charles’ breath quickened, and his movements became more urgent. “I’m close,” he gasped in my ear, his voice breaking between moans. My own pleasure surged, and I couldn’t hold back the scream that tore from my throat. A wave of electric tingles swept through me, my temples throbbed, and the world around me faded into white…
Every pore on my body felt wide open, heat radiating from me in waves. It was surreal, as if I were in a dream, feeling everything but grasping none of it…
I could hardly believe it—I had married this man, the infamous Alpha of the Black Valley Pack, Charles McLean, and I had just slept with him.
But there was no love between us. We weren’t fated mates.
Since his first shift at eighteen, Charles McLean had never found his fated mate. And after one engagement after another, each of his fiancées had died under mysterious circumstances. Rumor had it that he wore a mask to conceal his hideous face and that he was a cruel, violent man who would kill without hesitation. People whispered that he had murdered his previous fiancées.
His last fiancée—my sister—was terrified of him. Horrified by the stories, she had vehemently refused to marry him. And just before the wedding, she found her fated mate. So, without warning or preparation, I was forced to take her place, pushed into marrying Charles in her stead, to stand as his wife in name only and the unacknowledged Luna of the Black Valley Pack…

A Substituted Bride But A Fated Luna

After I said that, I thought I would feel a little bit more relaxed, but I didn't. Instead, a sharp pain came out of my spine, and it spread all over my limbs. It was a strong irritant to my nerves.


I felt as if there were a million needles in my body. Even my heart began to ache. Tears followed waves of pain as I bent over and tried to hold my body with my hands.


I tried to comfort myself with this action, but as soon as I leaned forward, a fishy, sweet smell came out of my throat, and before I could react, I started to vomit, and what I spit out was, unexpectedly, a big mouth of blood!


Shocking red blood fell on the light carpet, like blood-colored flowers blooming on the carpet.


I heard Billy screaming from behind me, and a woman screaming, but I was in too much pain to see their reaction.


I vomited blood several times, and then I couldn't hold myself up any longer. My knees went weak, I fell onto the red carpet.


119 He Cried!