Chapter 56-Out of Control

Jane

Staring down at the altar where Ethan and I were married fills me with both joy and pain. It looks exactly the same as it had that night, and if I close my eyes I can almost imagine that I’m eighteen again: full of love and hope, my biggest wor ry in the entire world being that I wouldn’t be accepted at Ethan’s chosen mate.

I was so foolish – so naive. Our honeymoon didn’t even last a day. When we returned to the city the next morning, we were expecting a blowout fight with Ethan’s parents, but it turned out that the best night of our lives was followed by one of the hardest days we’d ever experience. Ethan’s father had died of a sudden heart attack in the night, and suddenly my eighteen-year-old husband was forced to defend his right to become Alpha. He fought and defeated more than a dozen wolves before he could bury his father or announce our mar riage.

However when the dust finally did settle, there was no one left to object to his choice of mate. Ethan Blackwell was Alpha once and for all, and we had been married before the Goddess. We made history in more ways than one. Ethan be come the youngest Alpha the NightFang pack had ever known, and I became the first omega Luna. A few months lat er we had a second, more formal wedding with half the pack in attendance, but from that day on I had a target on my back, even though I didn’t know it yet.

“You promised I wouldn’t regret marrying you.” | state softly. “You lied.”

“I know.” Ethan admits, his voice full of regret. “I broke a lot of promises we made that day.”

“Why did you bring me here?” I ask, feeling my eyes burn with the threat of tears.

“I thought you’d like it.” He answers simply. “No matter what happened afterwards, I’d like to think that night is still a good memory for you.”

“It’s a painful memory.” I lie. I’ve returned to that night far too many times to count in my dreams, and though I wouldn’t change having my pups for anything, part of me still wishes we could go back to such a simple time. “I think you wanted to confuse me with the past or guilt me for leaving you.”

Fat grey clouds are swirling in the distance, reflecting my sullen mood. If confusing me was his intention it absolutely worked, especially since the bastard is still touching me and making my body feel too many things it shouldn’t. I try to shake him off, but there’s nowhere to run in this damned bal loon.

“Actually I planned this before you came clean.” Ethan says, surprising me, “I was going to use it to try to make you admit your true identity, but I went ahead with it after you confessed because it’s a special place for us both.”

Not for the first time, I wonder at how calmly he’s be haved about everything I did to get away from him

he thinks this is all some big game. “Why don’t you

what?”

hands, some of the Champagne

of my glass, and I turn on Ethan. “That I had an affair, that I left

The feeling of his tongue lapped at the sparkling droplet erases all thought from my brain for a moment, particularly as I remember how talented

able effort. “It doesn’t seem like

enough to pour a bit more wine.

Alpha must have corrupted him how else could the lov ing man I married be so cruel? Now I’m beginning to wonder if he’s not simply an incredible actor. Maybe this is what he does when he isn’t in control: he pretends to be affectionate and caring in order to get

brow. “Would you rather I punish

– I’ve had enough of your

that’s why.” He announces cryptically,

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emotion darting across his too-hand

you’re letting it go?” | clarify, not quite

served.” He remarks absently, staring past me with a furrowed brow. “That’s strange.” He says, more to himself

practical ly jump out of

swift and purposeful. Cocking my head as I watch him work, I belatedly realize that it’s got ten oddly dark

I can only blink in shock and horror at the huge black clouds barreling towards us, blocking out the stunning sunset and moving so fast that the wind

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