Anika Damon preferred Fiora. It was only because Mathew was saved by Aurelie, leaving her blind, that she had to accept that her future daughter-in-law wouldn't be Fiora.

In Anika's eyes, Aurelie's blindness wasn't the only thing that made her worthless, but she was also useless, being just an Omega without an inner wolf.

Even her appearance was rustic and unattractive, leading Anika to often curse Mathew's misfortune.

That's why, to show her dissatisfaction, Anika deliberately sent Aurelie a pink bridesmaid dress instead of a real wedding dress.

She took advantage of Aurelie's blindness, confident that Aurelie wouldn't realize that the pink dress wasn't a real wedding dress.

She wanted to embarrass Aurelie on her wedding day so that, once she became part of the Damon family as a daughter-in-law, she wouldn't dare mess around.

Several servants in the house witnessed the commotion between Aurelie and Anika.

They were surprised, because it was unusual for Aurelie to be as rude and fierce as she was towards Anika.

Then, they saw the pink wedding dress in Aurelie's hands and began whispering among themselves.

"That's not the wedding dress Ms. Aurelie is supposed to wear. That's a bridesmaid's dress!"

"Shhh, don't interfere. That fierce Mrs. Anika will scold you if she finds out you made that comment."

"Poor Ms. Aurelie. She'll look like a bridesmaid, and if the guests bully her, she'll be the one to blame."

"I think Mrs. Anika did it on purpose. You know she doesn't like Ms. Aurelie, right?"

Aurelie's keen hearing caught every word with crystal clear clarity.

She sat on the chair, hugging the bridesmaid's dress, and heard familiar footsteps coming down from the second floor.

"Tch, annoying!" Fiora grumbled. She grabbed Mathew's face and planted a kiss on his lips before leaving.

Matthew straightened his clothes and approached Aurelie. "Hey, honey, why are you sitting here alone? I was looking for you."

Aurelie didn't move. "I didn't know you were looking for me. I thought you were just busy talking to someone else."

Matthew reached out, took Aurelie's hand, and squeezed it gently. Aurelie felt disgusted, smelling Fiora's strong perfume clinging to Mathew. She pulled her hand away and sighed.

"Is this the wedding dress you're going to wear tomorrow?" Mathew asked. "It's beautiful. The color suits you."

Aurelie wanted to vomit because of Mathew's scent. She let go of her fiancé's embrace and stepped away, approaching the door to the attic.

"I need to rest for a while, Mathew. Sorry I can't take you out. My head is spinning," Aurelie said.

She didn't wait for Mathew to answer and left.

The next day, Mathew took Aurelie to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

"Are you two going to register your marriage?" the registrar asked.

Matthew glanced at Aurelie, who was standing a distance away, and whispered, "I'm just dropping off my sister. She's blind. The groom is a little late, but he'll be here soon. Just write down their names. Aurelie Shane Lyman and Vincent Alexander Keagan."

"That Vincent Keagan?" asked the registrar.

"Yes, THAT Vincent Keagan," snapped Mathew.

Vincent Alexander Keagan is the sole heir to the famous hereditary aristocratic and millionaire family in America and Europe, The Keagan family.

He is a dominant Alpha, of the highest class, just like his father, Caleb Keagan XI, a respected naval general.

General Caleb Keagan was highly respected not only because of his loyalty to the country, but also because he was known for his courage and decisiveness.

The general's busy schedule made him neglect his only son's upbringing, especially after his wife died when their son was less than a year old.

Lonely and with all the luxurious amenities he had, Vincent grew up with a rebellious streak.

Vincent was a tough man, and many said he was cruel, oppressive, and unruly. He was notorious and feared in the city of Caraseen.

However, he was incredibly handsome, above average height, and well-built, with buttery skin and near-perfect facial features.

His eyes were caramel-colored, turning golden in the light. He had a sharp nose, a sharp jawline, and thin, bow-shaped lips.

His appearance caused many women to struggle with whether to hate or love him.

Furthermore, in addition to his wealthy family, Vincent was also a perfumery entrepreneur, the same industry as Mathew, making the two men business rivals.

She thought that the "Soul Caller" scent she had been searching for, convinced it would awaken her inner wolf, might be found in Vincent's perfume formula.

So, she pretended not to know about Mathew's scheme and sat quietly waiting for Vincent to arrive.

Nearly an hour later, Vincent arrived in a grand fashion, driving a brand-new black sports car, with a convoy of Betas and Gammas trailing behind him in other luxury cars.

They were quite striking, especially when Vincent entered the Bureau office, his handsome and charismatic appearance.

"Sir, don't be in such a hurry," said Gary Dornick, his Beta assistant. "You don't want to pick up the wrong bride."

"Tsk! I don't care about that. What's important is that my father keeps quiet about my life and his insistence that I marry," Vincent snapped.

Vincent glanced around and his eyes fixed on Aurelie, who sat quietly, staring straight ahead.

"What took you so long?" Mathew rebuked, annoyed, almost whispering. "And why do you have to be so obvious?"

Vincent snorted sarcastically. He pointed at Mathew's chest, who was shorter than him, with his index finger.

