When your fiancé cheated the night before your wedding and called you a boring bi**h.Under the influence of alcohol, you said to the hot stranger: Marry me tmr, will you?Him: I will, if you show me how much you wanna be mine. You melted into his kiss and it's a crazy night.Next day, Your EX showed up and called your new husband, "Uncle…"Uncle? The youngest billionaire uncle that your ex kept bragging about?

Silver’s POV

“You look so hot!!” My best friend, Rebecca, squealed as I walked out onto the platform in my wedding dress. We were the only ones in the shop, so I didn’t have to worry about sharing the space.

My dirty blonde hair fell past my shoulders. On top of my head was a small veil with a sparkling gem. I felt as if I had just walked out of a fairytale book.

I wasn’t wearing any makeup; I was happy that my naturally tan skin beamed. This pre-wedding glow I had heard about was real.

“It’s too bad that Gavins isn’t here to see it,” I said thoughtfully.

“No, that’s a good thing,” Rebecca said, raising her brows at me.

“Why?” I asked.

“It’s bad luck for the groom to see the bride in her wedding dress, Duh!” Rebecca said.

I spun, watching my dress twirl. I felt absolutely beautiful.

The fabric was form-fitting at my waist, then puffed out and fell elegantly past my ankles. It hugged me in all the right places.

To top it off, my oil painting was displayed in full color on the ivory fabric. I had worked tirelessly on the design for months. It was an honor to display one of my paintings this way.

Oil painting was my safe haven, and I had an exceptional talent for it. The piece I had worked on for my wedding dress was filled with my favorite neutral colors. All of which swirled into a beautiful pattern.

“You are truly a great artist,” Rebecca said. “It was so lucky that you could be a part of the design process.”

I nodded.

My artwork was so important to me. Getting to wear it felt like a dream.

“It’s perfect,” I said. “Now, just one more day to wait.”

“Actually, you barely have twenty-four hours at this point!” Rebecca pointed out.

It was true. This time tomorrow, I, Silver Stormwind, will already be married to my amazing fiancé, Gavin Crown.

It seemed surreal that the day was basically already here.

These past few months of planning had been a whirlwind.

I had no idea how much I spent at a wedding. Luckily my best friend was at my side the entire time. All the late nights planning to make tomorrow perfect had been worth it. This marriage would be the start of my new beginning.

My entire life, I had longed for a family of my own. Now, my dream was about to come true. I had failed to shift into my werewolf on my 18th birthday and because of that, I was a disgrace to not only my father, the Alpha of our pack, but to my entire family. It was a failure that I would have to live with for the rest of my life.

I was the youngest daughter in my family. However, rather than caring for me, my family had hidden me away. They hoped that word of my wolf-less personal would not spread.

Gavin had felt like my blessing. He was my chance at a happily ever after.

I gave one final spin in the full gown before saying, “Let’s bring this beauty home.”

***

We arrived home around noon. The front door was already unlocked, so we let ourselves in. Rebecca and I buzzed with excitement.

“Should I show him the dress?” I asked Rebecca.

“Of course not! It has to be a surprise!” She reminded me.

The wedding dress was neatly wrapped in a porcelain white box. I set it down on the hall table, where I knew it would be safe. It would be hard not to sneak another glance at it before tomorrow.

“Alright, I guess I can wait until the wedding,” I sighed reluctantly.

I looked up at the wall where a picture of Gavin and I hung. We were embracing one another with big grins. The photo had been taken just after Gavin proposed. What a wonderful day it had been!

“We’re home,” I called out.

Rebecca and I giddily walked down the short hallway. The carpet felt good beneath my bare feet after a day spent walking in the city.

When we entered the living room, I expected to find Gavin. However, what caught my eye was a disaster!

I had left the house in pristine condition. However, now there was a mess of clothing strewn everywhere.

“What happened?” I mumbled to myself. “These aren’t even my clothes.”

Rebecca struggled to untangle a pair of underwear tangled in her heel. Her face was just as confused as mine.

Worse yet, I could hear faint moans from behind my bedroom door. My heart felt as if it was going to explode in my chest.

I was starting to piece together what was happening, but I didn’t want to believe that it could be true.

“Oooh, Gavin!” A strange woman’s voice said from behind the door, followed by a breathy giggle. “Yes, just like that! You always know what I like!”

“What the fuck,” Rebecca hissed loudly, her face red with fury.

The moans came to a sudden halt, there were a few thumps and grunts. A moment later, a flustered Gavin ran out of our bedroom. His mistress quickly dressed behind him.

That was our bedroom! And he had another woman naked in the bed that we shared. Telling from what she was saying, this wasn’t the first time either.

His mistress looked at us, thunderstruck. Upon seeing us, she escaped through the front door.

