A Bride For The Beast

Star:

A new bride?

What the hell.

I watch one of Alpha Klein’s men leave the room, and the other comes for me, grabbing my bicep and closing his thick palms with it.

I turn to Alpha Ark and Luna Moria at light speed.

“What is going on? Alpha Ark, what is happening?” My voice is trembling really badly.

Alpha Ark looks away.

They’re both not replying.

“What is happening?” I yell, almost crying.

Alpha Klein gives the man holding me a look, and the man nods in return before leaving the room. You’d know they just shared something through the mind link.

Something I wish for too.

The moment Alpha Klein leaves the room, Moria walks up to me.

“You should be glad we’re doing this,” she says.

“What?” I am puzzled.

“We’re only doing this for the safety of our pack; the alpha king helped us greatly, once, and it is only right we pay him back. Our lives will only be safe if we pay back and are the alpha king’s Ally.”

“And how and why am I the solution to this? Being the monomous, ruthless alpha bride. What about Blythe and any other members of the pack? I am sure they’re more capable than I am…” I can feel my tears gathering up.

Moria scoffs. “Don’t you dare think you can walk in the same shoes as my daughter or other members of the pack?"

My heart suddenly punches itself at her words.

“But what do you mean? I am part of the Redmoon Pack."

Aren’t I?

I know I get mistreated a lot, but it’s still my home. I can’t imagine being somewhere.

“Don’t be delusional; you living with us has been hell. Do you know how hard it has been for the last nineteen years, looking at your dreadful face every passing hour, walking with us, and being in the same space with us? Nobody ever wanted you; you were completely worthless—no wolf, no mate. You were completely useless to the pack. And no matter how others complained, I couldn’t do anything. And now you’re getting out of our hands. This suddenly feels like the best night ever. And don’t you dare think I’ll hand over any of my precious she-wolves including my Blythe to that beast…”

As the word leaves Moria’s mouth, it continues playing in my head, each one cutting through like a knife.

I find myself struggling to maintain my composure. I was fighting back the tears that threatened to spill over, and my heart feels as if it is shattering into a million pieces. My self-worth seemed to be vanishing before my eyes, and I couldn’t stop the sinking feeling of despair.

The one place I’ve always called home, despite being an outcast, has suddenly become the least I will ever want to call home.

Depriving me of my stance and freely giving me to the beast called Alpha Klein

I want to talk, tell Moria that she is wrong, we can forget all she just said, and I can go back to being an omega within the Redmoon pack and cleaning up Blythe's mess. Things don't have to change all of a sudden.

But I can’t find my voice.

I consciously realise one of Alpha Klein's men has been holding my hand after he growls beside me.

So all this time, I was just some tool to the Redmoon pack, a debt and an assurance for the Redmoon to become the Alpha King’s Ally.

A king who doesn’t care about other wolves lives, and a bride he clearly just wants for concession

Like a low blow, Moria speaks up.

“Take her away, please; His Highness is waiting and she’s making me want to throw up.”

-

I am willingly walking side by side with the Alpha King’s man without him forcing me to even go with him. I feel my whole world cluster up before me.

Now, outside, I see Every werewolf has left the now-destroyed banquet hall and is now standing outside, with dirty dresses and tuxedos, dust on their bodies, and scratches. Some have a wounded limb or thick cuts that will probably heal in no time.

Alpha Klein sure has no chill.

Watching me go with the Alpha King’s man, they all give me nothing but a glare, and my ears start to pick up their horrid murmurs.

“She’s finally leaving us."

“I can’t wait to see her wreck under the Beast’s roof.”

“So this whole thing was all her fault?"

“Finally, I can’t stand her.”

“Better off as a rogue or the Alpha King's bride. One night, and he’s already shoving his claws into her neck for being pathetic.”

“She ruined my night... You are so going to pay for this star."

Blythe’s familiar voice crosses my ear, and my head snaps in her direction.

Her dress is badly torn, and she is leaning into her mate, who is bleeding from his arm.

Her fiery hazel eyes glowed as she passed me a glare.

I look away, shaking in my dress.

I feel empty, as if something has been ripped off of me.

This is everything that is close to banishment.

Being offered to the Alpha King, the so-called Beast, every sane female wolf would avoid, and yet, here I am. Being taken to be his bride for no reason explained to me.

Could my life get any worse? How is any of this my fault?

I don’t think of anything else and just let my body wander with Klein’s men. To become The Beast king Bride.

Hoping he doesn’t kill me a bit too early.

I haven’t lived yet…

My head starts to think of the horrible things every living werewolves has said about him. How he has gotten a bride before, but because she didn't align with his commands, she hasn't been heard from in ages.

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