Novel & Cerita Alpha Prince And His Bride

He says, and pauses a bit. "But before then, I would like to announce the engagement of prince Ace, to Princess Amy of Devontae kingdom in north Europe. My people, let's welcome princess Amy Bradford," Father finally says, extending his hand toward the door which suddenly rolls open, revealing the most gorgeous woman I have ever met all my life.

The wind was somewhat chilly. It was cool and embracing and for a while, it felt like it could sense the beautiful moment. The Alpha was going to celebrate his one year of being on the throne. It was a beautiful moment and every loose end was being tightened to make the occasion a blissful one. The cool weather blew into the house of the Alpha king; Alpha Raphael, the Alpha of the Blue moon park. Luna; Luna Kendra was seated, celebrating for the moment to come after all, her husband was the one being celebrated.

This is my beta, Matt! Tyler withdraw his hand from his. “I’m not the alpha prince, I’m the beta prince Tyler!” “Huh?! Where’s the alpha prince then?” Alpha Charlie asked. “He’s arrived long before us!” Tonia answered. “You’re….?” “Royal spy, Tonia Lex!” Alpha Charlie frowns and tilts his neck looking behind Tyler and co. Expecting to see me. “The alpha prince is already here? Why don’t I know of it?” “That’s your problem!”

After a moment of tense silence, Dario finally broke it. “Alpha King, you need a new heir; to get one, you must take a wife.” He paused, as if giving me a moment to let his words sink in. “For this reason, the Alpha Council has decided you must marry, and we will pick your Bride,” Dario said, and I immediately uncurled from my position. Pick my Bride? The question had barely resonated in my head when he continued. “A decision has been passed. You will marry Eileen, my daughter. Effective immediately.”

Like he'd been looking for me specifically and was pleased to find me exactly where he'd ordered me to be. Then he looked away, and I could breathe again. The ceremony began with the traditional words, ancient pack law spoken in the old language. I tried to focus on the ritual, but my attention kept drifting to Kai. He stood beside his father on the platform I'd helped build, tall and still, looking every inch the warrior prince. Alpha Darius raised his hand, and the crowd fell silent. "Tonight, we honor tradition," he said, his voice carrying across the clearing. "Tonight, we strengthen our pack through sacred union. My son, Kai Silvercrest, will accept his betrothal to Sienna Lockhart, joi

Briar's POV The wedding preparations began almost immediately, like a machine waiting for permission to move. I barely had time to breathe before the palace shifted around me. Servants working, corridors and the hallways suddenly full of activities that had nothing to do with me as a person and everything to do with what I now represented. By evening, the wedding announcement was everywhere. The kingdom’s media had picked it up in full force, running it across screens and headlines without pause. Azrael Vanderbilt, the Alpha of Fangshire, was getting married in two weeks in an intimate ceremony. My name wasn't mentioned, and my photos weren't posted. I liked it like that. I didn't want Aaron

The huge door, leading to the grand garden of the royal palace opened, revealing the beautiful bride of the Alpha King, Jared Walton, and also the future Luna of the Silver Howl Pack. Everyone was in awe of how beautiful the bride was looking, whose face was hidden under the veil but her eyes were fixed at the wedding altar where her groom was already waiting for her. His eyes were filled with love, fascination and most importantly, completion. He was looking at her like she had completed his existence. He was gazing at her like she had completed his life.

"Always the bridesmaid, never the bride. Story of my life." The Anderson ladies exchanged amused glances. As the door creaked open, Lauren took a step forward. With a commanding presence, she addressed the assembly, "Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come. Please welcome the bride, Mellisa, as she graces us with her presence." Mellisa, guided by Oceane, began her walk down the aisle, the hem of her gown trailing behind her. The room held its collective breath, the soft rustle of fabric the only sound accompanying her journey.