“Weren’t you trying on wedding dresses?” Gavin asked, running his fingers through his thick dark hair.

This split my heart even more. I began to cry. So, this is what he’d been doing instead of joining us at the shop.

“Tomorrow is supposed to be our wedding, and you cheated on me! You told me you would give up on finding your fated mate to be with me,” I accused him. I was unable to stop the tears from pouring out of my eyes and I hated myself for it. But I was so hurt and so angry, they couldn’t be helped.

I had seen the way other women looked at Gavin. I knew he was attractive and that he had many options when it came to who he wanted to be with. However, he chose me. And he made me a promise that I expected him to keep!

Gavin irritably said, “Look, if you weren’t the Alpha’s daughter, I wouldn’t have agreed to marry you. You’re wolfless. Which makes you weak and pathetic.”

“Oh, hell no,” Rebecca said through her teeth.

She stepped forward and aimed to punch him. However, I stopped her before she could.

As much as I would love to watch her punch him, I refused to stoop to his level. Rebecca reluctantly retreated. However, her harsh gaze never left his.

“We’re done!” I said, my vision blurred with tears.

I removed the engagement ring from my finger, and I threw it at him.

“You don’t honestly think you can just cancel the wedding like that, do you?” Gavin asked, mockingly. “Your father would never allow that. Everything is already prepared. There’s no reason for you to call off the wedding.”

A vicious growl came from Rebecca.

“How dare you justify your infidelity!” She roared.

“I’m not justifying anything,” Gavin argued. “It’s just the way things are going to be.”

“Says who??” Rebecca retorted.

Gavin looked at me dismissively.

“Marrying you was already a generous act,” he said. “A wolfless can’t expect me to remain faithful forever. I might meet my fated mate someday.”

“Go find your fated mate, then,” I said, my tone dry. “I could surely find a better marriage partner.”

Gavin scoffed.

“My uncle is the Alpha of the Crown pack. There is nobody better.”

Rebecca and I already knew this.

“He is an absolute rationalist who prioritizes his interests above all else,” Gavin added.

Rebecca furiously said, “I think you’re right. Why not just let her marry our uncle then?”

Silver’s POV

2 years of my life down the drain because my fiancé couldn’t keep it in his pants.

“I still think you should just marry his uncle,” Rebecca laughed as she took another sip of her drink. We were sitting at the local bar, drinking away Gavin’s memory.

“Marry his uncle?” I asked, peeking over at my intoxicated friend. “Now, that would be interesting.” Was it wrong that I was actually considering her idea?

“And it would piss off Gavin,” she added.

I couldn’t help the chuckle that left my lips. She was right about that; it certainly would piss off Gavin if I somehow became his aunt and the Luna of the Crown Pack.

“Have you ever met the Alpha?” Rebecca suddenly asked.

I shook my head as I took another long sip of my drink.

“Nope,” I told her. “When I was with Gavin, the Alpha was always so busy and nobody in their right mind would think to bother him.”

“Ain't that the truth,” Rebecca said thoughtfully. “I’ve met him once and he is very aloof. He was so intimidating that he scared the shit out of me. I couldn’t even look him in the face. I imagine his wolf is probably incredibly powerful and capable of subduing anyone.”

“Maybe it’s better if I don’t ever meet him then,” I said, shuddering at the thought of someone that powerful walking this earth.

Rebecca just shrugged.

“I don’t know, I mean he owns a vast business empire with countless industries. This makes him the most powerful Alpha in the world and incredibly rich.”

I must admit, I was curious about this Alpha.

It was no wonder my father wanted a union with the man. I quickly shook the thought from my head. It didn’t matter anyway. The likelihood of me meeting him was slim now that I was no longer marrying his nephew.

I groaned as I grabbed my drink and chugged the rest of it. As soon as the liquor hit my throat, I nearly choked. It was much stronger than my previous sips and my vision began to blur almost immediately.

“Um, little girl. I think you should know that was my drink and unfortunately it was vodka,” said a deep and sultry voice from beside me.

I quickly turned to face the direction of the man who spoke, but the entire room was spinning, and I went with it as I tumbled over and directly into him. Thankfully, he was prepared for my fall and wrapped his arms around my body to keep me from falling to the ground.

The warmth of his embrace engulfed me almost immediately and the scent of fresh pine and daisies filled my nose making my insides lurch with pleasure.

I didn’t linger for long though, I quickly wiggled out of his arms, feeling the heat rush to my cheeks.

“Who are you calling a little girl? I’ll have you know that I’m a full-grown 23-year-old woman and I—” my words trailed off as my vision cleared and I saw the man sitting beside me.

He had to have been the most gorgeous man I had ever seen in my life. His dark blue eyes poured into me, and he wore a sexy smirk as he studied my face as if he were studying his favorite book. My heart skipped a beat and I suddenly completely forgot what I was going to say.

