Chapter 8

“Come here, Bride.”

Jennifer paused. ‘Bride? Did he call me bride?’

Unbeknownst to her, a blush crept onto her cheeks. Alpha Mark’s words echoed in her mind as she grappled with the reality that he was now her husband despite their marriage being a mere formality. Denial was no longer an option.

She shifted her gaze toward him, and he gestured for her to join him on the bed. Slowly, she approached and settled on the opposite side of the bed.

He threw the towel to the couch and turned his head to her.

“What were you looking at?” He asked.

Her eyes were on the bed sheet. “Nothing.”

“Why are you blushing?”

“B-Blushing?”

She touched her cheeks and felt her cheeks become hot.

“Perhaps you started to think this marriage is the real one.”

Raising her head, she met his gaze and found herself utterly speechless. His intense, dark eyes held her captive, rendering her unable to move as if she were trapped in an irresistible addiction. What was happening?

She had heard about him a lot. Rumors cir