The Alpha Unwanted Wife Novels & Stories

he replied, his words dripping with a sense of betrayal and resentment. The mention of Freya's name triggered a shocked response from Sylvia. The Freya she knew was someone she had known, someone who had been through life and death with her, and someone she believed to be a kindred spirit. Could this be the same Freya who had a hand in orchestrating this chaos? Doubt and disbelief mingled in Sylvia's thoughts. Amidst the escalating tension, Jason's commands directed the witches to harness their powers and seek ancestral intervention for protection. Simultaneously, the hunters armed themselves with advanced weaponry, preparing to unleash their assault on the Alpha.

A look of horror covered her face, while tears welled her eyes, filled with pure terror. Constantly, she would run her hands on her belly, mutter inaudible words, and go back into trying to break the door open. The one outside had a smug smile spread across her face. Her eyes twinkled with evil, and she would smirk at the woman inside. The woman inside was Wendy Queen, the Alpha billionaire's wife, who everyone knew was never loved. What was between Wendy Queen and her billionaire husband, Alpha Zach Hilton, was a forced marriage, even though they were fated mate's.

“It’s your and your daughter’s home, not mine. Because home is supposed to feel warm and safe, but all I ever felt from you and your home was cold, lonely, as if I was stranded in a frozen desert. I did everything to be a wife you’d see, just for you to have your eyes on some other woman. Even after all of that, I wasn’t enough. Give me a reason I shouldn’t hate you? Give me a reason I shouldn’t kill you?” Tears kept streaming down her eyes as she contemplated alpha. Alpha dropped his gaze. He gulped, licking his lips, and looked at Willa again. “I think you know the reason better than I do because the truth is — you had a choice and thousands of chances to kill me and my daughter, but you c

he looked around for a moment “What about your new ally, the Alpha of the Tigers? What kind of agreement is this, where he was not invited to this celebration, along with us? Or does he consider himself too good to fraternize with the wolves’ other allies?” “That could be a good explanation dad, judging by the dress the only tiger present is wearing.” Penelope complained, looking down and up her eyes at Corinne with contempt, just as her father had done “What is this thing you chose? Is this the best dress that a land as prosperous as that of wolves can provide for the Alpha's wife, even knowing that all of us, from other packs, always dress in our best attire? Or is this tour just a way of

I roared, saying sharply, "I don't want to see you now in front of me; go to your room." She replied angrily, "Don't forget Alpha; I am your wife and the legitimate luna of the pack. I will never betray you, and I will never mess with a man other than you, unlike her." She dropped her bomb and walked away. The next moment I was right behind her, twisting her right arm behind her back, approaching her ear, and speaking in a threatening tone, "I'll cut your throat, Hela, if you say this again; save your tongue; and I don't want to hear this again; don't forget she's my mate."

Then I would be the Alpha of Akino for many, many years. My old path was this: 26 years old. I win the Alpha Challenge, I get the title and the money. Cool shit. I enjoy it a whole lot until... 28 years old. I finally meet Julie, my wife. My Luna. Cute girl, we're a compatible couple and we fuck a lot (at the beginning). Everyone is happy for me, even my mom shows me some excitement. 29 years old. We have our first kid. A girl. Julianna. That was pure fucking hell, I absolutely hate being a father.

“You see, my Alpha—Alpha Elijah—has a broken wolf, and I heard you have the powers to heal any sickness.“ A strange chill rocked my core. Once again I had fallen into the hands of another predator who wanted to take advantage of me. He cocked his head slightly. “And in return, I’d give you anything you want. A huge amount of money, anything you desire.” Anything I desire? I clenched the bedsheets between my fists. Could he add to my life? No. So how could he give me what I desire? A bitter feeling swathed my chest. “But it’s a little bit tricky. Alpha Elijah is the most cynical person I know. He won’t let anyone just touch him all in the name of healing, so you’re going to have to pretend to

“Uh! Oh, Alpha!” The loud voice screamed late at night. It had been days since Alpha Kasper had brought home the woman he called his second wife. Chelsea had tried to protest and even push her out of the room, but she could only do so much before Alpha Kasper decided to move into a new room with the new wife. “Let us leave her to have the bedroom. We can have any other room in this house. And we need a new one for new beginnings anyway, and not one that will hunt us with her” he had said.

I needed to see her as soon as possible, I might lose my mind if I didn't. I got to the chamber of the youngest wife of the Alpha, she was a handful, had a whole lot to say, like she had been waiting for the opportunity to speak, wasn't cautious with her words like the others and I could guess she was a major problem for the Alpha. She didn't hide the fact that she wasn't friends with my mum. According to her, they were sworn enemies, but she still hadn't recovered from the loss. Unlike the previous before her who would have attempted rape if I didn't come with Dave, this was calmer, less interest or probably had a way of holding back in. The other women were drooling over me, I could clearl

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