“And you what?” He asked, raising one brow in amusement.

“And I don’t appreciate being called a child,” I said with a tone that sounded breathy.

The amusement never left his face as he said, “My mistake.”

I quickly turned away from him and fixed my eyes on the bar in front of us.

“I’m sorry for drinking your vodka,” I managed to say. “Let me get you another one.”

“It’s quite all right,” he said stopping me before I could get the bartender. “But may I buy you another drink? It seems you need it more than I do.”

I opened my mouth to decline his offer, but Rebecca wrapped an arm around my shoulders and smiled brightly at the man.

“She would love one; how very nice of you,” she drunkenly slurred.

I shot her a look, but I moved too quickly and nearly fell over again. This only made her laugh as I scowled.

The man ordered another round of drinks for each of us, including Rebecca.

“Thank you,” I said, sipping on my drink.

He nodded as he took a long and steady sip of his vodka.

“So, what’s making you drink this evening?” He surprised me by asking.

I raised my brows at him.

“What makes you think something specific is making me drink?” I asked him. “Maybe I just wanted to get out.”

“Your tear-stained cheeks say otherwise,” he pointed out, making my face heat up almost immediately.

I touched my face and cursed when I felt the moisture from the tears I’d cried still lingering. I knew there was no way of lying my way out of this one. It’s not like it mattered; this man was a complete stranger. I would never see him again after tonight.

“I was supposed to get married tomorrow but I just caught my boyfriend with another woman,” I blurted. “I guess he only liked me because I’m the daughter of the Alpha from the Stormwind Pack.”

“Is that so?” The man asked with genuine curiosity in his tone. “Would you like my help dealing with that trash?”

I was surprised by his offer, but I shook my head.

“Thank you, but it’s fine. I mean, I could just marry his uncle instead,” I teased. Rebecca’s idea was sounding better by the second. “Do you know who his uncle is? The Alpha of the Crown Pack. The most powerful Alpha in the world.”

As I said those words, my spirit sunk even more. Who was I kidding? The Alpha of the Crown pack would never marry someone like me.

“And I’m wolfless and weak. The Alpha wouldn’t want to marry someone like me,” I murmured, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

“You might be wolfless, but I doubt you are weak,” he countered. “But what if the Alpha did want to marry you?”

I realized how close I was to this man; it was like my body was drawn to him and wanted to be even closer.

“What about you?” I boldly asked him, ignoring his question. “You aren’t bad-looking, and you seem kind; how about I just marry you instead.”

The corner of his lips twitched up into a smirk.

“And what would I get if I agreed to that?” He asked, his voice dropping to a husky whisper that caressed my ears and sent a shiver throughout my body.

“Maybe this…” I said and before I could talk myself out of it, I pressed my lips to his and kissed him deeply.

The kiss only lasted a moment before I pulled back. I thought he was going to yell at me or something, but instead, he gave me a lopsided, drop-dead sexy, grin and said, “Not bad… but I want a little more than that.”

Silver’s POV

My head ached as I came to.

I slowly opened my eyes, trying to adjust my eyes to the dimmed room. The sun was desperately trying to peer in through the closed window shades. The memories of last night slowly returned and I gasped.

I had proposed to a stranger and then kissed him!

We both had some more shots and then we got a cab, and I went home with him. As I looked around the strange, unfamiliar room I was in, I realized the mistake I had made. I had a one-night stand with a stranger!

I looked down at myself and saw that I was still naked and when I saw the man sleeping beside me, his arm over his face, covering his eyes, I stifled a scream.

He was shirtless and from his 8-pack abs, it was clear he took great care of himself.

Oh, Moon Goddess… he was so attractive even early in the morning.

Finding my clothes on the ground beside the bed, I quickly and quietly dressed. I tiptoed toward the door only to pause and look back at his sleeping form. He was still in the same position and sighed out in relief before leaving.

Instead of returning to the home I shared with Gavin, I went home to my father’s house, intent on telling him that I was canceling the wedding. But I wasn’t expecting Gavin to be standing on the front porch.

Was he waiting for me?

“Where have you been?” Gavin asked, stomping over to me. “I’ve been trying to call you all night.”

“I don’t need to answer to you,” I said heatedly. I was done shedding tears over this man; my eyes were dry, and I was fed up with being walked on. I just wanted to speak with my father and then figure out my next steps. Rebecca already said I could stay with her if needed.

“You are my fiancé, and we are getting married today,” Gavin told me, his lip curling up in a snarl.

“I’m here because I’m canceling the wedding, Gavin.”

I tried to walk past him, but he grabbed my shirt and I saw his nostrils flare with anger.

“Are those hickeys?!” He asked, his face red as fury poured off him in waves. “Have you been seeing someone else?!”

