The Alpha's Bride Novels & Stories

They all walked out without saying a word, and I shook my head in question. “The woman is coming as an Alpha’s bride. She has to look like one. As far as I understand, she is an omega…” “I am an Alpha, but I am an outcast…” “An Alpha is an Alpha whether or not you want to admit it. You seem to be going high about being that demon’s heir that you forgot that IF you are an Alpha now, it is because you earned it by blood. The number of nights that I stayed up tending to your wounds are countless, and I know that you would have fought more if you had to.” She said, stopping me. “She is going to have to look like the Luna that she is supposed to be, and I am not going to start with her behavior…”

Just as she stood beside me, she whispered, “Alpha Caramel, of course.” I turned to her in disbelief. “If you wanted him, why didn’t you go for him before I came?” “Alpha Caramel is a little,” she paused, “difficult.” Why would he not be difficult when she is hovering and claiming him when he is not looking in her direction? I could not imagine this girl. She was older than me by the look of it, but I could still tell how delusional she was even at her age. Rose was beautiful. She had a good height, perfect body shape, beautiful long silky hair, and light brown phoenix eyes complemented by her thick, long lashes and well-carved eyebrows. Every man would want to have someone like her as their

The ground present as the bare irreplaceable fact of wolves existing and being held as completely real by what had always held them. *Being is the ground. Everything else is love.* "Good morning," Lucas said. "Good morning," I said. The morning was the morning. The territory was the territory. The original bond was what it had always been. The Alpha's cursed bride had arrived at the destination the curse had always been obstructing — not a governance achievement, not a formal recognition, not the completion of a framework. Simply this. The hill and the bond and the territory and the life that was genuinely, completely, ordinarily hers.

"I wondered if the stories were exaggerated." Nyra looked at him. "What stories?" she said. Fenrich blinked. He had not expected to be addressed. "That the Fenwick Alpha had taken a human bride out of desperation rather than choice," he said, which was a more direct version of what he had meant to imply. "I see," she said. She held his gaze with the flat attention she used when she was not performing anything. "The Alpha's choice is his own to explain. I am simply curious which version of the story interested you most, the desperation, or the human."

Beside us were two older ladies, which I think were Lunas from another pack. “Finally, the Alpha King was about to get married. It’s about time,” uttered the older lady. She sipped some water from her glass before continuing. “I heard the Lady Ashley Blake, the bride, was a great she-wolf too being a Gamma daughter. They were a perfect match.”

When I was done, I shifted back to my human self, my tattered clothes drenched in blood. "This is for you, Alpha." Kavan handed me a paper when I was done scouting the environment. "We found it on the neck of one of the animals you just killed." I opened it and my face fell drastically. Right there on the bloodied note, it read. 'Dear Alpha, be prepared because this time, I would be coming to claim your bride.' I stared at Kavan, and he looked back at me as he tried to read out my expression on what I had seen on the note that he had given to me.

“Where's the bride?” She forced a snarl back down her throat. “In the changing room. She'd appear after the Alpha has appeared.” “Well, that's interesting. Can I have the glass back, please? I'm quite thirsty.” “Where the hell is the Alpha?” Diane forcing herself into his mind was not something Julian had foreseen happening, and his mind was momentarily imbalanced. Then he steadied himself and glared at her before pushing her out. “Don't you dare do that again,” he said with a low growl. “And as for where the Alpha is, well-, it's his wedding, so he should be here soon.”

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.

"Hurry up, if we get late... Of course, you'll find a way to get yourself out of trouble. As for poor me, I'll get punished instead of both of us. Except for you, no one can disrespect Alpha Alwyn and get away with it but you..." I followed the girl without knowing where. The moment we left the tent, it was already night. I followed her through the woods until we reached a group of people who were gathering around a bonfire. Everything was becoming weirder in a way that hurt. I felt a painful headache while watching the wedding for many reasons. Still, the strongest reason was that I was familiar with both the bride and her groom. Curious, huh? Well, I bet you'd feel as confused as me once y

With a sigh, Alpha Klein straightens his position and turns to his men. “Stop the attack... The Redmoon pack has kept their promise; we’ve found ourselves my new bride." My knees weaken in shock. . .*