Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow Novels & Stories

"It's precisely because of our trust in your pack that my father sent me to sign the contract right away. There's no need for him to come and inspect in person because of that trust, you see." My reassurance pleased Leo, and he didn't dwell on it. Both sides finalized and signed the contract without delay. "You're so beautiful and capable. Aaron must have been blind to cheat on you." Leo stared at me intently, his tone somewhat flirtatious. "Well, clearly not every Alpha knows how to appreciate things the way you do," I responded. An alliance forged through marriage was stronger than any contract. Ever since I left Aaron and returned to the Snowfall pack, I had received numerous proposals fr

“What?” Selene’s gaze flicked to Damien, enjoying the fury in his eyes. “Didn’t he tell you? Your Alpha father already promised him to me. We’re to be married. A union of packs. A union of power.” “No,” Emilia whispered, her stomach dropping, the bond twisting painfully. She turned to Damien, desperate. “Tell me she’s lying.” Damien’s jaw clenched, his golden eyes burning with fury and shame. “Emilia—” Before he could finish, the forest shook with a deafening snarl.

Martin sighed as he pushed away the last file he was reading and rubbed his eyes. “No, I don’t think so. You see this?” Courtney held up the contract between Alpha Tom and Oliver. It was dated a few weeks after Frankie and Aiden's wedding. “This is basically saying that if Oliver is adamant that he and Frankie are as deeply in love as he claimed, then he can do one of two things. One, wait until the three years of their marriage agreement are up. By then, Francis Hill, who is listed as wolfless, would know if there was a spark between her and Aiden. If she were still unhappy, then they could divorce hassle-free. After that, Alpha Oliver Harris may attempt to mark and mate. His second listed

he pulls the cover page over, and grants me a first class view of the words that sit inside. …Contract of Romantic Partnership? …Agreement to maintain a public facade? …Six months? …Between Mason Slade, and… No way. I lift my head in shock and he replies with the same lethargic look he's had on the entire time. “The title of Alpha can't be shared. For it to be officially granted, I must fulfil certain requirements. One of them… is to have a mate.” “Wait, what? We're not—”

The connection with the mysterious newcomer ignited a spark within me, challenging the boundaries of the contract that bound me to the Alpha King. As he extended his hand towards me, a whirlwind of questions and possibilities swirled in my mind. Did I dare to embrace this unexpected turn of fate? Could I walk away from the life I had built with Adrian, the sacrifices and love we shared? My heart hesitated, caught in the tumultuous crossroads of duty and desire. The stranger's presence intensified the internal conflict, leaving me torn between the Alpha King, who had become a significant part of my life, and the allure of a true mate who symbolized a path unknown.

I couldn't help but marvel at the spectacle, even as my stomach churned uncomfortably. Just when I thought the moon worship was coming to a close, an elder stepped forward, his eyes fixed on me. Panic surged through me. Was I doing something wrong? Had I missed a crucial step in the werewolf dance? "Melissa Leslie Lane," he intoned, his voice carrying a weight that made my name sound like a sacred incantation. "You, as the chosen mate of our Alpha, are about to embark on a transformative journey. The moon goddess will watch you closely tonight."

"Yes. I want us to have a real marriage—not just a ceremony to announce you as my Luna. Not just the bond as Alpha and Luna. I want you to be my wife in every sense and be fully recognized as my one and only Luna." For us, marriage was sacred. Dissolving a bond or a marriage was a deep, difficult process because, in marriage, the Alpha and Luna marked each other—the Alpha marked the Luna, and if the Alpha allowed it, the Luna could mark him as well, ensuring loyalty and a vow to choose each other against all odds. My case with Alexander had been different. He was able to mark me, but never allowed me to mark him in return. I should have seen the red flags early on. But because I loved him th

Alpha Dickson asked, sounding a bit annoyed, and he had all the right to be just like I was. "Because I didn't really let her go. I had a contract marriage with Lesley. That is why we aren't fully mated, and I have not claimed her. I wanted to keep and care for Winter until the next Bluemoon, just until the heat on Hayland had dissipated enough. Lesley and I would go our separate ways, and Winter and I could continue where we left off. After all, I had partially marked her. She has my scent, but Alpha Noah completely ignored the fact that she had been marked and took her for himself," he said, and honestly, the guy sounded delusional.

Taking out a brush, I wrote my name using her blood on the paper, and I held her wrist, guiding her to write her full name on the paper with my blood. It was finally happening. I was getting my bride, and no one would stop me. We signed signatures with each other’s blood, and finally, I spread my palm in her blood, and spread hers in mine, then we pasted it onto the paper one after the other. Sealed. We were bound. Our blood and names recognized. Stronger than a mate bond. It was the exclusive Alpha Marriage. Just then, a loud, threatening thunderbolt shook the sky, and I turned to look out at the flakes of snow falling brilliantly. The last day of the year heard my wish, and the first day o

My eyes lowered instinctively to the ending written in fine print. “–and that Luca the son of Alpha Ferguson would take Valerie, the daughter of Alpha Darren as his mate–” I felt a lump form in my throat. My stomach tightened as it sank in. It was a contract. A fucking contract marriage!