He Left Me at the Altar to Save His Childhood SweetheartChapter 1
“No! Stop!”
I wished I didn’t recognize that bone-chilling cry, but I’ve heard it enough to have it horribly ingrained in my head.
The vivid scenarios instantly streamed into my mind at that moment, sending me back to the dream that had been bothering me since three nights ago—the dream that showed how the wedding I had longed for four years became a disaster.
Slowly, I turned around, shell-shocked, moving as if my body weren’t my own. It felt like I was watching the same movie all over again, and this was the part where I saw myself at the altar, locking eyes with Axel’s childhood sweetheart as she scandalously objected to our union while the pack’s warriors tried to drag her out of the temple.
“Axel, you promised you won’t marry her. She doesn’t deserve you!” Jena screamed, desperately trying to break free. “No! Get off me!”
Hearing the exact same words from her mouth had me trembling, scared, and confused. I stumbled back, unable to breathe. I told my friends about these dreams I’d been having, and they said it was just the wedding nerves. I kind of felt relieved to think it might just be a silly dream, but what’s this happening in front of me?
I squeezed onto Axel’s arm to steady myself. The world was suddenly spinning in a haze and I couldn’t tell which was real or fake. Nothing made any sense.
Then, I heard Axel cursing under his breath, which never happened in the dream. My head snapped, looking at him, and I saw the embarrassment, annoyance, and concern he was hiding behind his poker face, but his tender gaze at Jena betrayed him. Seeing that cleared my head like waking up from a wicked spell but to another nightmare.
“You just told me you love me last night. Don’t do this to me, Axel. Please,” Jena begged, bawling.
“Enough, Jena. We’ve already been through this. Diana is my mate, and we are swearing our bond to the moon goddess tonight,” Axel said, making me feel a little guilty. I assumed he was looking out for Jena as usual, but was he actually doing it for me?
My heart fluttered thinking he had finally put me before Jena, but she always had a knack for raining on my parade, and I shouldn’t have had my hopes up.
“No! I’d rather just die than see you marry her!” Jena screamed, slipping away from the warriors and pulling a silver dagger to her neck.