The Alpha King's Banished Bride Novels & Stories

He removed the string around the letter, unfolding it slowly. He closed his eyes briefly, opened the letter, and gazed through it. His lips curled up into a smile when he read the content of the letter. Alpha Styx won't be canceling the wedding after all. Eve noticed the smile on the king's face, without thinking twice she yanked the letter from the king's hand. She gasped in shock reading the letter's content, 'he won't be coming for the wedding, instead he wants Vivian to be sent to Gael!'

she muttered under her breath. "You got something to say to me, sister stick in the ass?" Lydia raised her hands in mock surrender, and they all laughed. I felt my stomach churn. 'Alphas come to pick brides from this godforsaken place?' The thought of being picked made me want to throw up. Tomorrow. I had to stay hidden the next day no matter what. It would be an even greater disaster to be picked by the alpha king. With the circumstances of my father being a hunter, I would definitely be picked for the bride by those vile creatures that my father hated and hunted down all his life.

“I cannot do that. You see, she’s the most perfect mate you can imagine. She’s still very young, and you can mold her into whatever you please—” “I’m not looking for someone,” the Alpha King growls. “I’m already betrothed! I’m merely waiting for my bride to come back! This stupidity ends now!” “But my King,” someone from the crowd says, a man in a wheelchair, “there has been no word of your bride. They’re saying she might have fled—” “NO!” He smashes one of the wine glasses onto the floor, letting it shatter in front of me. “Get her out of here! I will have them hang you for this insult!”

Of course, he knew how important this was, hence nodded rapidly “Right away, but there's an issue…” “Kill whoever it is, and make sure no one dares to cross me,” the alpha king said coldly, making Miguel swallow nervously “Yes alpha,” just like that, Miguel dropped the idea. As long as he kept quiet. He was safe. “The queen requests for your presence… the bride will be arriving tonight," Miguel informed and waited for an answer. The alpha king required a bride. The 8th one ran away and was yet to be found; hence they had to find another bride.

“Who are you?” One brow lifted faintly, almost with amusement, though his eyes remained sharp and unreadable. For a long moment he studied her as if she were a question he had already expected to find in the middle of the night. Then he inclined his head just enough to acknowledge that she had earned the truth. “Kael,” he said. “Alpha King.” The words hit her harder than the moon ceremony, harder than Rovan’s rejection, harder than the guards reaching for her in the dark. Aira’s breath caught and refused to move for a second, her mind scrambling for anything solid enough to hold. Kings did not appear in border forests. Kings did not stand alone in the snow and speak to rejected women. Kings

Her heart twisted painfully. She struggled to sit as the wretched witch approached but found herself unable to move. “What the hell have you done to me?” Angela demanded, thrashing against the restraints holding her to the table. Kesha smiled, though her eyes remained glued to Angela’s beautiful body, the body that would belong to her in two days. “Angela Armstrong. Wife of the Alpha King. Heiress of the White Witch Queen. Mother of the hybrid heir.” She smiled darkly. “What a magnificent prize, all in one woman.”

As the vows reached their end, I saw the flicker in Mizkeal’s eye color. Kian. Kian was trying to fight him from inside. He was trying to take over Mizkeal. But I knew with the trauma Kian’s soul had sustained, fighting Mizkeal’s complete soul wouldn’t be possible. After the final vows, Alpha King stopped and then looked at Moratia as though asking for a final permission. She gave him a curt nod. “By the power vested in me as Alpha King of this land, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may seal your vows… with a… kiss…” he said, hesitating towards the end.

The cold, murky water fell from the tips of my hair and traveled down my curves to end up on the blanket. "Hah, you've done enough acting as the wife of the Alpha Kings. You're not very suitable standing next to them. You're ruining the beautiful scenery into a nightmare." A servant with freckles that filled her cheeks was staring at me with a sharp gaze. She was holding her chest with her face raised as if to make me look low at the moment. "I will be polite to you one last time, Miss O'Malley. The Alpha Kings have achieved their goal, which is to spend the night with you who is their mate. So, please prepare to leave the Celestial Dawn pack. You have been banished by the Alpha Kings."

VALERIE The atmosphere was festive, the street was decorated gorgeously with bright balloons which rose to the sky and countless ribbons fell on the heads of the people. Today was a very important day for the wolf tribe as they celebrate the marriage ceremony of their Alpha, Tristan. They cheered and flocked around the gorgeous and magnificent carriage which I was sitting in to the palace at the other end of the road, looking at the beautiful and noble bride of their Alpha with admiration and devotion. I was sitting in the carriage dressed up in a beautiful royal dress and I was adorned with expensive and beautiful beads. The carriage was guarded by heavily armed guards and we were heading t

“Your marriage is going to be built on debt - I hope you know that! No matter how pretty your gown may look, you’re still just a wolfless nobody marrying a poor bodyguard.” I grit my teeth, trying to tune her out. “Just be thankful that I was actually able to secure a worthy alpha to marry me. I’m going to be far richer than you could ever dream to be!” Dora continued to jeer. I was only free from her torment when I shut the door to the servant’s room.