Novel & Cerita Arranged Bride For Alpha

he said, making my eyes widen “and before you ask too many questions, I have been thinking about it for a while now, and one of the neighboring packs has been looking for a bride for their Alpha. His mate rejected him, and seeing as Sasha was being a handful” “Blake” I said, shaking my head at him “look if anyone knows how it feels to be forced into a marriage that they never wanted; it would be the two of us. I know that you are annoyed with Sasha, but sending her as a bride to man she doesn’t know would be unfair to her”

Vessa sat to Orion's left, where she had been sitting since she arrived. I was at the far end of the table. One of the eastern lords a broad man with grey in his hair and the confidence of someone accustomed to being the most powerful person in any room looked down the table at me during the first course and said, loudly enough that the nearby conversation paused: "I was told the Alpha King had taken a human bride. I did not realize she would be seated so far from him. Is this a Fenwick custom or simply a preference?" The table went quiet.

He pressed his bloody knife to my father’s throat, a smile playing on his lips. “Do you accept your daughter as my bride?” My heart stopped. Father gulped hard, he stared at me, his eyes apologizing for what he is about to say. Alpha Lennox had accepted me as his bride, the first trial had passed and my pack was spared. Not entirely sure if I am his mate or just one of his bride, I hope to be the latter, if he were my mate then I would know it. I would have felt it the minute he walked in.

My foster sister, Sylvia Blackwood, was so terrified of being bonded to the cold, merciless Alpha King that she rigged the lot the moment it was my turn to draw. I pulled out the Alpha King. The whole hall erupted. I looked toward my fated mate, Raymond Hale—but he wasn't looking at me. His eyes were locked on Sylvia, and only her. My brother, Carl Blackwood, didn't call out the switch either. He just let them whisper and laugh. I stood there frozen, eyes burning red. Everyone treated it like a joke. They never thought I'd actually go through with bonding with a wolf that dangerous. But staring at the same faces who once swore they'd love me forever—I finally knew. I was done. I was leaving.

"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

"Bring forth my bride!" There is a commotion at the back of the hall-as expected-, and then the doors open. Four guards appear, practically dragging who I knowbetween them. My heart stops. Alora. Why should I feel heartbroken when I am going to Cosmo havoc today? Alora is dressed in the traditional white gown of a pack bride, the fabric is shimmering and at least to show that she is the bride to be of an Alpha. Her hair is beautiful too, but deliberately not as beautiful as Leah’s. She looks like a worthy bride, but her eyes… her eyes are dull, unfocused yet full of tears. She is barely able to stand on her own, her feet dragging as she still tries to struggle

He releases me and I feel a tingle down my spine. Without saying a word, he turns and begins to walk away. I stand there, my chest heaving frantically; I turn my eyes towards the young woman with darkened braids. “Hey, I am Reine, you are Alpha’s Enrique bride?” She asks with a smile and I have the urge to ask who she is. Is she one of his wives? Her dress does indicate nobility, I better keep my mouth shut if I don’t want trouble. “The Alpha has a reason for bringing you home as his bride.”

“Shit. She’s backing out. Says she doesn’t want to be a surrogate or a contract bride. She says that she is searching for ‘true love.’” True love? My brows shot up. What kind of drama was this? “Shit. Everyone’s already gathered for the wedding. What do we do?” “You’re my beta. Think of something!” “And you’re Alpha Zander of ScarletMoon pack. This is your mess!” Alpha Zander? The infamous, mysterious Alpha? And a contract bride? What the hell was going on? My pulse quickened as an idea struck me. Since I had already lost everything, there was nothing to loose if I became Alpha Zander’s contract bride and surrogate.

"You ditched me on the day of your pack induction ceremony. Do you have any idea how embarrassing that is? I came to ask—are you still joining, or what?" I could bet my life that Kent would turn around and leave without hesitation if I said no. "Of course, I'm joining!" My goal had been to settle unfinished business with the rogues. Kent stepped in front of me, shielding me with his body. "You hear that, psycho? This beautiful she-wolf is about to become family." The tension thickened. Another voice cut through the air as a fight was about to break out. Alpha King Andrew Amadeus of the Crimson Fangs Pack had arrived. His warriors seized Anthony, tying him up before he could resist.

He was a bit reserved but friendly all the same and he had come to accept my eccentric behavior after a while. I also knew one thing about my betrothal to the Alpha of the rival pack. Since he didn't have a child, I was trained just like an Alpha because I would be the one to lead his pack after he was gone. And this was because he didn't have a child, so I, his wife would be the one to continue his reign after his demise. Since today was the day before our marriage to each other, it was also the night of the bachelor and bachelorette party. And that was the reason I was going to his room to call him. His friends were already waiting for him in the living room.