Luna's Rejected Vengeful Mate
Luna’s Rejected Vengeful Mate Chapter 12

The Moon Howlers pack

Natalia

I was back in my room in no time, pacing up and down, unable to believe that I was about to have my wedding ceremony with Blake in the pack garden-the place I always dreamt of getting married when I finally found my fated mate, as my mum and Dad had. My wedding day was supposed to be the happiest of my life, not the result of cold-hearted blackmail.

I never thought I would marry in my favourite place after being blackmailed. I used to think so highly of Blake, but now, I could not even recognise him-he had become a cruel man that cared for no one but himself and perhaps his father.

There was a knock at the door, and Maria, one of our maids, showed up, holding a white dress in her hands.

“Natalia, dear, your father asked me to bring you this dress. He wants you to wear it-it was your mother’s favourite.”

I smiled at her-Maria had been with us before I was even born, and she had been my mother’s most reliable friend in our pack.

I took the dress from her hands, smiling sadly and turning it around with tears in my eyes.

It was a mid-calf white A-line spaghetti strap crisscross backless evening dress that my mother had worn on her first date with my father. My father had shown me the dress when I was a teenager, and I was dying to wear it, but I was too chubby to fit into it.

Father laughed at me and promised he would keep it safe until I could wear it. I’d wear it for an important reason, to make him happy and proud.

That day had come. As the next in line for the Alpha position, I decided to proceed with an unwanted marriage to save my pack-my father was proud and happy for me.

“Here, child, let me help you into it,” Maria proposed, and took the dress from me. I undressed, and she helped me put it on, ensuring the straps crossed the right way. She then pulled the zip up, and I was ready.

I walked to my suitcase without looking in the mirror and took out a pair of silver, pointy, barely there heels-I put them on and turned to face the mirror.

The heels flattered my muscled, tanned legs, and the dress fitted as if made for me. My round breasts filled the bust, and the absence of a bra made no difference-they were still sexy as always.

I smirked at the thought of Blake’s face, looking at my collarbone-I knew my boobs’ effect on men. I may not have been s*x.ually involved with anyone, but I had my flirts and suitors over the years, and I was more than proud of my feminine figure. All my curves were in the right place, drawing male attention like a siren.

“Natalia, you are so beautiful, my child. Let’s see what we can do with your hair,” Maria suggested, and I let her deal with my natural curls.

“Nothing too fancy, Maria, it’s just a family thing,” I exhaled, and she smiled at me, nodding in understanding.

She braided my hair in a one-sided loose, relaxed braid, leaving some strands to wave their way down my face and neckline carelessly.

“I will be back in a minute.” With that, she left the room and closed the door behind her.

I applied simple makeup, nothing special, and finished with black eyeliner and dark and volume mascara on my lashes. I used the same l*p liner and glossy l*p gloss I’d had put on that morning.

Maria entered the room, bringing a bouquet of freshly cut white roses from our garden. She pinned two buds inside my braid, gave me the bouquet, and smiled, looking at my reflection in the mirror.

“Now, that’s my girl—you are the spitting image of my dear Luna. Your mother would have been so proud of you, sweetheart.”

Her words uncovered the pain of never seeing my mother’s sweet face buried in my heart. My face contorted into a mask of clear despair-if my mother had been alive, maybe things would have been different. Maria saw my expression and took my hand into her warm ones.

“Natalia, my child, you know….”

A knock on the door interrupted Maria’s words. Uncle James walked in; he was speechless when he saw me. Staring for a while, he walked toward me.

“I feel sorry for the poor guy that’s going to marry you- I don’t think he realises what’s going to happen to him when he sees you dressed up like this. Good thing he’s a werewolf,” he half-smiled, trying to ease my tension, and I was thankful to him.

He kissed my forehead, offered me his arm and walked me out of my room and to the garden.

Everything happened so fast, and by the time we arrived, the garden was full of pack members, my father in a wheelchair, uncle Elias, Lucas and Blake waiting for me.

