The Alpha's Allure: Married To My Enemy Novels & Stories

she says. Means well? I don’t know about that. The Alpha is an enigma on his own; he’s hot, then cold. He comes into my room, presses up against me, muddles up my mind, and leaves me wanting him with an ache I cannot explain. The worst part is I allow him to. “I’m…sure he does,” I say with a tight smile, sipping on the delicious tea. Ariadne laughs a bit as she picks up a cookie. “Once you’re married, you’ll see what I mean, and don’t look at me like that. Of course, I know you’re about to get married, especially with the way he looks when he talks about you.”

Lucas struggled to stand up from bed. He looked like a pile of shit. He didn't care about me at all, and he tried to stand up. I was fucking bleeding to death and I had to hold him in my arms to support him. Story of my life. I don't know why men have to get married to a woman who makes their life miserable, but anyway, Alphas are twisted mysterious creatures. They do unpredictable things to make their lives eventful and miserable. Then, they thrive against all odds, only leaving their Betas to wither and die.

I never wanted to witness my wolf rip apart. “Close your eyes and you'll get on your knees and watch while we fuck.” He growled. The whole scene was getting weirder before my eyes. “Is this the Calvin I met in London and who I came here to fight for?” I shrugged my shoulders, twisting my mouth into a smirk as I looked at them. “So disgusting!” I murmured. I thought deep down within me that Alice must have drugged the Alpha or charmed him to love her more, besides which reasonable Alpha would want to marry a woman who values her body shape rather than giving birth to a baby?

“I think you do.” “I know we are getting married soon,” she spat. “But that doesn't mean that you own me.” “No one is talking about that,” he shouted back. She crossed her arms, her jaw tightened. “I’m your Alpha. You don’t question me.” “And I’m your Beta,” he retorted. “The man you were supposed to marry. The man who stood beside you. You don’t get to treat me like a soldier when I’m the one who’s been here from the start.”

my father said happily as we approached Alpha’s bed. Meanwhile, I wanted to throw up when I saw that usual nasty and predatory look in his eyes that has always made my skin crawl. “Well, I’ll be in even better shape when we make this wedding happen by this month’s end,” Alpha dropped a bomb that made my entire life explode horribly before my very eyes. As if that wasn’t horrifying enough, he added… “Besides, a young bride warming my bed would make me recover much faster,” his eyes ran down my body hungrily as he said the words.

But each time, I found myself in her bed, in her arms, losing pieces of myself to the feel of her skin, the way she said my name like a damn prayer when I made love to her. She should have known better. She should have known what I was. I wasn’t her mate or her lover. I was Alpha of Rael of Crimson Moon Pack. My life was forged in power, not love. I didn’t have room for it. So I did what I was supposed to do. I married Liora two weeks after the ceremony. The pack applauded her, with her father pledging his strongest warriors, his wealth and his allegiance to us. I stood beside her at the altar, folding her hand in mine, smiling like I has already won.

His eyes soft, his mask gone. The council chamber was utterly still now, but their silence was louder than any shout. I straightened, letting them drink it in. “You see now. While bound to my sister, the Alpha betrays her with another. Not just another” I leaned closer, my voice sharp as a blade. “A rogue.” The word hit the chamber like a thunderclap. Elder Marcellus’ jaw clenched. His eyes cut through me, but I held his stare. Tonight, I was not the child-sister. Tonight, I was the one holding truth like fire in my palm.

"Or would you tell me this is the work of the Alpha king as well, because I would like to know how he would know so much about me, and even go out of his way to plan this." I could have sworn i saw the corner of Alex's lips tilt slowly around the edges. "You would be surprised by how much he knows about you." He mumbled, but i heard him well. I chose to ignore it as he then added. "But to answer your question, I admit, yours was my doing." There, he was not hiding it any longer. I arched a brow. "I did not know you could be so sneaky." "I could be daring as well, but you would think that is too much, would you not?" I just know he would. "I want you by my side though, i meant what I said. We

I sit quietly at the foot of the bed, hands folded on my thighs while I wait. The rush of water cuts off. The door opens and my head turns before I realise it has. My gaze traces the path of his damp skin until it disappeared beneath the towel wrapped around his waist. He pauses, staring at me as well. I quickly pull myself out of the contact, taking a deep sigh. “I'm just realizing now that you didn't tell me much about your family or that you were anyway related to the Alpha family… Gosh I should have known…. from the name Smith.”

I felt like being smothered with it, overstimulating, but I was addicted. Would it be a sin to yearn for her? To reach out and touch her? Your mate was already married, the voice in my mind whispered. All at once, reality crashed on me, and I was back in the present with the Pack Alpha's wife sitting next to me while we hid in the corner of a fucking hedge maze. Her wolf wasn't even responding to mine. Things should not have to be this way. "It's a mistake," Chiara said. Her voice was soft, its sound caressing my ears. "Picking up fights will only bring you further in the spotlight. Attention from anyone, especially the Pack Alpha, is dangerous."