CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

We reach the village.

I should be happy. I am about to marry my Alpha.

But instead, I feel terrible about the curse.

"What's wrong?" he asks me.

"I have a bad feeling."

"You're not still worry about the witch and her spell, are you?"

"Yes."

"Don't." He smiles at me. "I told you I don't believe the witch. You should be happy. We are getting married."

I fall silent. I feel torn. I don't know how to tell my Alpha what is really going on in my mind.

I don't think I can marry him.

He leads me to the village center. A woman stands outside a cottage. She has been waiting for us.

The woman smiles at my Alpha. "It is good to see you again."

"And you."

They embrace. I feel a pang of jealousy. Who is this woman? Why are they meeting again?

"I heard you had found a mate," she continues. "You have brought her with you, I see."

She looks over at me. I think I see judgement in her eyes.

My alpha smiles. "I did." He looks at me with pride. "This is her."

"Are you ready to marry?" the