I pulled away from him, trying to cover my neck.

“I knew you were wolfless and weak, but I had no idea you were a whore too!” Gavin hissed.

“You were the one who cheated on me, Gavin! You have no right to call me a whore,” I retorted, my voice rising.

Just then, the front door swung open, and I turned to see my father storming outside.

“What is going on out here?” My father asked, his eyes narrowing at me. “I should have known it would be you. Why am I not surprised that you are making a scene on my front porch.”

He glanced at Gavin and his eyes softened.

“Gavin, it’s good to see you. Please, come in.”

My jaw tightened as Gavin walked past me and into the house; my father right behind him. I reluctantly followed them and shut the door behind me.

“What are you doing here, Silver? Shouldn’t you be getting ready for your wedding?” My father asked, glaring at me.

“That’s why I’m here,” I said, shooting Gavin a look. “I’m calling off the wedding.”

“The hell you are!” My father hissed. “What gives you the right to decide something like that??”

“I won’t marry someone who cheats on me,” I told him coldly, my lips pressing together in a thin line.

“I’m not the cheater here,” Gavin said, his voice sounding almost weak as he grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled it down, revealing the hickeys on my neck. “She was with someone else the night before our wedding!”

“What is the meaning of this?!” My father growled, his eyes blazing.

I pulled myself away from Gavin.

“Father, he cheated on me! It wasn’t the other way around,” I told him, trying to plead with him to understand.

“Those marks on your neck say otherwise,” my father hissed.

“It was only a misunderstanding, Silver,” Gavin said, his voice softening along with his expression. “I came here to rectify. I’m hurt that you sought comfort in the arms of another man.”

He was trying hard to look innocent, however it wasn’t going to work on me. But before I could say anything, he turned to my father.

“I’m willing to forgive her because of my love for her,” Gavin told him. “In a few hours, she will be walking down the aisle, and we will marry. Or else the alliance between our packs will be voided.”

My father’s jaw ticked as Gavin turned and faced me. His eyes shone with bemusement.

“I’ll see you soon, my love,” he said, his tone dropping low and dangerous.

I watched as he walked out of the house. I turned to my father to explain myself and to tell him I refused to marry Gavin but before I could utter a single word, my father slapped me across the face!

“How dare you embarrass this family like that,” he seethed. “You are lucky he even pays you any mind at all.”

“But father—”

“If you don’t marry Gavin, I will banish you from this pack and you will be forced to live out your days as a rogue. Do I make myself clear?”

I flinched at his words; living as a rogue was one of the worst things that could happen to a wolf-shifter, especially one that couldn’t shift. Oftentimes, wolves without a pack go crazy and lose their humanity. I wouldn’t last a single second on my own.

With my father’s threat in play, it didn’t seem like I had a choice.

Satisfied with my submissive silence, he turned his back on me and stormed out of the living room. The last time my father stormed away from me like this was when I turned 18 and couldn’t shift. I was a disgrace to him then just like I am now. After my engagement with Gavin, my father started to pay me more attention and actually treated me like I was part of the family.

But now he was back to being cold and aloof and I was left feeling more broken than ever.

“Tsk tsk, Silver. Won’t you ever learn,” a feminine voice said from the archway of the kitchen.

My sister, Stella, leaned against the doorframe with her arms folded across her busty chest. I had to stifle a groan as she walked toward me.

Stella was my father’s golden child, and she was gorgeous with her long flowing blonde hair and sapphire blue eyes, equipped with naturally dark and long lashes. She wore a white crop top and waist-high fitted jeans that hugged her figure perfectly.

“Did you really think you could back out of marrying Gavin?” She asked, her tone mocking. “If you refuse to marry him, you will be disrespecting and angering the Alpha of the Crown pack. It would jeopardize our entire pack. You wouldn’t want that, would you?”

“If you like him so much, how about you marry him instead,” I asked, narrowing my eyes at her.

She looked taken aback by my outburst, but it only lasted a moment before she flipped her long hair over her shoulder.

“Oh, please. I’m meant to marry an Alpha and be a Luna. Not the pathetic nephew of an Alpha,” she said dismissively.

A knock on the door turned our attention away from one another. My father returned to the living room, looking annoyed.

“Silver, get the door,” he ordered.

I sighed and opened the front door only to be faced with Beta Leo of the Crown pack. Unlike the Alpha, I had met the Beta previously.

“Beta Leo,” my father greeted, nearly shoving me aside to greet the Crown Pack’s Beta. “What honor do I have for this visit?”

“Good morning, Alpha,” Beta Leo greeted in return. “I’m here per the orders of the Alpha of the Crown pack.”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box, wrapped in silver paper with a bow on top and his eyes found mine.

“Alpha Elliot Crown would like to present the bride-to-be with a gift.”