The Mere Barter Novel – Looking up through the diaphanous veil, I stared at my future husband’s handsome face, to have my soul shudder in fear.
He had a deadly look plastered on his face, those cold grey eyes were fixated on me, simmering with nothing except hatred.
And I shrink under it. His hatred was justified. If there was any other man in his place, I bet he would detest even looking at me, let alone agree to make me his wife.
He lost his dear wife and mate just 2 days back. He has killed 200 men in the last 24 hours , without an ounce of remorse.
Blood is what feeds his regret of not being able to save her.
And my blood is going to be his favorite. Because it belonged to the very daughter of the man who killed his mate.
“Do you, Sierra Winters take Xavier Hunt as your lawfully wedded mate and husband?”
My gaze stopped at my parents who were looking at us with apprehension. And the desire to say no to this. Becomes stronger. This was my father’s doing. I shouldn’t be the one paying for it.
But then my gaze drifts to the thousands of my pack members behind them. And my clenched fists, unclench.
How can I see all these innocent people die? If I go back now, Silver Moon warriors will turn this place into a blood pool. And my blood will be the first one to shed.
Closing my eyes, I let out the words.
“I do.”
Cheers and claps echoed in the room and the first teardrop leaves my eyes. Great. Celebrate my doom. Cheers to a loveless marriage and a long life! Because I have a feeling I am not going to live long. Until I am bound to him.
And that was forever. If only there was an eternity in real life.
The car jolts as it crosses a bumpy road and I adjust myself on the seat. I sneak a peek at the man sitting beside and I find his face morphed in stone-like coldness. Eyes closed, jaw firm, and nose scrunched in disgust. Was something stinking here?
I wondered and next I knew he lowered his window to inhale fresh air. A few more minutes pass and the creases on his forehead don’t soften. He was still disgusted by something.
Deciding to mind my own business, I look down to play with the hem of my dress. When his heavy voice cuts through the silence of the car.