Romans & histoires Alpha's One Night Bride

he mouthed, and I stumbled on my dress which made the guests gasp. I was gripped with instant fright that I stepped on my dress. Luckily, I was able to get my balance again and continue moving towards the altar. Not once did the alpha rogue look at me. It felt like he was disgusted by me for some reason. If he was not happy with this marriage, then he should state it so that I would be free from him.

"What we have is more important than you think, and you know I’m marrying her because I have no choice." "We have?" I asked, laughing nervously. "We have only one child together, Ethan. And that’s all. You’re going to live your life with Amber, and I’ll... well, I’ll find my place somewhere in the world." "You’re not going anywhere." He fixed his blue eyes on mine. "We have a contract, remember?" "Oh, great. Meanwhile, I’ll be forced to stay here and watch your perfect life? Don’t mess with me, Alpha," I expressed with irony.

He scratched his stubble and stood up. ”Sweetheart. This is for the good of the pack and as Alpha, it is my duty to make sure I do what is best for everyone.” ”By throwing your daughter into the arms of a stranger?” ”By making a deal with one of the most powerful packs in this country.” ”Give them money, warriors, land, or anything. Why the hell do I have to go be somebodies wife?!” ”LOWER YOUR VOICE.” My father roared. ”This is the final decision. It is not a choice that we are giving you, it is information about a deal that has been sealed. You will marry Alpha Aiden and that is final!” He said and slammed his fist down on his desk.

"You were the perfect bride for him and he loves you too" "He was married," she whimpered, her knuckles fisted. She had slept with him the other night, pushing down the guilt that she was sleeping with an Alpha that was already married to someone else but had to depose his queen all because of her. The guilt was slowly killing her and she felt it would reach a point where she won't be able to take it. She was afraid it would drive her crazy to a point where she won't have any choice but to go far from him. She was scared, scared that she would have to face the truth sooner and she would be addressed as someone thirsty for power. She was scared and each second felt like it would be her last d

I also couldn't wait, I wanted to be out of the place and this dress as soon as possible, I could rarely breathe at this moment. Alpha Bryn took a few steps forward, and only then did I realize we'd been called forth. He walked like a zombie, his mind distant, his gaze as well, and at this moment, the last thing I would expect of him was to hold my hands. I clinged tightly to my dress as I walked on feeling utterly left behind, but I couldn't afford to feel that way right now. “We now announce to you Alpha Bryn Hartwyck and his bride, the Luna of Black pine reach Sable Hartwyck!” There was a loud uproar, as everyone clapped their hands and yelled out in excitement.

It was the way she spoke to them as if she knew Damian’s heart better than anyone ever could. I sat on my bed, trying to push the conversation aside, but her voice kept replaying in my head. “A half breed will never win his heart.” I held my arms around myself and closed my eyes for a moment but there was a knock on my door and Kara peeked in. “Dinner time.” She said softly. “The Alpha told everyone to be present.” I nodded and followed her. My chest felt heavy, but I refused to show it. The dining hall was already filled when we arrived. The wives were dressed beautifully, sitting in their usual seats the air felt stiff. Their eyes watched everything and watched me like they were cameras.

Both girls exchange a look before Cassie says, hesitantly, “That’s not it. Unless an Alpha finds his true mate, whoever he gives his mating mark to is always a political decision. You’re not from a powerful family so even if he wanted to, he couldn’t mate you. The Elders would have never allowed it.” I feel confused and even more worried, “So why-?” Their silence gives me a sinister answer, “He bought me. He bought me knowing he can’t mate me, and he gave me to someone who can’t take another mate.” My breathing is growing shallower as panic begins to set in, “If Cameron - If Cameron can’t give me the mating mark, then I can become his concubine. The Alpha - Jason can take me as his concubine

Luna Rosita and the other maids and designers were busy putting the finishing touches on the décor, while Alpha Rodrigo and other guests were mingling. They approached Alpha Rodrigo, who was engaged in conversation with someone. "Dad," Viktor said, bringing Alpha Rodrigo's attention to him. "You've arrived, Viktor. The fact that we're all so preoccupied with preparations for the rite that will go place tonight, it meant that I couldn't feel you two." Alpha Rodrigo told him Alpha Rodrigo informed Viktor that the Alpha Family from Ghannard had also traveled from Ghannard to attend his wedding tomorrow. Viktor turned to face the Alpha of the Ghannard Pack, who was speaking with his father.

‘How dare he do this to you? I grip my bouquet, a lump forming in my throat. For the next few hours, I act as the puppet bride they expect me to. I listen to the preach. I nod my head and smile when necessary. I move according to what they want me to. “I repeat. Do you, Dahlia Brencis, accept Alpha General Brent Wilson as your alpha and your husband? For better or for worse, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?” I stare at my groom and wonder for the hundredth time how he could ignore it. The howls of our wolves. Their broken pleas. The screaming straight from our souls. Can’t he hear it? Can’t he feel anything?