Cassidy POV
The ride home was silent except for my quiet sobs. I sat crumpled in the backseat, my wedding dress was wrinkled and stained with tears. My mother's cold gaze bored into me and my father's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white.
When we arrived, I barely had time to gather my thoughts before my father yanked me out of the car, dragging me into the house. He shoved me forward and I stumbled, falling to my knees on the hard floor.
"Get up," he barked.
I rose slowly, my body trembling.
He came to stand before me, his expression was as cold and unforgiving as stone. "I've made a decision," He said, his voice devoid of warmth. "I've just accepted a marriage proposal from the Alpha of the White Hill Pack. He has been reaching out for a while and you'll marry his son."
My eyes widened, my breath catching in my throat.
"What?" I whispered, my voice trembling.