MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. We are married and belong to each other but how come I don't remember being married at all? Ayla, a beautiful girl from Salem village losses her mind when her stepmother sells her to an old ugly man, Mr Parker but following a series of massacres in the village, on the day she is supposed to be given to Mr Parker, The monstrous werewolf, Gerard Jarek claims that he would only stop the attack as long as she is given to him as his wife. What would Ayla do to escape the clutches of this beast? Would she accept him as her husband or find another way. Is she as innocent as everyone thinks or is she a badass girl with an innocent face? New book here. Do well to vote and enjoy. PS, This book cover isn't mine shout out to the owner.
"Dance with me." he requested. I turned around and looked at him quizzically.
"Huh...But there is no music." I chuckled wondering why he would want to dance right now.
He said nothing and just took one of my hands and placed his second hand on my waist.
"Okay..." seems like he didn't need music after all.
Our bodies moved together even though there was no music. There was something different about this dance, maybe it was the odd silence or the uncommon peace.
We danced for a while without saying anything but we seemed to understand each other well.
Suddenly, he stopped moving. I wanted to tell him something and this might just be the right time.
"Gerard I..."
"I'll be out of town for a while."
I had barely even stated what I wanted to say before he dropped the bombshell.