Novel & Cerita Arranged Bride For Alpha

After all, not a dump like this place. One of the alpha’s approaches me, one of the brothers who ceremony this is. I can see through their veiled attempt at this little get together they are after something, I know it. I cut right to the chase, not caring that I’m being rude. This is a business event, after all. “So, which girl is to be my bride?” I asked, scanning the crowd. There were a few beauties, to be sure, but nothing compared to back home. The alpha next to me clicked his jaw before pointing out the girl from earlier. I didn’t hear what else he said, but I smirked at the thought. Interesting. I think I could definitely have some fun with her.

I stood up and left for the throne room where my allies; five alphas of different packs were seated. When I arrived, they all stood up to pay respects and sat back down once I was seated. "I will not beat around the bush. My wife was taken from me by Alpha Toot, and I want us to attack to get her back. Any form of discussion is out of the table,” I told them.

Limbs were strewn over the ground, huge chunks of flesh taken out of them. They are cannibals, that much was clear. It’s a rumor that has been whispered about for some time now, but when I saw what they had done that day, I knew. This pack are cannibals and I can’t imagine what they will do to me and my pack if anything goes wrong. “Glad you finally decided to join me, Katia,” the Alpha says. “Now that I’ve chosen you, it’s time for a proper introduction. My name is Brandon. It’s charming to meet you.”

I ran out of the room, slammed the door shut, and made my way through the hall. My heart spiked up, my legs turned heavy, begging me to stop, my skin burned, and I trembled. I swayed to and fro and almost crumbled onto my knees. Everything in me was begging me to go back to him. As if. Damn my omega genes. Damn his alpha genes. Damn him for being handsome and irresistible too. ‘The sky would turn purple and fall to the earth before I, Arielle Winston, became the Alpha’s contract bride.’

Accidental Alpha’s Bride Chapter Two (The Contract Bride) Alpha Salvatore Pov’s “What do you mean she canceled at the last minute? I’ll increase the pay get me a fucking bride is that too hard to do Jeremy?!” My voice screeched on the phone and echoes of my baritone resounded in the empty wedding hall. Good thing no one was here else they’ll be scared to death. Shit. A wedding was pissing me off and what pissed me further was the women were too emotional. The no-strings-attached condition had them in their feelings. This is the 21st century not everyone buys the idea of getting married.

It was a message from Zora. The text read, "Nick, thank you for the apartment. I wouldn't even know where to go tonight if not for you. I'm treating you to dinner tomorrow, and you're not allowed to say no!" Even though I had prepared myself, my heart still throbbed with pain. Three years ago, Zora had suddenly left the Lycus pack to chase her dreams. Nick, who had been her lover back then, was disappointed and heartbroken. Thus, he accepted the alliance marriage between the Lycus and Lunaria packs.

I say. “Okay, can Sherry help me learn to shift?” Kendra asks. “Yes, I will make the call,” Joe says. “We want to get married today,” Kendra says. “I can take care of that,” Jacob says. “Seriously, how?” Kendra asks. “I am an Alpha. I can marry you. Actually, since Bradley here is now an Alpha, all he has to do is say that you are mated and married, and then it is done. There is nothing formal. He only has to choose you,” Joe says.

My fingers curled into my palms. “If you had simply behaved like a proper daughter, like a woman raised well, we would not be standing here now. If you had kept yourself away from men and conducted yourself with some restraint, Alpha Lazarus would have had no reason to question this alliance.” I stared at him. I wanted to ask him if he could hear himself. Was this the respectable Alpha he had chosen for me? A man whose ego was so fragile that one ruined marriage arrangement had him threatening war and demanding that his future bride be dragged into a brothel?

The hall went electric . “I claim her,” he said, voice cutting the smoke. “Diane Write has always been mine by right of arrangement. I am Alpha Daniel of the White Pack. She is my arranged bride and the Alpha to my people.” The chamber spun into a dozen new arguments at once. Hands pointed, voices rose. My heart dropped and refused to rise again. Winny’s face, still slack in sleep, was a pale vessel in the center of the storm. I remembered him from his letters. I didn’t think he would dare set foot into this Territory.

He added, snapping me out of my dazed thoughts again. Thank you moon goddess for making this possible. In a world of fated mates chosen by the moon goddess, choosing me means something deep, like recognizing a true bond. I smile wide, my eyes lighting up a bit as I loop my arm through his. His skin is warm, his muscles hard and strong under my touch, like the body of a wolf ready to pounce. “Harlan, we are finally mating…” He does not react much. He just nods once. Shortly, the dressing room door swings open, and the emcee’s voice booms through the hall. “Now, let’s welcome the alpha and his bride to the stage!”