Novel & Cerita The Alpha's Allure: Married To My Enemy

I roared, saying sharply, "I don't want to see you now in front of me; go to your room." She replied angrily, "Don't forget Alpha; I am your wife and the legitimate luna of the pack. I will never betray you, and I will never mess with a man other than you, unlike her." She dropped her bomb and walked away. The next moment I was right behind her, twisting her right arm behind her back, approaching her ear, and speaking in a threatening tone, "I'll cut your throat, Hela, if you say this again; save your tongue; and I don't want to hear this again; don't forget she's my mate."

The alpha got so drunk that he ended up forcing himself on her in his chamber. Waking up the next day, she felt miserable and it felt as though she betrayed her late husband. She was more shocked when the alpha confessed his love to her and asked to marry her, regardless of her being a maid. She saw it as an opportunity, even if she didn't want to do it. Getting married to the alpha was her worst nightmare that kept haunting her every day that passed, until she noticed that the alpha's beta, Nicolai was having soft spot for her, even if she was still married to the alpha.

as I say like the good Omega that I know you can be."She stalled. "W-What? I won't marry you, Luthor! You can't force me to!""Actually, I can," he said, "The Alpha can exercise his right to marry whomsoever he chooses. And you know why that is, don't you, Sharon?"She had to squelch a sob, her body too hot, too overwrought by his nearness. She could smell him everywhere around her in the tiny car, sense the heat of his body, his mastery, the possibility of excitement when he talked of the night of her heat."Because an Alpha can claim a mate. Any Omega he desires, whoever she is. If he desires her, he claims her. And you are not so different, little Omega." He leaned in closer, his voice drop

The ring of the alarm clock jolts me out of sleep. I groan, groping at the nightstand. Except this isn't my nightstand, and what's ringing isn't the alarm clock. I realize then where I am, and what happened yesterday. I should be on my honeymoon, but I'm in the room of the Alpha of the enemy pack, Levi Grant, whom I've married. Memories of last night begin to swirl around in my head. Memories of Levi's hands roaming my body, as his lips and mine joined.

Seeing her like this awakened a more primal part of me—a part that wanted nothing more than to devour her whole. Goddess, I lived for this. “Grind on me.” Her eyes widened slightly at my order. But she knew I wouldn’t be repeating myself. Slowly, she moved her waist, grinding against my cock that was screaming to be set free. But I had to control myself. I needed to remember my goal. The men here knew. They all knew this was Ragnar’s wife—his ex-wife now. And yet, none of them dared to question this. Because there was nothing more graceful, more poetic in its violence, than the image of an Alpha’s wife being ravished by his enemy—by me.

But my heart already betrayed me, thumping wildly as I felt his face getting closer, his chest brushing mine, his hand resting possessively on my waist. “I won’t let you…” He stopped just a centimeter away from my face, enough to let me taste the mint scent of his breath. “You won’t let me what?” His voice dropped into a snarl that made the hair on my nape stand up. “Claim you back again?” I swallowed hard, forcing my trembling hands to stay still. My wolf was screaming at me to melt into him, to let go, but my mind had to fight back. “Yes,” I whispered, voice shaking, “I won’t let you. I’m married to Alpha Victor. This… this is all wrong!”

There are a lot of women that have lost their destiny and goals all in the name of marriage, meanwhile men never give up on their youthful dreams, they still pursue at the expense of their wives, I am determined that I will never let this happen in my world. My wife would fulfill all her potentials after all when she goes for judgment in the afterlife for those who believe in this, she wouldn't be asked if she was married but they will ask her what she did while on earth, as a mate, I'm not supposed to seek my personal interests like other Alphas do but to seek for her dreams to come true and a collective interest.

Kiki ———- If there’s one thing I’ve learned about being married to an Alpha, it’s that drama doesn’t wait for an invitation. It just barges in, kicks the door open, and sets your peace on fire. I crossed my arms and stared at my husband… my formerly sane husband who had just dropped the “fated mate” bomb on me like it was an afterthought. “Explain,” I said, my voice calm. Too calm. The kind of calm that made Dan’s eyes flicker because even he knew I was two seconds away from turning into a storm.

I just breathed. And as the day slipped behind the clouds, painting the room in golden grief, I heard the hallway grow quiet. Steps outside the door. The sound of familiar heavy footsteps approaching. A voice beyond the threshold. Deep and commanding as always. I knew It was him. Alpha Ryker had returned. And this time… He came to make me his wife. Was I bonded to him forever?

I nodded once, throat too raw to speak. He unlocked the chains, rubbed his hands as if cleaning them of dirt. “Good girl. Get some sleep. You have a role to play.” I didn’t sleep. How could I? The week ahead stretched like a noose tightening. This marriage wasn’t freedom. It was just trading one prison for another—Father’s basement for a stranger’s pack house, my scars hidden under a different set of expectations. I lay in the barren room he gave me, staring at the ceiling, fear coiling in my chest like smoke. What if the beta saw through the mask? What if he was like Father—perfect on the surface, rot beneath? The alliance was Father’s power grab, nothing more. More territory, more wolves,