The Alpha's Replacement Bride Novels & Stories

“I like testing your brides, but I’d rather walk into fire than deal with that one.” Another bride? Alpha Kael turns to me. “Ex-bride. I absorbed her parents’ pack years ago.” “The only one who didn’t die,” Raven mutters. “Veronica.” “Stay with Lara,” Alpha Kael orders. “I’ll send Eric.” He presses a quick kiss to my cheek and leaves. “Who is she?” I ask. “He told you. Ex-bride.” Raven smiles, trying to downplay it. “I know but…” “It’s nothing. Kael will handle it.”

A true alpha. He looked straight ahead, never catching a glimpse of me. My heart ached at the thought that he may never truly see me again, and I would be stuck watching him on television or in interviews. Married to Dora of all people. As he made it to the altar, the organ played the ‘Wedding March’ and the doors opened once again. Dora sashayed down the carpet, a white veil fixed over her face. The dress - my dress - looked amazing, but it obviously didn’t fit her quite right.

All I desired was for this wedding to be over so that I could persuade my future husband to assist my father in his dire situation. Ten minutes passed when the door swung open, and as I turned, I spotted Fiona and her daughter approaching me. Their faces beamed with joy, as if they had won the lottery. "Cheer up, Martina! Today is your wedding day, not a funeral," Alicia said, her voice filled with amusement. "That's right, and you're incredibly lucky to be marrying a wealthy man," Stefanie added, lacking any genuine reassurance. "Girls, please calm down and stop teasing your sister. Let me have a look at you," Fiona said, inspecting me.

“You are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen in my life.” I blushed and took a deep breath, as I didn’t want to ruin the hard work of our Rhos. “You are so handsome too, my love.” He squeezed my hand, and soon, Elder Tom’s voice filled the field. “Our beloved pack members, it’s such a lovely day we gather to see the happy moment of our Alpha’s life. He will have his mate today. Alpha Cameron Black and Miss Anna Warren, please say your pledge to each other.”

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.

“This is Vivian, my Luna. She isn’t Jaxson’s mother, but she is Xander’s.” I give her a brief nod. The ordeal of the king Alpha losing his true mate so early on in their marriage was a huge talking point through the packs for many years. He was fated to Lily, a gorgeous she-wolf who was the most charitable royal this land has ever known. But she got ill one day, passing on shortly after the birth of their son, Jaxson. When the king Alpha had remarried, no one could disparage the fact that Vivian’s long brown hair and deep hazel eyes were a stark resemblance of his late wife, Lily.

I hear movement, then a hand lifts sharply like he’s about to hit me. “You little—” Another guard immediately grabs his arm. “Don’t.” “What?” “Have you gone stupid?” the second guard hisses lowly. “She’s the Alpha’s bride for the ceremony.” Bride? My entire body goes rigid. “Alpha Keal specifically ordered that her face remains untouched,” the guard continues seriously. “Would you like to explain the bruises on her face to him yourself?” The first guard curses under his breath immediately and lowers his hand, but I barely hear them anymore.

He pressed his bloody knife to my father’s throat, a smile playing on his lips. “Do you accept your daughter as my bride?” My heart stopped. Father gulped hard, he stared at me, his eyes apologizing for what he is about to say. Alpha Lennox had accepted me as his bride, the first trial had passed and my pack was spared. Not entirely sure if I am his mate or just one of his bride, I hope to be the latter, if he were my mate then I would know it. I would have felt it the minute he walked in.

“This one’s rarely touched, Alpha. Age has made it delicate.” “Has anyone compared it against the council’s current version recently?” “Not that I’m aware of.” That answer alone told me something worth pursuing. I worked through the original slowly, the archivist assisting where the older script grew difficult to read. The terms concerning my marriage to Jenna were straightforward enough. What caught my attention were the provisions surrounding a replacement bride. The language wasn’t vague, the way I’d assumed it would be. It was specific, outlining precise circumstances under which another woman could legally stand in for the intended bride, conditions that went well beyond simple bloodlin

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.”