Semua Bab The ALPHA DON’S UNMATED BRIDE: Bab 1 - Bab 10

“People like us don't get fated mates, we inherit curses, and marry enemies dressed as husbands.”—Sh. Rivera. I could barely hear myself think as Nonna’s voice bounced off the marble walls of our estate, her temper tearing through the house like a loaded gun. This was my rebellious stage. Or so she claimed after her daily debrief with Mama, who had the emotional range that was all over the place. “You need to stop acting so immature!” she snapped, arms crossed over her chest as she glared at me from across the foyer. “Because staying out late in this family is how girls end up dead or worse.” All I’d done was stay an hour after my music class spending a tinsy bit of time with Nicklai, but they didn’t have to know that. But Good heavens from the way my brother Rico had looked at me when I walked in, you'd think I’d burned down a pack temple. “You know you’re not supposed to go anywhere without informing Rico and Sean,” My mama hissed. “It’s dangerous out there alone. Imagine what

❝Deals made over wine always end in blood.❞—Sh.Rivera.The last thing I heard when Zayen stood, drawing his gun back into his pocket, was the sound of a body heating the ground and a sick, warm feeling of something cold against my hands—Blood. Zayen sat back down with eerie calm, adjusted his tie like he hadn’t just executed someone in cold blood, “Shall we continue now?”No one needed another warning. They all retracted their guns, slowly nodded, then took their seats.Slowly, I moved my head. From the sides, I could see a pool of blood from a now lifeless body spreading under the table. I shifted slightly to get a good look but before I could fully tilt my head to see the limp body collapsed between two chairs before Father cleared his throat. I looked at him still shaking. “Eat your meal.” He whispered, sending the most deadly glare my way. He looked at my plate, I didn't dare protest and immediately picked up my fork, sticking it back into the pork on my plate,

“The phrase ‘how could it get any worse?’ had clearly never met Rivera Dacian.”—Sh.Rivera.My breath still hitched from his presence even though he’d left seconds ago.This was the man I was supposed to call my husband. Sleep beside and have children for.Hadn’t the moon goddess punished me enough?Swallowing, I made my way back into the house. Except for the two guards by the gate, the place was cleared out.It didn’t help that I didn’t know my way around and couldn’t ask for directions, at least, not without earning a suspicious glare.I wandered for another thirty minutes, every hallway starting to look the same. The silence was oppressive, and thick enough to make my own breathing sound too loud.Finally, an older woman appeared from a side corridor, head bowed so low I could barely see her eyes.“Follow me.”I did. She led me to the top floor, where there was only one master room..She didn’t enter, just stopped at the door, nodded once, and left.The room was expansive and beau

“The devil doesn’t always drag you to hellfire. Sometimes, he makes you call him husband.”—Sh Rivera~• I don’t give out hate tickets for free. But I think the Morozov had earned a lifetime free pass. I hadn’t needed a reason before to dislike Zayen Morozov or the Frostfangs, but after tonight, they had carved themselves into my list of enemies. The reasons didn’t matter. Hate was enough. I hadn’t even said goodbye to Rico or Sean. I hadn’t even asked about Rhea. Instead, I’d been ushered—no, forced—into a car with him. No one shoved me, but choice had been stolen, which was all the same. So I kept my eyes on the road, refusing to look at the man inches from me. A devil in human skin, scrolling through his phone like he hadn’t just conned the entire Direwolf pack. Papa had been blind, too blind to see it. I wasn’t. I’d always known this man bent rules until they broke, and tonight he had done exactly that. The wedding dress hung to me suffocating despite the air conditioning.

“Every runaway bride forgets this: you don’t fucking run on your wedding day and you sure as hell don’t marry into the freaking mafia.”Zayen~•I knew she’d attempt to run, but not this soon at least.I would give it to her though. Her attempt was very clever. Zorah could learn a thing or two from her.The moment she jumped off the fence, it would have been so easy to surround her. If she had gone through the bushes, that might have given her better luck. But out here, the whole north belonged to me.There was nothing more fulfilling than giving her a sliver of hope, letting her believe she could escape me… and then crushing it right in front of her.“I hope she wasn’t any trouble?”The pureblood shook his head almost immediately.“Not at all, sir. She said you tried to kill her.”Her eyes widened in shock as she looked from me to the policeman, utterly stunned.“You know women, always unsatisfied.”He chuckled.I chuckled too, slipping three hundred dollars into his palm. He was abou