"Don't try to control me, Damon! You owe me, and this agreement was agreed upon when you begged me at the gambling table to forgive your debt in exchange for that blind bride," Mathew said firmly.

"She'll realize it's not me who's marrying her," Mathew whispered. "I can't marry her because the one I love is her sister. And you don't care who you marry because you only want to avenge your father, right?"

While the two men were usually at odds, this was the first time they were in complete agreement, despite their selfishness.

During the wedding registration photo session, Aurelie realized that the man beside her wasn't Mathew.

He was taller and bigger. He also smelled very different from Mathew's, which had been contaminated by Fiora's scent.

Mathew's scent was a blend of bitter cloves, tart bergamot, and a sharp oud note. Sometimes, when he sweated, the scent became overpowering and dizzying.

As for Vincent, Aurelie tried to process it in her mind for a moment. It was the fresh, sweet scent of pineapple, then after a little more than three seconds, a soft scent of lavender and geranium, and then a masculine cedarwood and white musk.

For some reason, Vincent's scent was pleasant.

Aurelie was calm and cooperative throughout the process. She followed all instructions without saying a word.

This attitude attracted Vincent to her. He sensed a faint smile in Aurelie's blind eyes.

Vincent thought Aurelie was naive, unaware that she had been "sold" by her own husband-to-be.

"Come on, Aurel, you have to sign this marriage certificate quickly so the process can be over," Mathew said impatiently.

Aurelie laughed to herself.

If signing the document meant severing all ties with Mathew forever, she wouldn't hesitate.

Aurelie signed her signature, and Vincent did the same.

From this moment on, we are enemies, Aurelie thought to herself. Mathew Damon was a stranger to me.

Matthew took Vincent's copy of the marriage certificate and used the word "borrow" silently.

"Aurel, I'll send someone to pick you up. I have something important to take care of first," Mathew said, and left in a hurry. "We met at the house."

"How ridiculous," Vincent said, holding back laughter, watching Mathew's behavior.

He turned to Aurelie, who was standing alone, and suddenly felt pity.

"Poor thing," whispered Varn, his inner wolf. "She looks lonely. A beautiful woman wasted by a fool!"

Initially, Vincent had made a pact with Mathew that he would wait until after the wedding ceremony at the Damon home to speak with Aurelie and reveal everything.

However, seeing Aurelie now, he chose to break his promise and approach her.

"Sir, where are you going?" Gary asked, shocked.

Vincent didn't answer, standing beside Aurelie, staring at the face of the woman who had become his wife, his heart suddenly beating faster.

"Aurelie Lyman," Vincent said. "Do you know who I am?"

Aurelie turned to Vincent and smiled.

Vincent was captivated. He had never seen such clear, though empty, eyes.

The eyes were shaped like almonds, and the eyeballs were dark bluish purple. It is a unique and very beautiful color combination.

Taking advantage of their proximity, Vincent examined Aurelie more closely.

This blind girl was very beautiful. Not a sharp kind of beauty, but delicate like a rose petal.

Her skin was pearly white, with a subtle pink hue. Her hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes were a mocha brown, all in perfect proportion to her petite face and petite body, only halfway up Vincent's upper arm

With her wavy hair flowing down her back, if she were wearing a short, lacy dress, she might have been mistaken for a fairy.

"Alpha Vincent, she smells so good," Varn said, sniffing the air. "Like roses and baby powder."

Vincent cleared his throat. "You might--"

"You're my husband, aren't you?" Aurelie replied softly. "We've signed the marriage certificate, and that officially declares us husband and wife."

"By the Moon Goddess, Alpha Vincent, this woman makes me feel weak," Varn murmured. "Her tenderness is truly enchanting."

Vincent felt his blood rushing to a single point in his body. Aurelie's voice was so soft and melodious. His desire rose uncontrollably.

"You know that-"

Aurelie nodded, cutting him off. "Yes, I know, and I think you should be at our wedding, right? Would you like to come to our wedding party?"

Vincent was surprised to learn that Aurelie had actually sensed it when he was sitting next to her during the photo session and the certificate signing, not Mathew, but she still went along with the wedding register without any hesitation.

"Hmm, this is interesting," Varn said. "The fact that she knew she was being lied to, yet she kept quiet and did it all."

"Do you really think she's blind?" Vincent asked. "Why do I feel like her eyes are too beautiful to be blind?"

"Test it," Varn said. "I'm curious too. Besides, I can't see any signs of her inner wolf."

Vincent then tested Aurelie using gestures. He waved his hand in front of her, as well as other methods to see if she was just pretending to be blind.

"She really is blind, Varn," Vincent said.

"And she's wolfless," Varn replied. "I didn't sense any inner wolf in her at all."

"This is getting interesting," Vincent said with a grin. "An make me curious."

The car that was picking Aurelie up arrived. Vincent helped her into the car.

"I'm coming to our wedding," Vincent said with a chuckle. "You go on ahead."

When Aurelie arrived at the Damon family home, Caroline Lyman, her stepmother and Fiora, immediately greeted her impatiently.

