The Alpha King's Banished Bride Novels & Stories

Luck might not be on his side again. "Why must she be so stubborn?" Edward said to himself as he grunted in anger. "Why did she have to bring down the drapes?" He made a mental note to ask the servants when he came back to put everything back to normalcy. She might be his wife, but she didn't have the right to change his already set rules. He was to remind her of that this night when they consummated. He felt a shiver run down his spine as he thought of he and his new bride consummating. How was he going to do it without her seeing his face? His wife seemed to be one who was always inquisitive about everything, always having questions to ask.

I reached for it, but the moment my fingers touched it, everything changed. Mist swallowed the chamber. A woman appeared—, sm. “You seek the heart,” she said, her voice echoing. “But it demands a price. Love will bind or break you, alpha.” “Love?” I choked out. The word tasted foreign, a concept I’d long since buried beneath duty and survival. “I don’t—” “You do,and you'll realize it when the time is due” she said, soft but firm. “And it will cost you.”

She sobbed as her vision dimmed and her stomach roiled. The men snatched her back up as she sagged even more. “She’ll faint at the sight of el jefe’s pene grande.” Herrera cursed. “Tell Ysalane she will be punished if my new bride doesn’t please me in all ways.” Then he grabbed her chin, snapping her head up. “Until tonight, mi novia.” “I’ll die first, cerdo.” Angela forced the words out of her dry, swollen-tongued mouth. “No,” Herrera said, smiling. “You’ll only wish you were dead.”

"You have been chosen by the Crown to fulfill the Northern Alliance. You will present yourself as bride to Prince Rowan of the North Pack. The ceremony will take place in seven days." The crowd went silent. Elara's smile vanished. "What?" "The treaty requires a bride from your bloodline," the matchmaker said calmly. "Your family pledged this bond generations ago. It is time to honor that pledge." "No." Elara pulled away from Damon. "I'm not marrying some broken prince in a frozen wasteland. That's not happening." Lyra had heard rumors about Prince Rowan. Everyone had too. The oldest son of the Northern Alpha King. Once a powerful warrior and unmatched in combat. Then came the accident five y

the High Priestess asked. “Yes, I do,” Damon said, smiling. “Alpha King Alessandro Bianchi, do you also take Princess Trisha Forrest-Stone as your lawfully wedded wife and Luna?” “I do,” he says. His eyes twinkle as he looks at me. The High Priestess turns to Braden. “Alpha King Braden Winten, do you also take Princess Trisha Forrest-Stone as your lawfully wedded wife and Luna?” “I definitely do,” Braden says. He winks at me and wiggles an eyebrow, and I want to chuckle.

Kaleth brought his face closer to mine, as he eyed my lips. He hates me and I can't stand him. He won't do it. Kaleth raised my chin. My breathing became ragged. I struggled to break free but he wouldn't let go. Tears rolled down my face as his hot breath fanned my face. He pressed a feathered kiss on the corner of my lips. As if I repulsed him, he loosened his grip on him and stood back. "All hail the Alpha King for he has taken a wife, bringing us the good fortune of having a mother figure - a Luna. May this union bless the realm and may heirs...."

However, fate had a different plan in store for her. As the dreaded lycan prince, Adrian Caleb, arrived at the pack estate, Alessia's life took an unexpected turn. Adrian was captivated by her beauty and spirit, and he took her away from the pack to be his personal maid and live with him. Alessia, although initially hesitant, found solace in Adrian's presence. With time, their bond deepened, and Adrian realized that Alessia was the girl he had been waiting for to assume the throne as the Alpha King.

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.

My voice grows louder as Adam lets me take the stage, “Everything is there in those papers, the transactions. There are interviews with those girls. They are willing to testify how they were forced to come here under the guise of mating other males and then forced to become your mistresses and then disposed of into the red-light district. The previous Alpha was also doing something similar, but it wasn’t this bad. Jason took it a step further by looking for females in his own pack, females he was supposed to protect!” “Shut up, you stupid bitch!” Jason lunges at me, only to be thrown back by Adam. “Don’t put your hands on my pregnant mate!” He snarls. Jason’s eyes widen, “P-Pregnant? What?”

Alpha Evander finally bent his knees and then asked the Alpha King to join him in the garden. “Yes. There is something important I want to tell you.” The Alpha King’s eyes rested on my face and I trembled. Pale as a sheet of paper. “But I want you to bring your bride as well.” Me? What does the Alpha King want from me?!