Novel & Cerita Political Marriage With A Friendly Enemy

“Even if it is only for a short time. See it as a favour from a friend. Not like you haven't done plenty of those for me in our time here. I'm just returning the many favours I owe you. And, while doing that, you gain your title. Then you can make the changes you need to rules within your pack so you are free to live as you please, and we end things.” I could almost see the cogs turning within his brain as his eyes flickered with a realisation of what it is I am suggesting. I think what I had suggested may work. If his family believed he was marked and mated they were never going to continue a marriage search. He could not have an arranged marriage whilst mated to another. We could make them

‍ “‍Here it comes.” The c​ouncilors exchanged looks, s‌o‌me rel‍uctan‍t, othe​rs a⁠l​most eager. Mareth straightene‌d his ro⁠bes,‌ p‍lacing both⁠ hands‌ on⁠ the table as though g⁠roundin​g himself for what he wa‌s ab​ou‌t to say. “A political mar⁠riage,” he said plainly. “A bi​nding alliance. It is the fastest way to signal strength an⁠d un​ity.”

Now that I'm so close to getting what I want, I hold myself back, letting the anger I feel subside. I do as I’m told. I agreed to marry a random woman. I don’t know what her name is or what she looks like. I don’t really care. Marrying her is merely a political move, supported even by my close allies. They tell me it’s beneficial to my own cause—that having one of the strongest packs on the continent by my side will aid me in the distant future. I choose to believe them because they showed their loyalty to my father even when he passed away—while the other bastards revealed their true nature.

Even after Rohan’s father passed away, the enmity was passed down to him. For as long as I could remember, even in the ten years before I left, he’d been nothing but an enemy, our family’s enemy. War broke out whenever their packs met. Now Father wanted me to marry him? “You’ll make him fall in love with you,” Father said.“Then destroy him. Break him so completely that his pack falls to its knees. That will be your redemption.” I gaped at him. “Marriage? To an enemy Alpha?” He laughed coldly. “You can’t do it, can you? Still that weak little girl begging for love?”

You've never once loved anyone but yourself! I didn't bother pulling my punches. "Mr. Clark, Gideon and I received our marriage certificate from the state three days ago. We are now a legally married couple. So, if you have nothing else to say, please leave." I couldn't resist adding a snide remark, "You should go to Sophia if you're going to throw a hissy fit. After all, you two had registered your marriage and are a lawfully wedded couple." "No! I don't have a wife! Not anymore!" William shouted in desperation.

I needed to remember this moment… The very moment they gave up and sacrificed me for the ‘peace’ they couldn’t achieve. Wait. Aren’t they the useless ones? A bitter smirk formed on my lips. Fine! If they won’t give me power, then I’ll take it. Marrying the enemy, huh? It shouldn’t be that hard of a first step.

“Love, marriage is not the end of your dreams, but the beginning of something new. I know the Vallenis are our sworn enemies. Moreover, Dante is a man with a dark and monstrous reputation, but come to think of it, they too agreed to this. Maybe, in the end, this marriage can actually work. And you are a grown-up now—you aren’t voiceless nor alone. They wouldn’t hurt you, not while we’re still alive.” “Yes, Bella. If they do, one call from you and I will drive there with our best men to wage war,” Uncle Marco chipped in. She turned, flashing a weak smile at him. Walking across, he caressed her face and sat beside her. Teresa grabbed Aria’s hands. Aria’s gaze darted back to her as Teresa squee

He could just say the word. “Actually… no. I’m not here for that.” I froze mid–blanket lift. “Then why are you here?” “Because we both have one common enemy now.” He stood, walking toward me. My heart raced, my fingers unconsciously tightening around the blanket. “Your husband betrayed you and took your company—and by doing that, he made himself my rival.” “And what does that have to do with me?” He moved closer, caging me between his arms. His eyes locked onto mine, so deep I couldn’t breathe—and I didn’t know why.

His voice softened. “you became my home.” The tears fell freely now. Then Adrian asked: “Will you marry me?” Not as a contract. Not as an obligation. Not as a deal. For real. Forever. Amara laughed through her tears. Then nodded immediately. “Yes.” No hesitation. No doubt. Just yes. Adrian slipped the ring onto her finger. Then stood. And kissed her. The future stretched before them. Bright. Beautiful. Real. And somewhere far away, Perhaps Ethan was smiling.

I could no longer hold myself back and lowered my head, weeping quietly. Grandma gently took my hand and Megan's and placed them together. "Since you two are married, you must treat her well. Don't let her down… just because you acted on impulse." I knew what Grandma meant. Seeing that the person behind me wasn't Brenda, she already had an idea of what had happened. She was worried that I had married some random woman just to fulfill her wish of seeing me married. Megan gently held Grandma's hand and said warmly, "Penelope, I'll explain everything to you later. Just know that I chose to marry Harry. I'll treat him well, too."