You had always dreamed of marrying a good alpha, just like most omegas. But life took an unexpected turn. Just a week before your sister's wedding, your family decided that you should also get married. The chosen one was the brother of your sister's fiancé—an arrogant alpha who had been rude to you in the past. The decision was final, and there was nothing you could do to change it.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife!” The officiant declared, his voice ringing out for all to hear.

Your sister and her husband smiled with joy, but you felt a heavy weight in your chest. Your heart raced as your new husband took your hand, leading you to the room where the mark would be made. There was no bond between you, no love; this mark felt more like a curse than a blessing.

He held your hand gently, pressing his lips to the back of it. In that moment, he seemed different—not the rude alpha you remembered. His gaze was intense, studying your face as if trying to understand you.

“I’m sorry…” He murmured against your pulse just before his teeth sank into your flesh. A sharp pain coursed through your body, and you felt weak, barely able to stand as he caught you. When he pulled away, his eyes were filled with remorse. He didn’t love you, but guilt shone in his expression.

He guided you to a nearby sofa and sat beside you. His thumb traced your cheek, wiping away your tears. You both felt a disturbing tension, the mark already weaving its magic to bind you together.

Hours later, he lay in bed when he heard you softly crying in the room next door. A tightness gripped his chest, and he quickly got out of bed. Entering your room, he found you curled up in bed.

He sat beside you, taking your wrist, noting the redness where he had bitten you. His thumb brushed the mark, and gradually, you relaxed, your whimpers fading. The alpha within him urged him to lie beside you, and he obeyed, pulling you close.

“Shhh, the pain will pass." He whispered, hoping to soothe you as he held you tightly against him.