He Alpha S Sacrificial Bride

The most powerful werewolf alive is dying — not from a wound, but from a curse. The only cure is a marriage he despises to a girl he considers beneath him. She doesn't want him either. But fate doesn't ask permission, and love has never cared about the rules two people set for themselves. And when the final cost of that love is revealed, it will take something no alpha has ever done — and something the Moon Goddess has never before granted — to rewrite what was always meant to be their ending.

They said Alpha Draven was a monster deadly, bloodthirsty, cursed. That his pain was a death sentence for every woman who crossed his path, that no woman had ever left his bed alive. They said he sacrificed his brides, just to revive a body cursed beyond redemption. So why did my father choose me? Why was I offered has a substitute, a replacement bride meant to stand in for my sister, Angel? unwanted omega. They wanted obedience. my entire pack handed me over like worthless trash. And I was the price. One night with the monster that was my sentence. Afterward, I was expected to lose my life , because a weak omega like me cannot survive mating with an alpha. No right to want him. No right to crave him. But I do. I crave the monster without mercy. My body responds to his voice, his commands, his presence. I want more of him more than one night, more than a sacrifice meant to end me. My virginity was supposed to be a reward, a peace offering, even if it came wrapped in pain. But Alpha Draven doesn’t do love. He doesn’t believe in mates. His kind takes centuries to choose and those chosen never survive.

One discarded bride. One broken Alpha. One blood feud that could burn the city to the ground. Chloe Vance was never meant to be a Queen. As the "disposable" daughter of a dying Hunter dynasty, she was exiled to the wilds and forgotten—until her family needed a sacrificial lamb. To settle a decades-old blood debt, she is forced into a marriage treaty with the most feared man in Holloway City: Silas Sterling. They told her he was a monster. A crippled, dying beast hidden in the shadows of a corporate empire. But Silas is no invalid. He is a predator, an Alpha haunted by a past he cannot forgive, seeking vengeance against the very bloodline Chloe carries. Caught between a husband who claims her as his property and a mysterious rival billionaire who promises her freedom, Chloe must use her forgotten Hunter instincts to survive. In a house built on lies and silver, can a pawn become the King's true mate? Or will the secrets of her mother’s death be the final blow that shatters the fragile peace? #Dark Romance,#Werewolf,#Alpha,#Heir/Heirness,#Contract Marriage

" What about her?" His inquire came out softly and lazy. Ayla's eyes suddenly contracted fiercely and rolled to her brain! She thought she might collapse any moment from now! No! She can't be known! Her identity can't be revealed! The senior nun must not reveal my identity! " Errr......that's Ayla, the wolfslayer's daughter." Damn! The atmosphere dropped to a freezing point and Alpha Darius felt his lips twitched for a second. He looked back at the senior nun, snapping his brows coldly and back at Ayla, whose legs was already trembling violently. " You mean Morgan and Arnold's daughter?" He hissed, finding it hard to believe. " Yes." The senior nun replied. " We found her not too long when her father was set ablaze." Darius unexpectedly chuckled dryly, and his eyes lowered. " The slayer's daughter hun?" He approached Ayla even closer, gazing at her keenly like she was his prey and he lifted her chin, allowing her nervous dim eyes to met his. " Then, I guess my bride is in front of me." ****** A war was coming and it is predicted there might be no survivors. With this, Darius, a heartless, dangerous and crazy Alpha king of the Crimson moon, who was feared by all, set to get a bride who would give him an heir. Their pack was cursed, making it impossible. This led them to a downtown church, where ladies are sold like slaves and nuns, to seek bride. However, he encountered the least person he thought! The daughter of the wolves slayer's? This was going to be fun! But would something change between Ayla's hatred for the wolves and Darius vengeance on Ayla? What would fate write for them?

"I was sold to pay a debt I didn't owe, to a man who isn't even human. My father’s gambling cost him everything, so he gave away the only thing he had left: Me. Now, I am a substitute bride, delivered like a package to the doorstep of the 'Scarred King'—Alpha Silas. He is a monster cloaked in muscle and scars, a ruthless ruler who everyone fears. I expected a life of misery and chains. I expected him to break me. Instead, the moment his eyes meet mine, the air shifts. He doesn't want a servant; he claims I am his fated mate. But Silas is a man of secrets, and his obsession is as terrifying as his power. As I am pulled deeper into his dark world of pack wars and blood oaths, I realize that being his bought bride is only the beginning. Between his possessive touch and the secrets behind his scars, I am faced with a choice: run from the beast who bought me, or embrace the fire and become his Queen. He paid for my body, but he will have to fight for my heart."

“There’s something else, and I’m curious to know what it is.” His face inched closer to my neck, and he inhaled deeply. My grip on my purse tightened, my heart pounding against my chest as I fought the urge to whimper and curl into his chest. “There’s something about you that entrances me, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.” “If this is an attempt to coax me into accepting your proposal, you’re wasting your time. I will not marry you.” ~ ‘Alphas are heartless and egoistic creatures. They view us, omegas, as mere playthings for their twisted desires. You must never, under any circumstances, associate yourself with an alpha. It’s better to be dead than to cross paths with one.’ Those words were Arielle’s guiding principle in a ruthless world where Alphas dominated, Betas served, and Omegas—despite their intimate connection with the Alphas—were treated as nothing more than objects of desire. But when Alpha Raphael materializes out of thin air and offers her a substantial sum of money to be his contractual bride, Arielle is torn between holding onto her beliefs and sacrificing them to save her ailing mother. Arielle is left with no choice but to marry him, and although she is determined to harbor animosity towards her new spouse, there’s something about him that draws her in. However, when demonic creatures hellbent on destruction threaten her new life, will Arielle put her resentment towards Raphael aside and assist him? And what dark secret does her mother keep hidden that ensures the death of all her loved ones with each passing day?