All Chapters of A Bride For The Ruthless Alpha : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

~Damon~“What is wrong with Aria?” The question kept ringing in my head the entire day. I couldn't focus fully in the office, let alone bring myself to go for morning patrolling after breakfast. Even Logan and Xander noticed my mood had changed. I just couldn't understand her sudden change and coldness towards me. “What have I done wrong?” I asked myself over and over again. But nothing came to mind. It was as though she completely changed as soon as Emily returned to the Pack.I wanted to ask how our pup was doing during breakfast but she wouldn't even speak to me or let me speak. And worse, I was missing her terribly. Last night when I crawled into the bed beside her, she was smelling so lovely. So damn lovely I wanted to devour her on the spot.Damn.I exhaled sharply, feeling my bulge thicken. The mere thought of her hardened my groin. Her womanly earthy scent was embedded in my brain, each time I thought of her, they clouded my senses so much I couldn't help but allow myself

~Damian~“Alpha Donatus, you–you mean my father signed this?” I asked, looking up at Alpha Donatus, confused.“Then do you think I did?” Alpha Donatus chuckled. Obviously, my father's writing and fingerprint was vivid on the paper but still–“Um!” he cleared his throat, his cheeks pulling into a smile.”I think I'm ready for the feast now. We can call it um, the pre-celebration for your wedding to Emily. Haha. Let the celebrations be—”“I already have a Luna,” I blurted, cutting him short before he would go further. I could already feel the irritated rumble of my wolf in my mind. No malicious talk of Aria would ever be tolerated in our presence. Alpha Donatus stopped, his eyes swinging to me. “Yes, I heard. I also know she was chosen by your Uncle to satisfy his evil desires. But Damon, your Uncle is gone now, which is more reason you must marry Emily and send this girl back to her Pack.”“No, she's my Luna,” I interjected, my words firm. “She may have been chosen with evil intention

~Damian~“I accept to marry you, Damon,” Emily said, completely shocking me. Before I could blink, she closed the distance between us and draped her hands over my shoulder, round hazel eyes staring into my own, like it was the most natural thing she'd ever done. I gaped at her, my jaw partially hanging in the air. I was shocked…too shocked to utter a word. “Emily–” I called as I dragged in a quiet breath, the daze slowly leaving my senses.“Damon, how long have we known each other?” she asked, her voice sultry. I blinked, my eyebrows thickening. Was this always how she sounded or was my ears now playing silly tricks on me, I asked myself internally. Because suddenly I was beginning to feel different…different in a way I didn't like. I forced a breath, my jaw tight. “Emily, we are friends—”“Please can you just respond only to my question? Saying my name will only make it harder for me,” she whined and bit her lips in a pout. “Meaning?”In a breath, she tiptoed and her face leane

~Aria~My head blanked. Tears, hot and sharp, burnt my eyes. My legs felt too heavy…too heavy to hold my body. And then I felt it as it slammed hard against my chest…the rumbling snarl of anguish from my wolf.Emily chuckled, stepping towards me, a hidden glee in his eyes.“So, I really hope we live peacefully.” She stretched her hand towards me for a shake. But just then, Beatrice dashed in. “My Luna, the pack doctor, wants you in his office right now. And Miss Emily, I'm sorry, but you have to leave now,” Beatrice announced, half panting.“Right. Of course. She should see the doctor at once,” Emily said, glancing at me smugly before she swayed out. As soon as the doors shut after her, I felt my legs unstable and I almost slumped if Beatrice hadn't quickly come to my side. “Why does the doctor wish to see me in his office?” I asked her, my voice shaking despite my effort to steady it.Beatrice helped me to the bed. “That was a lie,” she said, “I'm sorry I lied, my Luna, but I just

~Damon~“I'm not going there to satisfy my manly desires. Aria just had miscarriage, she's not emotionally stable. I will only hold her,” I had told myself several times on my way to Aria. But once I smelt her heat while she was washing up in the bathroom in the morning, the beast in me lost every sense of restraint and I lunged— like a man starved and without control. It was now evening and she was still sleeping peacefully in my arms. As I watched her sleep, her calmness both made me happy and sad at the same time. She was the bravest she-wolf I ever knew. How she’d managed to hold it in and pulled herself together since she lost our pup was proof of it. But I wished she would learn to not carry the burden all alone and lean on me. “How could she when you left her all alone in the pack clinic and vanished with Emily,” my wolf slammed accusingly. My teeth clenched in anger, anger at myself for not being with her the entire time.The moment the Pack doctor announced she lost our