Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

Tyler parted his lips first. I was left panting, grasping his wrist as I caught my breath.

"I love you," he murmured as he slowly pulled away his face.

"I love you too."

As the sound of the silver-and-blue bells spread in the air, Tyler and I walked the blood red carpet with hands entwined to one another, souls bound to each other.

We walked down the carpet not just as husband and wife, but as two souls connected with a far deeper bond-

We walked down the aisle as mates, unyielding and unbroken. Shining and jovial as ever. "Long live Elaine and Tyler!" Everyone cheered as each one of them raised a flower. I don't know why they are saying as if we're newly crowned English royalty but I smiled anyway.

As they hoisted their flowers, a strong wind blew every last petal away from the stem. It was such a mesmerizing view-a shower of petals that seemed like cascading from the starry sky.

Tyler squeezed my hand and he hoisted it, the ribbons dancing as the wind blew past our direction. The cheer from the attendees even grew louder as Tyler kissed my cheeks softly.

"Shall we begin being a couple now?" He whispered, ivory teeth flashing. I didn't need to look at the people of Stella's Soul's expressions when Tyler said that.

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I beamed at my husband. "We already have."

The bridesmaids followed me out to the edge of the water. I don't recognize most of them but I am sure half of them are mortals and half of them are she-wolves, the same as the groomsmen. The entourage is balanced with the number of mortals and werewolves because that's what Stella's Soul is anyway-a place for both kinds to prosper and live together, letting the strength of love surpass envy and judgment.

The sand was harder here. I slipped off my white wedge shoes and let my toes sink down into it. The water is refreshing and cool and pleasant.

"One, two, three!" Then a flash from the camera and the sound of it made me quickly smile without even brushing away the strands of hair that blocked my eyes.

My bridesmaids closed the distance from me and we ended up with several memorable posts that I only managed to do with a few of my mortal friends in Maine.

"Reception time, everyone!"

Tyler took my hand and we led the different packs and cluster of mortals to The Arena- which a hint of sadness briefly flashed in my face due to my memory of Rowena there but it eventually vanished as soon as a myriad of circular tables, covered in silver and blue cloth appeared before me. To the side are rectangular tables all filled with food and beverages and desserts. On the stage was a large picture of me and Tyler photoshopped in a romantic scene: him lifting me from the ground as our faces nearly met.

Tyler left my hand to shake hands with seasonal servants like Nicole who only often attends and he rarely meets.

I saw Jason dressed like Marilyn Manson, an electric guitar dangling from him. He looks much happier than an hour ago though I did not see him during the wedding ceremony or maybe he's just in the corner because I was so focused on Tyler and our wedding.

"Hi, Jason!" I waved as soon as I saw him, brushing aside the embarrassment I feel due to the prison encounter earlier.

  "Ooh, how's my sister-in-law, hm?" He immediately hugged me as if his anger never existed an hour ago.

"Tyler, uhm, how's Rowena?" I asked shyly.

"She's fine, I guess. I haven't visited her since this morning. I was busy practicing for this reception's music which will be led by us, The Brown Boys. It's been a while since I played a mortal instrument." Jason chuckled and winked before saying goodbye as another male dressed almost like him dragged him to the stage. They need to begin playing now in order to make midnight more alive as far as I've heard from their conversation, not even paying attention to me as the bride, as the new family member in Stella's Soul.

  "Maybe they are just busy. Everyone has their role and I must not be overly emotional," I said to myself.

But did I just hear clearly what Jason said before disappearing? Did he really not visit Rowena since morning or even meet me at the prison earlier?

"Elaine!" That female voice only belongs to one person.

    "Melissa!"

"Congratulations!" She hugged me tightly and I almost could not breathe when she lifted

me an inch from the stone earth. "Oh m—you finally passed through everything! Welcome to the family!" The pregnant woman is so happy, so smiling.

    But my head began spinning.

    "Elaine?"

My sight began to fade.

"Elaine?" Melissa's voice echoed.

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    Then I collapsed.

"Elaine!!!"

The lavish Swarovski engagement ring in my finger faced me, beside it was the wedding ring that Tyler slid-

"What time is it? Where am I?!"

"Relax, Elaine. You just fainted." Tyler's voice is so sexy. But that sexiness was not enough

to stop the terror in my system.

"You're pregnant, Elaine." Melissa muttered beside me. I can still hear the music and the reverie from the reception even from here.

  "What?!" Tyler and I both bellowed at the same time.

  Melissa only nodded her head. "The doctor told me minutes ago, the one playing the drum in Jason's band."

"Just an hour of being a bride, you already lost balance. Is that a bad omen?" Jose's face is facing me directly; his body leaning at the back of the headboard of this bed.

I just noticed this bed was not situated beside the wall.

Jose was no longer wearing a tuxedo. He's now wearing a shiny black leather jacket above a bloody red shirt. Melissa is still wearing that off-shoulder midnight blue dress. Tyler, like his Beta, is wearing a leather jacket-except for the plain white polo shirt underneath it. I looked down at my body and realized I was no longer wearing the heavy but stunning wedding dress. I am now wearing a royal blue spaghetti dress that made my breasts almost left unclothed. I don't know why people think that, if you're showing too much skin, it means you're sexy. For me, it's not. Absolutely not.

  "I would like to change my clothes..."

; "Didn't you like the dress I picked for you?" I never noticed Meah, who was beside Jose, if she did not speak.

  "This is too revealing." I can see Tyler grinning.

Jose only smirked. "Of course, give the married woman a proper dress, will you?" His voice is sarcastic and Meah immediately recognizes it, rolling her eyes as she walks away. ; "How long have I been carrying a child?"

    "Two weeks," replied Jose.

"How did you know?" Melissa demanded.

; "What? I just heard your conversation with that doctor."

"But it's a women's conversation!"

Tyler and I only laughed as I slowly willed my body to sit.

; "I am a werewolf who can easily hear the voices beside the room, what do you expect,

woman?!"

Jose pouted cutely.

"I'm hungry," I sighed.

"Of course you are. It's already two in the morning," Tyler pressed a hand on my forehead.

; Jose only huffed a breathy laugh. "Why didn't I realize both of you are already acting like

a couple even before you are wedded?!"

Tyler gave his sister-in-law a tight nod. Melissa pulled Jose and dragged him outside the door. "Wait, what are you doing?" Jose demanded. I held my laugh when I saw his face. "It's still two in the morning, don't tell me they will be having sex in a hospital bed!"

  But the door still slammed shut.

  Tyler looked at me with worry and happiness. "Now that you're mine, can we be kinky now?"

I gave him a half-smile. "No, thank you. I prefer a vanilla sex relationship."

  Even if I tried to protest, because first of all, the door is not fucking locked, Tyler

still dived down in my mouth.

  Only to be stopped when Meah entered, as silent as a sleeping cat.