The Alphas Allure Married To My Enemy Novels & Stories

She didn’t just say no to me; she would not dare defy me as her alpha. “I don’t know why the hell you’re doing this, but I refuse to be used as a pawn in your fucking war!” She growled, slamming the paper on the table. “Yes, you will. Or help me, Goddess.” “Or what? What’s the plan here, Orion? Force me to marry some alpha, then what? Find her?” She asked me, her eyes roaming around my face. “It’s been a fucking year since she left. We’re not going to suffer the consequences of your—”

They all look at me with the same pitying expression. I'm getting married tonight...again to the Alpha who murdered my family. The door slams open. Remus strides in, already dressed for the ceremony in black and gold. He looks triumphant, like he's won the greatest prize. "Finally," he says, crossing the room toward me. "My runaway bride, back where she belongs." He reaches for me and I flinch away instinctively. His expression darkens. "Now, now," he purrs. "We're going to be bonded in less than an hour. You should get used to my touch."

I added. I gritted my teeth because I'm starting to feel more uneasy now. “Where is Mara?” I growled. “Bring her out here or I will bring down this place!” Their parents joined us. “Please calm down, Alpha Aldrich,” the mother said coolly, her voice disgustingly sweet. “You might not know this, but our Mara is engaged to Alpha Leon and her wedding is coming up next week, so you might have to consider your options.” Then she pushed Mia forward towards me but I stepped back before she could touch me. “Our second daughter is single and she is the one you've been speaking to about the contract marriage—”

I asked, raising my brows in defense. “He’s Draven. And you’re….you. Plus, he’s not the type to just… hug,” he said, narrowing his eyes. Anton was very smart. “Not everyone saw us,” I said, shrugging trying to change the topic. “Doesn’t matter. The ones who saw it are probably telling the other Alphas, hence, gossip about this temporary truce through marriage will be known soon.” “Well, a Thornshade girl and the Almighty Alpha of Ironfang are married. It has a nice ring to it,” I said, smiling. “I’ll be right back with him,” I said, taking Lior to Draven.

"I mean, he didn't tell you when he was fucking Mara, did he? Of course he didn't. And like some understanding little wife, you're going to take him back while he goes around fucking whoever he wants. That's how it works with Alphas, sweetheart. They get their needs met, and you smile and pretend it doesn't bother you." He steps closer. I take a step back, my back already hitting the edge of the table. Before I can find any space to run, he pins me against it with his body, one hand braced on the wood beside me, the other gripping my waist in a bruising hold. "You could do it too… y'know," he murmurs, voice low and filthy, his breath hot against my ear. "Get down on your knees right here and

Married to My Enemy Chapter 1: The Wedding Night The heavy doors of the penthouse suite closed behind us with a final, ominous click. I stood in the middle of the luxurious room, my white wedding gown feeling like a cage of silk and lace. At twenty-four, I had just been forced into a marriage with the one man I hated more than anyone else in this city. Alessandro Rossi. My family’s ruthless enemy. Thirty-two years old, tall, dangerously handsome, and built like a predator in an expensive black tuxedo. His dark eyes watched me from across the room like I was prey he had finally caught.

"Called your man, sweetheart? Did he answer?" Three of them now. One at the far end of the block. Two closer in. They had spread out in the minute it had taken me to dial. "I know what I look like to you," I said, because my throat still wanted to work and I had to use it for something. "I am the wife of an Alpha. Touch me and he will bury you in a hole you cannot climb out of." "Your man," said the one at my left, "is not coming."

Friends are people who can be used against you. "Eat something," Maren says, nodding at the tray. "The Alpha's welcome dinner is in two hours and you'll want something in your stomach before you sit across a table from Soren Dusk on an empty one." I reach for the bread. "Is he that bad?" "He's not bad. He's just…" she pause, "a lot. He has this way of looking at you like he's already read the last page of you and found it unsatisfying," She pauses again, "You'll be fine though. You have the face."

"Evacuate the outer settlements. Bring everyone inside the fortress walls. We don't have time to argue about myths. The First Alpha is real, and he's testing our defenses." The Alphas scrambled to obey, their arrogance replaced by sheer panic. As the chamber emptied, Kael grabbed my arm and pulled me into a side corridor. His golden eyes were wild with fear. "Consumed," he repeated, his voice shaking. "These aren't normal enemies, Elara. They aren't rogues. They're something else entirely. And they're coming for you." I reached up, cupping his face in my hands. The warmth of the blood oath pulsed between us, steady and strong.

Aidora I immediately tried to step away from him, but he held me back. His thumb traced light circles on my wrist and I inhaled sharply, his other hand found its way to the curve of my back and pushed me flush against his chest. My wolf went feral at the contact, sending heat waves to every part of my body. He was an alpha, I was sure he could smell my arousal right now. I tried once again to step away from him but my efforts were futile yet again.