Chapter 5

Sabrina's POV

It's been hours, but still, the shock that ran through my body still kept me shuddering.

He tricked me. He deceived me to get what he wanted from me. He wanted to use me to get back at my ex-husband all this while? Now he has won? I should've known when he offered to help a pitiful woman like me save her son for a simple marriage.

All the sexual attraction I felt for him withered as I watched him leave the room.

It was only after he left that my lungs finally surrendered to me and opened up so I could breathe properly.

My muscles relaxed. He was gone, hopefully.

Days after, I didn't hear from him, and my normal routine was to wake up, take my daughter to school then check up on my son before going to work. The enemy alpha made sure that my son was truly receiving the best treatment. At least he kept to his end of the deal.

He was improving so well and he could even talk and converse with his sister who awfully missed her brother. Surely we would be set to leave soon. I still ignored the doctor. No matter what, I refuse to forgive him for almost letting my child die.

……

A text message popped up, just after I picked up my phone to check my messages. It was just minutes to seven am and I needed to get my daughter ready. It was from him. My heart leapt out of my chest when I saw it, and a tremor made it impossible to calm down.

What did he want?

“Dress appropriately. We are getting married today. I'll pick you up in two hours.”

I was unsure if I could text him to let him know that I had to go to work, but I didn't understand the kind of fear that pinned me in place. The hairs at the back of my head stood so bad, I simply dropped the phone to do as asked. Losing my job was better than refusing the alpha of this pack.

True to his words, he arrived exactly two hours from when he sent the text. I was already waiting for him at the front porch, and even though I hated him, I couldn't ignore how dashing he looked.

He wore a black suit with a fresh sunflower flower inside the chest pocket. It looked ridiculous, but I guess it was probably his style. I had already dropped my daughter at school and I had to calm myself down and tell myself that the nurses will take care of my son.

His gaze dropped from my face to the white dress I had on. It was a flare dress but stopped just below my knees, and I paired it with a brown sandal, almost the same color as my hair. I rocked the overall outfit with a brown bag and my hair was in a sleek bun.

“You look beautiful, Sabrina. Oh, this for you.”

His smile melted my stupid heart as he walked towards me. I don't know why I kept taking steps back until I hit the wall of my porch. He pinned me, his hands at each side of my face as his body burned mine, the close contact driving me crazy.

“Don't be scared of me yet.” His voice was icy as he brought out the sunflower from his chest pocket. The wind caused weak strands of my hair to scatter across my face, so I shivered slightly when he pushed them aside, almost lovingly from my face.

He then used the sun flower to adorn my hair, placing it by a side of it. It was totally unexpected. When he was satisfied, he stepped away from me, calling me beautiful again.

I followed him to his car and we zoomed off. The court wedding was a bit weirder than I thought. I told no one about the marriage, but he seemed to have an audience.

Except, the ‘audience’ terrified the hell out of me. Filling the seats were tons of bodyguards in an all black outfit. The only thing bright about the hall was my dress.

As we walked down to meet the legal officer, he whispered subtly, telling me to relax and smile.

“Smile, pretty woman. You wouldn't want people to think I tricked you into this when we signed a contract consensually.”

I hated him!

After what felt like hours, rings were exchanged, and I stiffened the second he lowered his face so he could kiss me. I wasn't prepared for the way he aggressively pushed me towards him, grabbed me by the waist before bruising the insides of my mouth with the hot way he kissed me. It had me gasping, hoping for more. He kissed me like he didn't care if we were in public. When he was done, he let me go.

I guess now I was officially married to this monster. How convenient. We even had matching rings on.

He drove us, alone. Just before we could get to the hospital, he took a sharp turn.

Panic flooding my being, I questioned his behavior in my fit of shock.

“Where are we going?” My eyes widened, my voice shaky.

He turned to look at me, wearing an amused grin on his face.

“You'll see.” Uneasiness was my literal definition at that moment. I felt chills, I couldn't calm down. I hoped everything was fine.

Soon we stopped in front of an ice cream shop. He told me to be good then left the car.

He came back moments later with a bag of ice cream. I stared at him, puzzled, but I said nothing as he finally drove us back to the hospital.

Upon reaching there, I watched him silently as we entered the hospital and he told me to get to a certain floor and wait.

Panic set in again. I was scared of him and I still didn't want to be away from him, so I still pursed my lips and did as told.

Getting to the floor, I waited. When he arrived, he was alone but with our marriage certificate.

“We are meeting my grandma today. Remember how I told you it's her dying wish? Behave.”

“I always behave.” I shot back at him and he immediately turned back to look at me. His eyes bored into my soul and a smirk stretched his mouth a little. How badly I wanted him to kiss me again.

“Careful there.” His voice was raspy, and a warning was all over it. I listened and followed behind him as we walked into the most grand hospital room I had ever been in.