Alpha's Undesirable Bride Novels & Stories

The story that began with fear had ended with freedom. The Forbidden Bride had become a queen. The Alpha had become a leader. The prophecy had become nothing more than history. And the future belonged When the thought that everything was okay The second war began

“The first thing you’re going to do is never kill that woman. She’s your wife, and you should lie with her… unless you tell me you’re in love with another woman.” Silence suddenly spread across the room as I looked at Blake, who knew he had stepped over the line but still did not stop. “She’s prettier than Lydia, she’s more attractive than her, and she’s calm. She’s an Alpha’s daughter.” “She’s wolfless and weak,” I cut him off. “You know that doesn’t matter. She’s your bride, the first woman you haven’t thrown out, and still most girls do not want to marry you. Am I supposed to sit and watch it all fall apart?”

The air smelled of woodsmoke, meat, and barely-contained rage. Kael waited at the head of the table. He looked calm, almost regal, until his gaze found her. Something fierce and protective flashed across his face. He pointed to the chair beside him. “Sit.” She walked the length of the hall under every hostile stare. When she reached him he pulled the chair out for her, then leaned close. “Don’t show fear,” he murmured. “They feed on it.” She sat. Back straight. Hands folded. An elder rose, gray hair, face like cracked leather. “Alpha. This human cannot stand as your bride. The bond is unnatural. The old laws forbid...”

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?

The Alpha didn't care about the contract bride. He was probably only tolerating her existence out of respect for Evelyne Blackthorne’s final wish before she passed into the stars. The marriage was a dead queen’s decree, nothing more. I watched their silhouettes disappear into the elevator shaft, my face remaining completely blank until the iron gates clanged shut. They looked like royalty. I couldn't fathom why an Alpha of his strength tolerated a female who used poison and whispers to clear her path. But it wasn't my concern.

’ the Alpha announced, “‘However you would in no circumstance open the veil, not until everything is settled and you are out of the pack. He shouldn't know we swapped the bride’’ She turned to her mother with pleading eyes but everyone was too focused on Paris. This hurt her so much that Paris was not the one sent away to her death. she needed their love and support not her. “‘I promised him Paris there is no excuse for mistakes understood”’ He roared at Emandra making her flinch in fear retreating even deeper into her seat, everything felt like a terrible nightmare. One moment she was happy about her wolf and now she is about to be sold as a swapped bride to the Alpha. Everyone was happy an

“Okay, I’m nervous, Atticus. How do you know everything will go right this time?” I close the space between us and brush a strand of her behind her ear, “I don't know Viviane, but I hope Selene upholds her promise and that the gods don't decide to play dirty tricks on us tonight. I must hurry now, my love.” I give her a kiss on the forehead. “Make her the most beautiful bride you've ever seen.” I command the Omegas when they arrive with Viviane’s wedding dress. The women bare their necks to me and say in unison, “Yes, Alpha.”

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.

Yeah, he was teasing and I felt like punching his handsome face. We sat quietly and ignored all the side speeches, gushes, and blushes. “Here is to the renewal of love,” the officiator said and I could see smiles on people's faces. The bride looked happy and beautifully dressed, her makeup was amazing, yet something was off. I could smell darkness emitting from her and I wondered why she would be getting married to this young Alpha. My guess was wrong. Trailing my gaze away from the bride to the groom? All my suspicions got the answers they needed.

The responsibilities befitting for an Alpha's prince bride is humugnous to stomach. “Mother tell father that I don't want to be the Alpha son's bride the moon goddess has made a mistake pairing me with whom I don't want or anyone for that matter.” I clicked my tongue stubbornly, my face in scrunched up contempt and refusal like a big bold sign board.