The Alpha's Bride Novels & Stories

Alex walked into the large room, with stacks of books and two lamps by the edges of the center table where the Alpha sat. “Good you're here. I've been wanting to speak to You”, the Alpha continued. “What brings you here, by the way?” he adjusted his square-framed glasses to get a clear view of Alex. “I presumed a nice chat with my father would be nice”, he lied. He didn't want to give a clue about Lucia's call. The Alpha threw a suspicious look at him, before closing the book in front of him. “Have a seat”, he continued. “The Alpha of Alvarez Kingdom has agreed on the union. We're making arrangements. Your wedding is in two months. Congratulations son.”

Crowd cheered as the priest blessed them. They exchanged rings in a joyful atmosphere. Everyone who was present trembled, witnessing the Alpha and his bride graze each other with utter love and care. It was as if they were made for each other. Just as they joined their foreheads and sniffed amidst happy tears, everyone's heart sank. They were made for each other. The display of affection they depicted unintentionally towards each other showed their strong bond. The way his hands held her waist and how she clutched at his shoulders provided a small glimpse of struggles the alpha and his bride may have gone through.

So I told her father I wanted to marry her and promised to compensate him dearly with money and properties , at first I thought he will refused because of my bad reputation and the rumors about me nor that he has any power to tell me not to marry his daughter, I just don’t want to forcefully marry his daughter without his consent, but to my greatest surprise, he agreed, I guess because of the money and property I promised to give him after the marriage, I compensated him after the marriage, I gave me a contract worth of 200 million dollars, and also gave him a share of my company. I looked at the woman in my hands and smiled, she was sleeping so soundly, when I looked at her lips, I couldn’

“You should be directing those questions toward me.” “I am sorry, Alpha,” the priest apologized. “Do you accept Scarlett Blackstone as your wife and Luna?” With a smirk plastered on his face, he responded, “Yes, I do.” I swallowed my tears as the priest turned to face me. “Do you accept the Alpha as your Alpha and husband?” I fought back the tears, swallowing them down. “Yes, I do.” “Then, Alpha, you may kiss the bride.” I tensed, fully aware of what awaited me. My stomach tightened in dread, but I raised my head and forced myself to meet his cold eyes.

“This isn’t some fantasy story. You’re living in it now.” Ryleigh didn’t respond. She stared at the silver necklace at her throat, the cool crescent pendant resting against her collarbone. The symbol of her rank. Her cage. Natalia broke the silence. “You should also know the Alpha’s not here right now.” That pulled Ryleigh’s attention. “Where is he?” “He’s with his bride,” Natalia said with a sigh. “The Luna-to-be. A Mafia pack daughter from the eastern territories. Real political move. Strengthens ties between two powerful bloodlines.”

He explained, still with his head bowed. 'This is embarrassing but...how did he know I'm Alpha Styx's bride?' thought Vivian. She hasn't met the Alpha nor his people, she doesn't even have an idea on how the Alpha looked like. But according to rumors, he was an old man who has been bedridden for years and he was cursed by someone called the Moon Witch or something that was why he had no bride. "You must be wondering how I was able to recognize you right?" Karl asked with a smile on his face. Looking at his smile, Vivian's heart couldn't help but skip a beat. If only, her groom could be half as handsome as he is.

After all, not a dump like this place. One of the alpha’s approaches me, one of the brothers who ceremony this is. I can see through their veiled attempt at this little get together they are after something, I know it. I cut right to the chase, not caring that I’m being rude. This is a business event, after all. “So, which girl is to be my bride?” I asked, scanning the crowd. There were a few beauties, to be sure, but nothing compared to back home. The alpha next to me clicked his jaw before pointing out the girl from earlier. I didn’t hear what else he said, but I smirked at the thought. Interesting. I think I could definitely have some fun with her.

The female Alpha laughed, swiftly skewering all the small fish Lola had brought with an iron prod, and asked, "How come you're here all by yourself? Where are your family members? Aren't you cold? Just wearing this thin skirt? Did you argue with your family and sneak out?" Lola didn't understand. The female Alpha finally realized something was wrong. She leaned over to Lola and asked, "Are you... an idiot?" In such cold weather, an Omega, wearing only a thin skirt, standing barefoot on the beach, without any cold-resistant clothing, her lips had changed color from the wind. She seemed unable to understand what people were saying, had no reaction, her face full of confusion. She held the hem

While I'd still been screaming myself hoarse every night, begging them to let me out. "Your family home was renovated by the Fells as a mating gift," Galina continued. I nodded mechanically, trying to process it all. "And Alpha Richard?" I asked, trying to sound casual and failing miserably. "What's he like?" Galina considered this carefully, her eyes searching my face. "Powerful. Youngest Alpha they've had in generations." She paused. "He's... devoted to Elena. Anyone can see it." Something twisted painfully in my chest. I ignored it, focusing on cutting my pancakes into smaller and smaller pieces.

My eyes stung, and I had no idea if I was about to cry or laugh, so I did a strange mix of both, alone in the most uncomfortable room in the house. Maybe this was fate. A clumsy, unfortunate fate. I turned the page over with a lot more respect than before. Clause fourteen. Upon completion of the transfer described in Clause six, the Alphas may dissolve this union at their sole discretion, without contest from the wife or her family. The little happiness drained from my face and left something cold. Dissolve. Not divorce. Dissolve, like I was some sugar in a tea. A little stir and it’s gone. I sat on the nearest chair, because my legs were starting to hurt. Reality slowly started to win. it a