Uncle James left me standing at the garden entrance and went to help my father get up from the wheelchair. Blake turned to face me, and I watched his expression as his face flushed. His eyes darkened, devouring me. I locked eyes with him, feigning indifference to his stunning appearance, and waited for my father to come over. I smiled at my father, who had tears in his eyes, and I kissed him tenderly.

“You look like your mum, sweetie. For a moment, I thought my dear Alana was standing before me. This dress is perfect for you.”

“Thanks, Dad. Shall we?”

With Uncle James on one side and me on the other, my father walked me to the patio where Blake was standing. He took my hand and joined it with Blake’s.

“Remember what you promised me, Blake,” my father whispered, and my uncle helped him back to his wheelchair.

Blake stared at me, and his eyes travelled down my collarbone and back to me, l**t evident in his gaze.

Blake

When Natalia left for her room, Lucas and I headed to the dungeon. We had to proceed with our plan to deceive the rogues.

I was surprised to note that the rogue had no idea of Natalia’s second visit and had already revealed his leader’s plans to Natalia.

“That wolf of hers is something,” Aries praised. “She even had me obey her instructions. We are not talking about a normal wolf Blake-Leia is special- I’m telling you.”

“Now what? Did you come back thinking I was going to give you any information? I have nothing to say to you,” the rogue spat at me, and Lucas held me back from punching him.

“That’s not why we are here, you filthy creature. Today I will wed Natalia. We checked you out, and since you seem alone, you are no threat to us. We decided to set you free at my fiance’s request; she wants to give you a second chance to live your life as a free soul, starting from our wedding day. Next time we see you near our territories, though, we will not be so gentle. One of the guards will get you something to eat and then set you free. Run far away from our territory, understood?”

My last sentence came out with a loud growl, and he whimpered in fear, his body trembling. The disgusting smell of his urine filled my nostrils- the scumbag had pissed himself in fear. I spat on him and turned the other way.

We left his cell, and on our way out, I instructed the guards to feed the prisoner and release him when the wedding ceremony began. I wanted the rogue to see that I was telling the truth.

Back at the packhouse, my father was waiting for me with the suit Jacob had sent me. One of the staff led me to a room to change my clothes. When ready, I walked out and met my father and Alpha Ray, seated in a wheelchair.

“We should move into the garden. The elders must be ready by now, and our pack members will soon arrive,” Alpha Ray urged us.

“Blake, help your father-in-law, son. Push the wheelchair outside,” my father suggested, and I could do nothing but obey so as not to raise any suspicions.

I stood behind the wheelchair and watched as one of the maids, an older woman, entered the house, holding a bunch of white roses. She smiled at Natalia’s father before walking upstairs, probably to Natalia’s room.

Too much fuss over a contractual wedding!

“She will be a bride, you jerk! Don’t you think she at least deserves some flowers?” Aries was once again irritated with me.

“Aries, why are you against whatever I say today? You are MY wolf, remember? Stop defending Natalia and her wolf all the time. It’s frustrating, not to say embarrassing, that a wolf like you has submitted to a female wolf you just met.”

“I am only against the stupidity that doesn’t allow you to see what you have in front of you, Blake. And I have no intention of making our lives a living hell because of your stubbornness and ego.”

I didn’t reply. I knew Aries was right, but I had already clarified my intentions, and there was no way I would back down. I wheeled Alpha Ray to where we were supposed to be and watched as his pack members started arriving, forming a circle around us.

The two elders had taken their positions and waited for the bride to arrive to start the ceremony.

I looked at my watch, irritated. When was Natalia planning to show up? We had attack plans to prepare after this charade. A loud huff left my lips, and those present took it as premarital stress and laughed.

The laughter stopped, and I heard whispers of admiration from the pack members. Standing next to me, Lucas elbowed me, and I knew the bride had finally arrived. I turned to face her and my entire body heated, sudden fire burning my insides, squeezing my chest and blocking my air. I forgot how to breathe.

