Romans & histoires The Alphas Allure Married To My Enemy

He had given me nothing but silence. “Why would you help me?” I asked, my teeth chattering. Killian smirked, a dark, hungry expression. “Because Silas thinks you’re trash. And I’ve always been a fan of taking what Silas is too stupid to keep.” He opened the door. The heat from the car spilled out, smelling of woodsmoke and leather. I looked at the dark road ahead. I was weak. I was pregnant. I was alone. But as I stepped into the enemy’s car, I realized the "Shadow" was no longer hiding. The Alpha had his divorce. But the enemy was giving me a war.

Then Asher crawled the last few feet. Killian didn’t hesitate. He surged forward, one arm sliding under Asher’s bare thighs, the other wrapping solidly around his back. In one smooth, powerful motion he lifted the omega clean off the floor, holding him against his chest the way that burned into both their minds—Asher’s legs dangling, body pressed fully against Killian’s, arms automatically looping around the alpha’s neck. The sudden solid strength of the hold made Asher’s breath hitch. He clung tighter, face burying into the side of Killian’s throat as the full weight of the alpha’s scent hit him all at once.

Silas finally asked, his tone dropping into a icy, dangerous register that made my skin prickle. My breath hitched. I didn't understand what I had said wrong. Why was he suddenly pulling back, shutting down behind that terrifying Alpha wall? "No... I didn't mean..." Wasn't he the one who had originally intended for our marriage to be a temporary arrangement to thwart his grandfather? I remembered what Bonnie, another rogue who had survived living among wolves, had warned me. “Rich, powerful Alphas love playing mind games with rogues. When they tire of you, they never break the bond outright, they just turn cold, pull their scent away, and wait for you to break down so they can play the victi

My silver eyes flared a volatile, blinding white, the future Alpha aura exploding out of me with such raw, violent force that Allie jolted awake behind me, her blue-green eyes wide with sudden panic. Lie. Traitor. Enemy, my wolf roared, scratching at my skull, ready to rip the throat out of anyone who threatened our true match. But as I looked back at Allison—at the purple marks on her neck, at the golden thread glowing softly in her chest—the cold reality of the trap slammed home. A fated mate bond was absolute. But a child of an Alpha heir with another bloodline? That was a corporate declaration of war.

"The Alpha and her sister have been having an affair the entire time with everyone's knowledge, and when he found out on the very day she was supposed to be his mate, he beat and rejected her." My hands clenched into fists, my fury barely containable as I heard Brynn read beside me. "What do we do now? "Do we wage war on the Pack or what? They are the reason why she can't even look at any of us let alone be with is in the same room without squirming!" "There's more," Enrique interrupted, drawing our attention. "There's also an enemy of the Pack, lurking in the shadows and wants to harm the Pack, it's an Alpha to be particular."

“Until then, be their Alpha.” His fingers tightened around hers. “What if being their Alpha costs me you?” Maevra looked down at their joined hands. Their marriage had begun as law. Somewhere along the way, it had become something neither of them knew how to surrender. “You told me once you wanted me only if I could still choose you freely.” “Yes.” “Then don’t protect me by becoming a ruler I could never choose.” Rhydan closed his eyes. For a long moment, neither spoke. Then someone knocked.

I have heard of Alphas who got married at the age of 19 and 20 but no, his case was different. He left an impression on everyone which was him being a gay but then we were all forced to doubt the possibility of him being a gay since he had lot of breeders. Who would have dozens of breeders and still go out to have a sexual escapade with his fellow man. "You are sweet. I think you will make a good match for me. I would have sold you off for a huge amount of money, but damn it! You have something I want and to keep my lineage going, then you must be in the picture!!" He chuckled as he used his right hand to push his hard cock inside my pussy as he banged me really hard.

If he was my fated mate, where did that leave Matteo and I? "Are you okay?" Matteo's voice came through in my head as my eyes remained locked with this stranger. "Alpha Bradley, show yourself!" The stranger called out. Matteo and his father came over quickly. "What do you want, Alpha Jaxon? What is the reason for this?" The man who's name I just learned looked over to Matteo and Alpha Bradley. "I came to make your pack extinct tonight." It became clear. This man I had just kissed was the Alpha to the Dark Moon Park. The most ruthless pack of them all. And he was my fated mate? What the hell did this mean?!

“Alright, then. Come with me, Alpha Mayor. And Allyssa, you stay clear of the chaos while I’m away. I believe in you and your powers, that’s why. They are my packmates, needless to say. They were just been manipulated by that rotten wolf and I needed to hear them call me their rightful Alpha King!” I saw the sly smirk on my wife’s face and her giggles made me want to grab her by my arms and filled those luscious lips with my own. I shook my head vigorously to clarify my thoughts off from erotic images that flashes on my mind all of a sudden. There’s a war going on and I should focus on dealing with it first.

Finally, she succeeded in freeing herself from Raphael's grip. "Raphael, you aren't in your right mind. Calm down, okay?" Winter said while breathing hard. She pressed her legs together and looked at him with misty eyes. "Y-you ca-cannot claim me like this," she added while stuttering. "Shut up, Winter. Everything about you is driving me crazy. Don't stop me today. I want you," Raphael stated. He ended up accidentally pressing something on the wall when the secret door opened. Raphael's head ached as he somehow took over his alpha. He turned around holding his head tightly. "No. Don't do anything to Winter! You aren't supposed to mate," he told himself, his hungry alpha.