All Chapters of Forced Marriage To The Alpha : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

A Decade Earlier...Alpha Victor looked closely at the little children playing in his courtyard celebrating his only son's ninth birthday party. The party just started, but he was disappointed that not all of his guests arrived. This was the day he would choose among the wonderful and suitable girls at the party who would marry his son. This was a very important decision, for if he chooses the wrong Luna, this great and mighty pack will be no more."Honey, stop watching your guests and welcome them" Luna Hillary of Black Diamonds Pack whispered to her husband."The witch said tonight," he replied smoothly."Do you really trust that woman? For all we know, she just wanted to wake us up that night," she soothed cupping his cheek to look at her."You don't understand my love. It happened to me, as well as my father. This is vital" Alpha Victor snapped his head to the sound of his Beta."I hate to interrupt your evening sir, but a rouge has crossed over our boundary and we know him," Beta

I parked outside our school."You must admit he is cute." She grinned at me. For the past ten minutes it took us to come to school, Jasmine blabbered about guys in the school. She then accused me of liking her boyfriend which I quickly denied, but here she was talking about how cute he is."I guess," I sighed not caring if she'll use that for her benefit later."Okay. Later junior," she said coming out of the car with a sly smile. Yep, this conversation is going to haunt me."Later old woman," I watched her expression change set hard immediately.She then came out of the car to be tackled by her popular friends and the rest of the school population that absolutely adore her.I walked up the dreaded stairs of our school. I looked back at my cousin giving me a deadly glare and being the sweet one, gave her a flashing white smile. And let us not forget the flicker of my middle finger. Her glare turned into a scowl. Ain't I the best cousin ever? Yes I am. I turned around and my face met t

"How is this dinner even relevant?" I asked my father as I came downstairs.I was dressed in a plain tight fitted black dress with gold earrings and a gold necklace as well that looked like two as a design. My hair was let free in its natural loose curls. Simple black pumps were on my feet. Simple and chic. Just the way I wanted to look. Jas won today. I didn't want to overdo anything for these people and I didn't want to give off the wrong impression that I actually liked them. Or was this outfit actually showing that I liked them? Arghh! I then wished I would have just stayed in my pjs and have mom drag down the stairs. That would definitely give the impression I dislike them or just plain don't care. My dress suddenly felt as if it was too short and I found the urge to stretch it further down but it kept coming back up a couple inches above my knees, almost mid thigh. And it seemed the more I tried to drag it down, the shorter it became. I was very, very frustrated. But then again,