The Alphas Bride Novels & Stories

A maid followed by two soldiers welcomed me and Camila, then hurriedly led us into the main building, and we followed closely. The Alpha's camp was vast, with corridors crisscrossing each other. Though I've been here a few times, I still didn't quite know my way around. It's said that Alpha Oscar married two women, one a noblewoman werewolf from the Blue River Clan named Willow, and the other a human woman named Hailey. Willow bore Alpha two sons, Luke and Caleb, while Hailey had a son, Henry. “Mrs.Willow has developed severe rashes on her skin recently, and she's restless at night, becoming increasingly irritable, worsening her relationship with Mrs. Hailey.” The maid pulled at my sleeve an

Wait, what? Before I knew anything, I was in my wedding dress, and standing in front of me was the alpha of Silver river pack, Alpha Curtis, and right now he was looking at me with hate and disgust. Hey! Don’t look at me like that! It’s not like I wanted to do this. I rolled my eyes and apparently he saw that because right now the look on his face was added a bit of anger and shock. Yeah didn’t see that coming did you? A smirk crept up my face until my eyes met with my father’s.

He releases me and I feel a tingle down my spine. Without saying a word, he turns and begins to walk away. I stand there, my chest heaving frantically; I turn my eyes towards the young woman with darkened braids. “Hey, I am Reine, you are Alpha’s Enrique bride?” She asks with a smile and I have the urge to ask who she is. Is she one of his wives? Her dress does indicate nobility, I better keep my mouth shut if I don’t want trouble. “The Alpha has a reason for bringing you home as his bride.”

"As you wish, Alpha." I leaned back in my chair, a sense of exhilaration coursing through me. The pieces were falling into place, each move calculated, each consequence meticulously planned. A triumphant grin stretched across my face. "And finally, Marcus," I began, relishing the power that dripped from my every word, "prepare the invitations. We're having a wedding." Marcus straightened, a hint of curiosity flickering in his eyes. "A wedding, Alpha? But to whom?" The question hung in the air, heavy with anticipation. I allowed a beat of silence to build before leaning forward, a dark glint in my eyes. "The bride, Marcus," I declared, my voice resonating with a chilling finality, "will be Ve

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.

Zelda burst into the room. “Brie” she shouted I blinked. “What on earth—?” “You need to hear this!” she exclaimed, nearly bouncing with excitement. I sighed. “Can it wait?” “No! Absolutely not.” She slipped inside, shutting the door behind her, and revealed a bundle of clothes hidden under her cloak. Her eyes were wide with excitement. “The triplet Alphas of the Obsidian Fang pack are in town. Triplets, Brie And they’re, gods help me—too gorgeous for words. They’re all tall, gorgeous. They are carved like warriors out of stone. I nearly fainted just hearing about them.”

She sobbed as her vision dimmed and her stomach roiled. The men snatched her back up as she sagged even more. “She’ll faint at the sight of el jefe’s pene grande.” Herrera cursed. “Tell Ysalane she will be punished if my new bride doesn’t please me in all ways.” Then he grabbed her chin, snapping her head up. “Until tonight, mi novia.” “I’ll die first, cerdo.” Angela forced the words out of her dry, swollen-tongued mouth. “No,” Herrera said, smiling. “You’ll only wish you were dead.”

The responsibilities befitting for an Alpha's prince bride is humugnous to stomach. “Mother tell father that I don't want to be the Alpha son's bride the moon goddess has made a mistake pairing me with whom I don't want or anyone for that matter.” I clicked my tongue stubbornly, my face in scrunched up contempt and refusal like a big bold sign board.

She walked towards me, taking my hands as she looked at me, “I know I’ve only known you for just a day, my lady. But you’re the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen.” Every one of her word was perfect until she mentioned Bride. All of this could have been perfect if not for them. Because, as much as I was pretty and gorgeous, I was the bride of the most dangerous alphas in the entire world. “Shall we?” She said, holding out her hand. I smiled, the taste awry in my mouth, “Of course.”

After securing my chocolate brown hair in an elegant bun, the maid skillfully adjusted the delicate lace-edged vintage bridal veil. I would wake up every morning to see myself in the mirror covered in scars, but today was a completely different day. All my scars and wounds were concealed, and I never thought I could look this beautiful. Everything felt like a dream, and I wished with all my heart that I could marry my beloved mate. However, the harsh reality came crashing down on me, and I realized that I had to play the role of a substitute bride for the ruthless Alpha. “How long is it going to take, huh?”