9. Alpha Nicklaus's Regret

Nicklaus's POV

After the priest announced us as husband and wife, we kissed, and I felt a bit off. But anyway, she is my wife and Luna—I need to make her happy. The dance was called for, and we were meant to open the dance floor.

"May I have this dance?" I asked.

"Yes, my Alpha," she said with a smile.

I remembered the first time I danced with her; I felt happy, and my heart kept beating very fast. Why am I not experiencing any of these signs while dancing with her now? Is it because I am expecting too much from her today, or is it because we got intoxicated that night? Well, I can't afford to ruin things.

"Alpha, is everything okay?" she questioned.

"Yes, everything is fine. I guess I am just too excited about today. Look at us—heroes and heroines of our packs. We brought peace," I decided to engage in a conversation, hoping it would help me.

After the dance, we took our seats and watched others dance. I noticed the way the Beta of her father looked at her. Are they close or what, I wondered. She excused herself, and I had to thank some special guests for honoring the invitation to my wedding.

"Martins," I sent a message to my Beta.

"Yes, Alpha."

"Have you seen my wife? She is taking longer than expected," I said, scanning the entire place.

"No, I haven't seen her, Alpha, but I will look for her."

"Okay, I just want to make sure she is safe," I said to him.

While waiting for my Luna, I remembered seeing tears in the eyes of Tracy's younger sister. Why was she crying? Does she have a crush on me or something? Well, it's obvious—I am this handsome.

I suddenly saw my Luna coming with the Beta of her father's pack. I approached her, and she sounded a bit off. "Where did you go?"

"Oh, my father's beta was just updating me on some new developments in the pack. You know, even if we are married, I am still the warrior of the pack."

"Sure, it's time for our toast," I said to her. I know for sure she is lying to me. She smells like someone who just had sex, but why am I thinking this deeply? There is no way she is having sex with an old man like him when I am of young blood.

Lastly, I am the first and only guy she has ever been with, so I trust her.

After the wedding concluded, it was time to return to my mansion. Right in the car, she started kissing me and got on top of me. If I didn't control myself, I might have ended up having sex with her in the car. How could she be this wild? Am I missing something here? Lethal remained silent, and when he finally spoke, he sounded angry, saying I had abandoned our original mate for her.

Tracy deserved to be called my Luna, not the other sister who is a flirt. I still can't believe a woman would be engaging in so much sexual activity with different men. She seems lost. Tracy kissed me as soon as we entered our bedroom. "I can't wait to ride the hell out of you. I'll make you feel like a man. Just give me a few minutes to take my bath." She went to the bathroom, and I finally felt relieved.

Her kissing skills were terrible, and her lips tasted different from the girl I kissed that night. Did I marry the wrong person? Why is she so overtly sexual? The girl I slept with, whose virginity I took, should be shy and nervous around me. I suppose there's a way to find out if I've made a mistake or not – through the birthmark on her back and face.

She performed some suggestive moves around me, which I enjoyed for the sake of lust, but there was no emotional connection. She had a strong scent of sex, as if she was always engaging in it. When I touched her, I noticed her vagina was unusually open, and her clitoris wasn't as prominent as it should be. Additionally, the birthmark was absent from her back and face. I had made a mistake. It hit me hard when I realized how foolish I had been. Regret overwhelmed me.

I abruptly stopped the sexual encounter. "Stop."

"My love, why? Should I play some music to set a sexier mood in the room?"

"I'm not in the mood for sex right now." I tried to remain calm, not wanting to hurt her.

"Don't worry, I can put you in the mood. I'm good at this."

"I said I'm not in the mood," I yelled at her, and she fell silent.

"I'm sorry, I need some fresh air." I got dressed and left. I needed space to think, so I drove to a nearby hotel to clear my head.

I reflected on the conversation I had with Martins before my marriage. "What do you want, Martins?" I asked my Beta, who was about to disturb my sleep.

"Don't be angry about what I'm about to say, Alpha."

"I'm already angry, but because you're my Beta, I'll let it slide. So, speak." I ordered him, sensing his fear.

"Everything for the wedding is all set. When should I arrange the meeting between you and your bride-to-be?"

"That's not necessary at all. I've already met her once, and that's enough. I want to see her only on our wedding day. Is that why you're bothering me?"

"I'm sorry, Alpha. You can punish me for asking a pointless question." He immediately dropped to his knees, asking for punishment and mercy.

Now, I have to face the consequences of my carelessness. I despise my arrogance. As my world finally quieted down, regret and sadness began to consume my heart. I had rejected my mate – my mate, Gabriella. The memory of that rainy night when I turned her down tore at my heart. The look on her face, about to cry, shattered me. I can't even fathom what today's wedding would be like with my true mate here, witnessing all of this. I'm on the brink of insanity.

"You're wrong, you bastard!" My wolf burst out and howled.

"You need to pray for forgiveness from our mate right now, NOW!" I could feel my wolf's pain.