They pulled Aurelie into the living room, where she tripped over a table leg and sat her down on the sofa.

"How is it? Have you finished registering your marriage with Mathew?" Caroline asked curiously. She glanced at Fiora and smiled.

Aurelie nodded. "Everything is over, and my marriage is officially registered."

Fiora took Aurelie's bag and forced it open. "Where's the marriage certificate?8 I want to see."

Fiora took Aurelie's marriage certificate and stared wide-eyed. She nudged her mother's arm and showed it.

Upon seeing that the groom listed on the document was Vincent Alexander Keagan, mother and daughter could barely contain their satisfaction and triumph.

Everybody knew that Vincent was a Casanova. He lived a carefree life, disliked ties, and only played around with women. He changed women every month, if not less.

Worse than that, no woman, human or werewolf, could stand him.

Rumors circulated that he was a sexual sadist, adding that many women had met their end in his bed.

Caroline grinned. A terrible fate at Vincent's hands seemed almost inevitable for Aurelie, especially since she was an Omega who had no inner wolf whatsoever.

Caroline was certain Aurelie wouldn't last more than a month with Vincent.

"We did it, Mom," Fiora whispered. "She'll be kicked out soon and was humiliated after Damon's family found out that she had--"

"Aurelie, are you here?"

Suddenly, Mathew entered the living room of his family's house, waving the marriage certificate in his hand.

"What's this? Why is the name on this certificate Vincent Keagan? Aurelie, have you changed my name to Vincent?" Mathew asked angrily.

Caroline and Fiora held back laughter. They knew Mathew was acting.

Aurelie didn't answer at all.

"She must have changed my name while I was taking care of the stamp duty and payment for this marriage certificate," Mathew said coldly. "You're really too much, Aurelie. You're blind, yet you can do something this cunning?"

Caroline and Fiora felt they had succeeded, quite easily getting rid of this "thorn in the flesh" named Aurelie, working with Mathew.

"Why would you do something like this, Aurelie?" Fiora said. "You'll embarrass Mathew!"

"This is no joke, Aurelie," Caroline retorted. "You're going to mess this whole thing up!"

The mother and daughter fully expected Aurelie to be kicked out of the Damon family without ceremony, leaving Fiora free to take her place and become the heir's wife of Damon family.

"What should I do?" Mathew muttered, feigning confusion. "I never expected Aurelie to treat me like this. If you really didn't want to marry me, couldn't you have just refused from the start, Aurelie?"

Fiora touched Mathew's shoulder and squeezed gently. "This is an important matter, and the wedding ceremony should be taking place soon. Your father needs to know about this before he receives his important guests."

Before Fiora finished speaking, Reynold Damon entered the living room with a beaming smile.

"Are the bride and groom ready? The blessing ceremony is about to begin, and I need to announce the bride and groom's names to the guests," Reynold said excitedly.

Matthew approached his father with a sad expression on his face.

"Dad, actually-"

"Mathew, just give the marriage certificate to your father," Fiora whispered from behind him.

"What's going on?" Reynold asked with a raised eyebrow. "Mathew? What's going on?"

Impatiently, Fiora handed Aurelie's marriage certificate to him.

Caroline gave Fiora a thumbs-up, and they both waited with bated breath, anticipating the moment when Aurelie would be humiliated and thrown out of the Damon family home.

Aurelie, on the other hand, remained calm. She simply listened intently as she waited to see what would happen.

"You're confusing me," Reynold said. "The guests are starting to arrive, and you're not even ready yet!"

He opened the marriage certificate and his eyes fell on the couple7 photo on the certificate and read the names Aurelie Shane Lyman and Vincent Alexander Keagan.

As Caroline, Fiora, and Mathew had predicted, Reynold immediately exploded in anger.

"WHAT THE HELL? AURELIE, EXPLAIN WHY VINCENT KEAGAN'S NAME IS ON THIS MARRIAGE CERTIFICATE?" Reynold shouted thunderously. "YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO MARRY MY SON!"

"Dad, calm down," Mathew said, pretending to reassure his father, but the corners of his lips quirked up in a smile.

"Maybe Aurelie doesn't want to marry me and-"

"IF SHE DIDN'T WANT TO MARRY YOU, WHY DIDN'T SHE REFUSE FROM THE FIRST!" Reynold shouted. "FURTHER THAN, SHE'S ALSO MARRIED TO VINCENT KEAGAN, OUR ARCH ENEMY!"

Caroline pulled Aurelie's hand, causing her to fall to the floor.

"Aurelie, you must explain your intentions and apologize to Mr. Damon," Caroline snapped fiercely.

Reynold's loud voice caught the attention of the guests already present in the foyer, and they gathered curiously at the threshold of the living room.

Vincent had just gotten out of his car when he heard Reynold's shout. He calmly entered the Damon family home and stood behind the other guests who had gathered to watch.

Vincent's above-average height made it easy for him to see what was happening in the living room.

His heart throbbed with emptiness when he saw Aurelie sitting on the floor, surrounded by the shouts and screams of the people standing around her.

Vincent's fists clenched tightly, and he stepped forward, pushing through the crowd and open his mouth...