Groom Of Three Sins; Alpha's Mate is a Male? のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 9

There’s something about the way he smells that I can’t quite place. It’s not like an Alpha—definitely not that. His scent is far removed from his father’s. He smells… different. Like temptation. Like something forbidden. Something that clings to my mind no matter how hard I try to shake it off.I didn’t hear about his engagement until this evening, and only through the news. Despite being adopted into the family, neither he nor my father thought it necessary to inform me. Not a word. I found out like everyone else—through the damn media.The invite to the wedding eve came with the announcement. Apparently, they’ve been secretly engaged for two months now after dating for two years. Lies. All of it.The board has been pressuring the Alpha to have his son provide an heir before being allowed to sit on the throne. That’s what this is all about—this alliance, this marriage. A means to an end.And of all people, my father chose Rebecca—the daughter of the Alpha of a long-standing business

I hadn’t planned to see more after what I’d witnessed earlier, after what I’d heard.Though he hesitated, Luca had eventually let me go in the hallway, right after those strange voices had echoed, mocking me.He hadn’t said a word. That silence was unexpected—unlike him.I didn’t stop to process it. I just walked away, fast, needing somewhere private. Somewhere to hide and cry my heart out.I am an Alpha’s son. An heir with Alpha blood running through my veins. Crying is weakness, and weakness is not tolerated. So I’ve learned to hide when the weight gets too much, learned to weep only in secret.But just as I was nearing the exit, I ran into Sydney, Rebecca’s brother.He’s been my friend since childhood, and seeing me in such a broken state despite not knowing the reasons, he pulled me into a hug and congratulated me on my upcoming union with his sister. Further adding salt to my open injury.I think he must’ve just returned from abroad, tonight or maybe the day before. It’s been nea

My mind was a storm spiraling deeper as I walked into the hall. The music playing faintly in the background, meant to usher me down the aisle like a fairytale bride.I pasted a smile on my face. A facade. Anything to conceal the chaos brewing inside me.I didn’t want this marriage. Even Edward knew. I'd told him once, two months ago, during the brief period of our arranged courtship. I had leaned in close, just enough for only him to hear me and whispered that none of this was real. That this was just about the alliance between our families. That I didn’t want him and never will be interested in him.He had kept his distance after that. Or at least, pretended to except when we needed to act in public.But I loathe him now.I didn’t before. I had no reason to.But the day my father summoned me into his study and told me I’d be marrying Edward Johnson, something in me snapped. Disgust and anger at him. Revulsion. That thin line between irritation and hatred became clearer with every pa

I’d expected the wedding to be ruined by the video recording. That had been part of the plan. But this? I hadn’t seen this coming."I can't go through with this wedding," Edward said, his voice hollow and with an expression that was unreadable.There was no fire or rage in his voice at the recording playing, no trembling emotions at his masculinity that had been spoken down upon by his bride to be. Just emptiness, a bland feeling I can't tell his reasons for.My father shot to his feet in an instant, ignoring all the gaze that followed his movement."Continue with the vows, Elder. This wedding is just about to begin," he commanded, his voice sharp with a tone of finality. The video still played in the background, obscene words echoing through the hall like a curse, but he didn’t care nor did he seem to.He locked eyes with the computer operators and with a single glance, every screen in the room went dark.The abrupt silence that followed was deafening.The paparazzi was still frozen