Page 10 of Cruel Alpha Bully

She feels it, too!

Abruptly, she lets go of me. The song finishes, and she steps away and fades into the crowd. I’m completely maddened by her retreat and almost chase her down, but I’m immediately surrounded by well-wishers again.

I can’t believe I’m being kept away from my wife—on my wedding night!

The party runs late, and people don’t start to wind down until after midnight. I’m looking for Gina in the thinning crowd when one of the bridal party—Jill—tells me she already left.

“What?” I say, unable to accept the words. “What do you mean, left?”

“She had sore feet from the heels,” Jill says, standing close to me and rubbing my arm. “I told her she should go and have a rest. It’s been a big day for her, after all.”

“But… it’s our wedding night!”

“I know,” Jill says sympathetically. “But you know Gina. She’s just a bit… different.”

She sure is.

“Well, where did she go?” I ask impatiently.

“I’m not sure,” Jill says with an air of confusion. “Maybe back to her mom’s, or here at the cabin. The party isn’t done yet, though. Why don’t you come and have a drink, or dance with me a little? The music will improve when the elders head off home.”

“No, thank you,” I mutter, stepping away from her.

I can see my friends and other young pack members hanging out, still partying, but I have no urge to join them. There is only one thing I want, and that is Gina.

What a great start to our life together!

Chapter 5 - Gina

The wedding was nothing short of hell. A few days have gone by, and I still don’t feel recovered from the stress. I keep thinking about how it was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. Instead, it was full-on torture.

Standing in Bae’s kitchen with my hands wrapped around a cup of coffee, I’m still trying to process the fact that I didn’t just marry Bae. I moved in with him, too.

We even sleep in the same bed.

I literally flinch at the thought. It’s a big bed. So far, we’ve slept in it for three nights and not touched each other once.

The morning after the wedding, Bae was furious that I’d slept at my parents’ house. I didn’t even really intend to abandon him at the reception, I was just so tired from keeping up appearances all night that I had to rest. When Mom asked me if I wanted to go home with her to unwind, I agreed and ended up falling asleep on the couch in my wedding dress.

Bae woke me early and practically hog-tied me to take me back to his place. He started banging on the door at 6 am.

“Gina, are you in there?”

I woke up so suddenly, I almost jumped right off the couch to the floor. For a second, I couldn’t remember where I was.

Waking up in a wedding dress isn’t something you do every day, though.

Bae kept knocking, and I got up as quickly as I could and ran to the door before he could wake the whole neighborhood.

“Will you calm down?” I snapped as I threw the door open. “What’s wrong?”

His amber eyes seemed to glow. I couldn’t tell if he was angry or upset. “You left the wedding,” he said.

I nodded, staring him down. “Yes, I did.”

I enjoyed the tortured look on his face a lot more than I should have.

“But it was supposed to be our wedding night,” he said, sounding almost plaintive.

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