The Alpha's Replacement Bride Novels & Stories

He looked down at her unconscious face and smiled at the camera one of his men was still holding. “The human mate is mine now,” he said to the world that was still watching. “The alpha is dead. The children are human. And the age of wolves hiding in the dark is over. Welcome to the new order.” He turned and walked toward his vehicle with Zara in his arms. Behind him, on the ground, Damien’s hand twitched once. His eyes opened. Gold. Bright. Alive. The bond was not gone. It had only gone quiet. And somewhere deep in the trees, a single howl rose into the night. Low. Furious. Not finished. Not even close.

“...you can do this, Liz.” Even though I say the words aloud, I don’t believe them. Most people have at least had the opportunity to meet their bride or groom before the wedding. But not me. I am walking into this wedding blind. I have never seen Deimos Phalen, and I know him only by reputation. The Alpha who overthrew his own father, killed his own brother, and destroyed his own pack for the title. The crippled Alpha that’s the worst choice for a mate. The wedding is less than two hours away, and then I will be Mrs. Phalen. Or, Mrs. Devil.

Alpha Mark went to Raymond and hugged him. “My son, have you woken up? Do I see right? I am so pleased.” Raymond patted his back lightly, saying, “It’s not time for these questions.” Alpha Mark nodded and moved back. “What happened, everyone?” He asked. “Alpha, your uncle wedded this girl to you while you were unconscious,” a man said. Hearing him speak, Jennifer thought he might be important to this Pack. “Yes, Alpha. As our esteemed Alpha, whoever you marry will become our Luna. How can any girl be audacious to throw a party, claiming to be your bride? You did not even sign the marriage papers.”

Lola realized she had made a mistake. She closed her eyes, Caesar's fingers deeply embedded in her hair, and asked, "Who owns you now?" Lola said, "Daddy." Caesar was not satisfied with this answer. "Name." "Caesar." Caesar finally got the answer he wanted, he let go of Lola's hair, grabbed her fingers, and entwined his fingers with hers. "You have to remember," Caesar looked into Lola's eyes, "I will mark you permanently, Lola, I am your Alpha."

Everyone kept quiet and listened attentively, after he was done speaking Naya went up to the gate and looked at the man. Before she could speak looked at Naya from head to toe, his eyes sparkled and said “so you are the reason that my pack member was killed?” Naya sneered and said “he brought it upon himself, he wanted to force me to marry him”, the man smiled and said “I can see why”, he then continued and said “you know what there is no need to call your Alpha, since Liam was killed because of you, we will just take you back to our tribe, and we would consider this debt settled”, he then turned to Louis and asked “what do you say?”, Louis just smiled with his hands still in his pocket.

“Your betrothed would be here any minute,” my father, Alpha Faustus announced, breaking the eerie silence in the dining. My step-sister, Kira was present at the dining but I knew very well that he was not referring to her. He was talking to me. I had been betrothed to the son of the Alpha of a neighboring pack, Prince Christopher, and no matter how much I protested, my father would not hear of it. “You don’t seem to be excited, Anna?” he frowned.

"We made a deal that if I tried out how it felt to not wage war on the other menial packs for a year and I found it 'not bad' I'd permanently stop it. But if nothing had changed inside me by then, you'd assist me in formulating a plan to bring them to their knees. That was the plan. Not trying to bond with the daughter of the most stubborn alpha to ever exist." I spat the last part out. He met my gaze calmly. “It’s not just about bonding. It’s about facing the truth. Do you want peace? It starts with her.” I slammed my fist against the desk. The wood cracked slightly under the force. “Don’t bring her into this. If there is another alpha with the stubbornness to match mine, it is Brocks Vale.

“Fine. But when this is over, and you’re officially Alpha, don’t forget this moment.” Isla raised an eyebrow. “Which moment?” “The one where you turned my life upside down without even trying.” She smiled softly. “Then you’d better get used to it.” “All my efforts to get you married have gone to waste,” Isla said with a smile that told me she was enjoying this far too much. “But don’t worry, I’ll find a suitable damsel somewhere in this pack.” Of course she was smiling. She wasn’t the one buried in work. “I’ve already signed my fate,” I replied flatly. “I don’t need a wife.”

"Go ahead and finish that sentence." Julian had the grace to look slightly uncomfortable. "I mean no offense, Miss Graves. But you have to understand the optics here. The Alpha's heir publicly rejecting his arranged marriage to claim the daughter of an executed traitor? It looks like exactly the kind of impulsive rebellion that worries the pack elders." "Julian," I warned, but he held up a hand. "I'm your second, Kai. It's my job to tell you truths others won't." He turned back to Lena, his expression softening marginally. "How long have you known each other?"

A low sound rumbled in his chest—half warning, half amusement. “The contract says otherwise.” She took a step toward him before she could stop herself. “Then listen carefully, Alpha.” The air crackled. “I will follow your rules,” she said. “I will play the bride. But I will not be weak. And I will not die quietly to make your life easier.” The silence that followed was sharp enough to cut. Darius studied her for a long moment. Then he reached out, fingers brushing her wrist. Heat surged instantly—too strong, too fast.