Alpha's Last Minute Bride Novels & Stories

"As you wish, Alpha." I leaned back in my chair, a sense of exhilaration coursing through me. The pieces were falling into place, each move calculated, each consequence meticulously planned. A triumphant grin stretched across my face. "And finally, Marcus," I began, relishing the power that dripped from my every word, "prepare the invitations. We're having a wedding." Marcus straightened, a hint of curiosity flickering in his eyes. "A wedding, Alpha? But to whom?" The question hung in the air, heavy with anticipation. I allowed a beat of silence to build before leaning forward, a dark glint in my eyes. "The bride, Marcus," I declared, my voice resonating with a chilling finality, "will be Ve

I argue. He remains silent for a few seconds, seeming to be deeply thinking. "Maybe she was evil, but I still want to meet her parents. So you'll take me to the people that claimed to know her and her family." He states with a tone of finality. But I cannot agree to that. My heart beat picks up speed as he impatiently gazes at me, waiting for my response. Luckily the priest announces the moment for the new Alpha and his bride to exchange their vows and the loud cheer from the crowd interrupts our conversation. I gladly join our fellow guests in applauding the young Alpha and the bride as they step forward to stand in front of the priest.

Wait, what? Before I knew anything, I was in my wedding dress, and standing in front of me was the alpha of Silver river pack, Alpha Curtis, and right now he was looking at me with hate and disgust. Hey! Don’t look at me like that! It’s not like I wanted to do this. I rolled my eyes and apparently he saw that because right now the look on his face was added a bit of anger and shock. Yeah didn’t see that coming did you? A smirk crept up my face until my eyes met with my father’s.

The whispers spread through the hall like wildfire. "Isn't that the High Alpha of the Thorncroft Dominion? I saw him on the visual runes when he moved his command center to Silvermoon Capital." "He looks far more lethal in person than the rumors say..." "Why is he personally walking out with that Whitlock human female?" "Didn't the Ashbourne pack declare he was mated to Isolde two months ago?" "The Ashbournes can claim whatever they want, but the High Alpha never marked her. Look at how his wolf guards that human..."

The strange man, whom I have not looked at, cleared his throat, and the argument stopped. “I will take the first daughter, Valeria, as my bride,” he said, and that ended the argument. I ignored Ruby’s disappointed looks, my eyes on the Alpha. He wasn’t looking at me, but instead his eyes were on my arm, where my mother had fixed her print, and I couldn’t tell what was going on in his head. I was surprised he chose me; this is the first time that has happened. He looked up, and our eyes jammed, and I took a deep breath. I guess getting married to Alpha Adrain won’t be bad after all. But how wrong was I?

Aurora I’ve never thought of my wedding to be something spectacular. I have never thought of my mate to be so dutiful in planning it. It’s a relief to have Jaxson as the Alpha, as my mate, because as I linger ill on the porch, I watch him and a few other Dawn pack members erect a wood platform onto the beach, just wide enough for the two of us.

At some time point her face had been cut numerous times. He laughed. “Someday, Ysalane will cut your heart out.” Her dark eyes and deep voice were filled with hatred. “You aim too low, bruja.” “No, I aim just right.” “El jefe wants his bride ready to please him by tonight or you die,” the man said. He then released his hold on Marissa, as did the other man. She stumbled and nearly fell before she gained enough balance to stay upright. The men left, laughing.

Carefully removing the fancy string, I dropped it on the floor and opened it. Even though I didn't read the contents of it almost immediately, I could see that the information that needed to be passed was so brief. I cleared my throat so the hall would be silent, and when it was, I fixed my eyes on it and started reading the content out. "The alpha of the blue moon pack, alpha Zach and his pack members are all invited to partake in this year's annual ceremony. We really hope you consider our invitation as it would be taking place at your mansion." I stopped reading, as my eyes became serious.

Blossom POV. "You will marry Alpha Dean! Do you understand?!" Uncle Alejandro's voice was deep and firm, enough to stop me from opening the door. Probably my sister Diana pleaded again. Its been two days since our uncle announced the wedding of my sister to Alpha Dean, the alpha who lost his wife a few days ago, and until now, I still can't believe our uncle's decision! Alpha Dean is a death sentence! He is known as the most cruel alpha in the entire continent! Yet, I can't do anything to help my sister.

A true alpha. He looked straight ahead, never catching a glimpse of me. My heart ached at the thought that he may never truly see me again, and I would be stuck watching him on television or in interviews. Married to Dora of all people. As he made it to the altar, the organ played the ‘Wedding March’ and the doors opened once again. Dora sashayed down the carpet, a white veil fixed over her face. The dress - my dress - looked amazing, but it obviously didn’t fit her quite right.