Natalia looked like a fairy in a white dress that flattered her figure and showed her long tanned legs. Her hair was braided with two rose buds. She held the rose bouquet I had seen before, and when my eyes travelled up to her cleavage, her full brea.sts filled the bust, and all I could think of was putting my giant palms over them so no one else could see. I knew she understood how I felt when I focused on her, but that was the least of my concerns. I was trying hard to control my primitive instincts and not make a move on her.

What was wrong with me? I was acting like a horny, repressed male, and that, I wasn’t for sure.

Natalia stood at the garden entrance, waiting for her father to approach with the help of Beta James, and she then walked toward me. Her father gave her to me, and the same heat overwhelmed my body when our fingers joined together.

I saw my father giving something to Lucas, but I didn’t pay any attention. I was listening to the elders that had begun the wedding ceremony. They both had the power to perform civil weddings, and I had already told them that I wanted the ceremony to finish as soon as possible, meaning they should skip unnecessary parts.

“Dear pack members, we are gathered today to join Alpha Blake Hunter and Miss Natalia White in the sacred bond of matrimony. Is there anyone who objects to this wedding?”

Natalia looked at me, her lips formed in a thin line. I pressed her fingers tighter, and she looked at the elders.

“Do you, Blake Hunter, take Natalia White as your wife to…”

“I do,” I cut him off, and he then turned to Natalia.

“Do you, Natalia White, take Blake Hunter as your husband to…”

“I do.”

After being interrupted by both of us, the Elder coughed awkwardly and continued.

“With the power vested in me by the State of California, I can now pronounce you husband and wife. You may k**s your bride.”

“Not before the rings,” my father jumped in, and Lucas came forward, handing me two wedding rings, those of my parents. My father smiled at me. “Until you get your own,” he whispered, and I nodded.

I took my mother’s ring, a beautiful heart-shaped diamond ring, and placed it on Natalia’s trembling finger, and surprisingly fitted like a glove. She was upset, I could tell. I then gave her my father’s wedding ring, and she put it on my finger-it worked perfectly-the rings fit as if they were made for us.

“And now the k**s,” my father yelled, and everyone laughed except Natalia and me.

I pulled her closer to me and hugged her at the waist. Her big blue eyes stared at me as I leaned closer to her, and I smirked, whispering,

“Let’s finish the show with the k**s they are waiting for, shall we, Mrs Hunter?”

“Blake, don’t you….”

I cut her off, pulling her lips into a hungry k**s, my tongue demanding entrance into her mouth and exploring every corner, torturing hers, fighting for dominance. She had the sweetest taste ever. My bride tried to pull back and free herself, but I held her tighter, kissing her forcefully, devouring her sweet scent.

Natalia managed to break free from my grasp, but not before biting my lower l*p and causing it to bleed.

“Oops, my fault Mr Hunter,” she whispered, a mocking smile on her face, and then she pulled back and walked to her father.

I stood there, watching her interact with our parents and running my tongue over my wounded l*p.

“Feisty,” I whispered and smiled, thinking of how I would tame my untamed and sassy wife.

“I will soon make you m**n my name and beg for my touch, Nat; just wait and see.”

Fu.ck. The thought of her naked body under mine made my groin swell so badly, causing me physical pain. I had to do something and fast.

I left the garden in long strides and headed to the guest room I’d been given. Locking myself in the bathroom, I did what I never thought I would again since my first encounter with a woman- I let my fingers slide up and down on my co.ck, jerking off to the sexu.al tension I felt when I laid eyes on my wife.

“What a loser!” Aries mocked, but all I did as a reaction was m**n again, releasing my lusty drops of embarrassment.

“Oh, Nat, I am so going to make you pay for this,” I breathlessly vowed, cleaning myself and watching my flushed face in the mirror.