Lucien’s pov.
I was standing near the railings in the mansion, with my beta Brian, watching my wife, Kayla, go down the stairs gingerly. Her steps were gentle. Her movement, elegant. Her demeanor, graceful. She smiled sweetly as she greeted the pack members waiting for her. Anna introduced her to everyone. She cracked jokes and laughed with them. The temperature in the mansion had suddenly become so warm. I found my eyes glued to her, and my wolf singing her praise in my mind, mainly to irritate me.
I didn’t like her. Not one bit. But I couldn’t help but feel like something had changed within a day. She used to pester me all day long but now that we were married, she suddenly became reserved. Last night, she barged into my room. It was obvious what she was there for but she changed later
