Bride Of Alfonso Novels & Stories

I said flatly, trying to get straight to the point. “Clearly,” he replied with a raised brow. “you may Speak Alpha” I stepped forward. “Four of my warriors were found dead in the forest, with their hearts ripped out and No trace of a wolf, No natural predator, no scent or clues But there was one thing…” I let the silence drag. Then dropped it. “—a vampire trespasser was caught Three days before a body was found, and the prisoner escaped, he had Crimson Crescent markings. My brides clan.” The tension snapped through the room.

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.”

Regina rolls her eyes, and I’m about to lose my shit entirely when Atkins speaks, wisely diffusing a fight between siblings. “Alberto Guillermo ,” he says. Why does that sound familiar?I step toward him. “Who?” “His bride was shot at his wedding.” A chill settles on my neck despite the heat. I didn’t know the groom’s first name at the doomed wedding that brought me to Alfredo in the first place. Of course.The Guillermo are private people, Alfredo had told me when we first met. I never met them though, He just showed me from one of the pictures on his phone.

Alice gasped softly as her eyes landed on the bride. Leonora walked slowly down the aisle, her arm hooked with Ramon’s, while Marisa followed behind holding the edge of her veil. She was breathtaking—her gown simple, elegant, and glowing under the sunbeams pouring through the windows. Her smile shone like sunlight, radiant and warm, lighting up the entire church. The groom, standing at the altar, was equally stunning in his crisp barong. He stood tall, pride etched in every inch of his posture. His eyes never left her.

Then, he puts the candle on the table, and Prince Alphonso quickly lit it up. "Shit! I can't take this. I want to take her." Archduke Ridge as his fangs is ready to mark his mate. Prince Alphonso raises a brow with a questionable look on his face. "Other than bringing that candle in my room, what else do you want Alphonso?" Archduke Ridge snarls, trying to compose himself in front of his cousin. Frankly, he hates that he looks vulnerable right now in Prince Alphonso's eyes, but little did he knows Prince Alphonso did not think of him in that way.

All eyes are on this gorgeous bride like she's the fairest of all. Her long white gown's folds flutter as the gentle wind blows, as well as the veil on her head which conceals her beautiful features. Although her face is covered up by the thin white veil attached to her floral tiara, her pure smile is still somehow evident. Knowing the bride has arrived, the piano starts to play and the entourage begins to walk down the nave. It must not be long before Elena's turn. "Big sister Elena!" Alphonse runs to his sister's side without any poise. He's still a child after all and doesn't fully understand how formality works.

Her fur glowed with a deep, ethereal silver, and at the center of her forehead was a crescent moon, glowing softly. The hall was silent, every eye fixed on Seraphine. One of the elders stepped forward, his voice trembling. "The crescent moon... it’s the mark of the true chosen one." The Alpha’s face twisted in fury and disbelief. "This wasn’t supposed to happen! Alyssa is the chosen one!" he shouted, but his voice faltered as the undeniable truth hung heavy in the air. Seraphine’s stepmother, her face pale and twisted in anger, hissed from the side of the room. "No! She’s nothing! Just a useless orphan!" Her voice cracked with desperation, but no one listened.

So I told her father I wanted to marry her and promised to compensate him dearly with money and properties , at first I thought he will refused because of my bad reputation and the rumors about me nor that he has any power to tell me not to marry his daughter, I just don’t want to forcefully marry his daughter without his consent, but to my greatest surprise, he agreed, I guess because of the money and property I promised to give him after the marriage, I compensated him after the marriage, I gave me a contract worth of 200 million dollars, and also gave him a share of my company. I looked at the woman in my hands and smiled, she was sleeping so soundly, when I looked at her lips, I couldn’

This was the first reunion in history—some might even say we’d fucked the moon goddess one too many times—but I was sure this was the one that stung the most. Her lips parted as if to speak, but then her father’s eyes pinned her down. She turned back. “Yes.” “And you, Zayen Morozov—do you take this woman to protect, love, and care for all of your days?” With my signature smirk, I turned to her, ignoring the way she flinched as I took her hand. This was going to be one interesting marriage. “Yes.” “You may kiss the bride.” Her eyes widened when I leaned in but instead of her lips, I bent close, close enough that my mouth brushed the shell of her ear.

“Because I’m wolfless?” “Well… that, and the fact that Alpha Azrael has never had a bride. Ever,” she replied, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “He doesn’t even entertain women, barely acknowledges anyone. And now he’s announcing you as his bride.” She let out a small laugh, shaking her head in disbelief. “It’s… unbelievable.” She was right. Even outside the palace, rumors about him being unmarried had circulated, whispered in taverns and markets, and, over the years, had been exaggerated and twisted.