The Alpha's Bride Novels & Stories

I said, though my heart was beating too loudly. She studied me again, her gaze lingering on my face, my hair, my eyes. “Are you the new bride?” she asked suddenly. “The one everyone has been whispering about?” I hesitated. “Yes.” Her eyes widened again. “So it is true,” she murmured. “The Alpha has taken a bride. And it is you.” “You still have not told me who you are,” I said. She blinked as if realizing she had forgotten. “Mara,” she said. “My name is Mara Jonathan.”

he frowned, taking in the scene of the little girl gripping me tightly. Alpha Kieran growled and pushed at Jason when he tried to reach for me. “Since most of the Alphas are here, I annouce this formally now, to all," he said coldly. "From this moment on, this woman is my bride. I’m taking her with me. And I don't accept No as an answer, Alpha Jason.”

she cried out, almost screaming now. Whether it was a misinterpretation or not was irrelevant. I had a mission here today—and that mission was I want to be considered down-to-earth, someone who really wants to be friends even with those whose level may be different from mine. A positive reputation can benefit alpha don if I will begin show my support on him. Bride could've used my name to make her wedding more interesting, but I was employing her mating ritual as a lure to entice the elusive Alpha. Her bash would be the talk of the town, for sure. Maybe even people would attempt to find out about her relationship with the Madisons. But that mattered not to me. Tonight, I would be visible.

So, with the anticipation all over, the doors of the hall were pushed open from outside, and the bride appeared in her black dress. "What is happening? Why black of all colours?" "Is she a widow? It's like she is planning to kill the alpha." "What's with the rusted jasmine? Are flowers too expensive in the market that the alpha couldn't get his Luna a better bouquet?" Everyone had a thing to say about the bride, but guess what? Neither the bride nor her alpha cared.

This year, being my second year of becoming Alpha made the elders and the members curious about why I was without a mate or a bride I guess the moon goddess had her timings concerning that I stared at her photo given to me by the elders of my pack She looked so innocent and yet young, I watched how long her hair was left to flow to the side of her face and her eyes had those sparkles in them Her smile was everything I thought about how long I had been the Alpha of the pack I was born into And yet without a mate or a bride to call mine The elders of the pack had arranged for a certain girl who was in her 17s to be my bride and mate And who was I to detest The ceremony was to be held tomorrow

“Okay, I’m nervous, Atticus. How do you know everything will go right this time?” I close the space between us and brush a strand of her behind her ear, “I don't know Viviane, but I hope Selene upholds her promise and that the gods don't decide to play dirty tricks on us tonight. I must hurry now, my love.” I give her a kiss on the forehead. “Make her the most beautiful bride you've ever seen.” I command the Omegas when they arrive with Viviane’s wedding dress. The women bare their necks to me and say in unison, “Yes, Alpha.”

"You ditched me on the day of your pack induction ceremony. Do you have any idea how embarrassing that is? I came to ask—are you still joining, or what?" I could bet my life that Kent would turn around and leave without hesitation if I said no. "Of course, I'm joining!" My goal had been to settle unfinished business with the rogues. Kent stepped in front of me, shielding me with his body. "You hear that, psycho? This beautiful she-wolf is about to become family." The tension thickened. Another voice cut through the air as a fight was about to break out. Alpha King Andrew Amadeus of the Crimson Fangs Pack had arrived. His warriors seized Anthony, tying him up before he could resist.

Both girls exchange a look before Cassie says, hesitantly, “That’s not it. Unless an Alpha finds his true mate, whoever he gives his mating mark to is always a political decision. You’re not from a powerful family so even if he wanted to, he couldn’t mate you. The Elders would have never allowed it.” I feel confused and even more worried, “So why-?” Their silence gives me a sinister answer, “He bought me. He bought me knowing he can’t mate me, and he gave me to someone who can’t take another mate.” My breathing is growing shallower as panic begins to set in, “If Cameron - If Cameron can’t give me the mating mark, then I can become his concubine. The Alpha - Jason can take me as his concubine

Chapter five. Alpha Aiden. The screams and burning fire was a bit satisfying as I watched the little village burn down. I sat still on my seat, watching one of my warriors gather up the women. Pathetic little things. So vulnerable, it pissed me off. How pathetic was their Alpha who was being dragged towards me by my lead warrior, Drogo, his limbs tied up in ropes. He was just as weak as the rest of his pack. Those who dared to go wolfing on me were killed on the spot.

"But Alpha..." "Take," Dylan repeated coldly. "The measurements here. Don't make me repeat myself." An awkward silence reigned for a few seconds. Jordan turned his face away to hide a smile, while Scarlett glared at Dylan. Her hands fisted and she opened her mouth to protest, but he gave her a dark look, silently daring her to disobey him. In the end, she scoffed and turned away. Winona noticed the tension between her Alpha and his bride to be. She had heard the gossip that he planned to take a human bride, and everyone knew it was to break the curse on his bloodline.