Novel & Cerita The Thunderforge Alpha's Contract Bride

One mating bond and suddenly everyone looked at her differently. “He announced the wedding next week. And after that there will be a mating ritual. Then the people who once laughed at her would start bowing to her.” Keroline felt sick with the thought. “Zenith is making a mistake,” Alex said coldly. Keroline looked up at him. “Yes. He is blinded. Did you forget he didn’t agree to your marriage proposal to his sister?” Alex clenched his jaws. He hadn’t forgotten. Zenith’s sister meant little to him, but the alliance had meant everything. A connection to the Thunderfang Pack would have strengthened his future claim as Alpha. Still, that was a matter for another day.

You used me as your executioner. "You saved the future Queen, Alpha Thorne," General Kael announced, his booming voice cutting through my internal madness. He looked at Elian bleeding in the snow with absolute indifference. "A rogue boar for a defective slave is a trade the Goddess herself would bless. Leave the feral to bleed out. The wedding preparations demand your return." "No." The word left my mouth as a low, catastrophic rumble. The ground beneath our feet actually vibrated. I didn't look at Silas. I didn't look at Selene. I slowly lowered my hands and stood up. The devastating, suffocating Alpha aura I released was so heavy that the warhorses around the clearing began to whimper and

Chapter 103 Jason I received a call from my brother Tobi, who told me some distressing news. The rogue werewolves we had secretly hired to work against the Alpha had been completely annihilated by the special guards led by Keith, the Alpha himself. I asked Tobi if any of them had been captured alive, but he said no. My heart raced at the thought of being exposed, but with all of them dead, I heaved a sigh of relief.

I said hoarsely, “I don’t know if I’d survive it a second time.” She searched my face, as if finding answers to the questions she had in mind. I reached out slowly, giving her time to pull away if she wanted. When she didn’t, I rested my forehead against hers. “I’m sorry I made you cry.” I apologized. “I didn't mean to.” “You don't need to be scared, Alpha Thor.” she crooned. “As the contract states, you own all of me. That gives you an edge already.” I understood her intentions, but she had no idea the depth of what I went through when Ingrid broke me—when they broke me.

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.”

She turns and kicks him in the side and he doesn’t make a sound. “The Alpha let you out then.” Her eyes settle on the mark on my neck. “I’m not…I’m not alone.” I splutter “Oh I know, but they aren’t here with you now, are they?! It's just us.” She combs her fingers through her long blonde hair. “And where is the good old Alpha Dane? If you are his contract bride, I’m surprised he let you out with these idiots.” “Where’s…..where’s Trey?” “That is Alpha Trey to you!” She spits, “And it is none of your business.”

"You ditched me on the day of your pack induction ceremony. Do you have any idea how embarrassing that is? I came to ask—are you still joining, or what?" I could bet my life that Kent would turn around and leave without hesitation if I said no. "Of course, I'm joining!" My goal had been to settle unfinished business with the rogues. Kent stepped in front of me, shielding me with his body. "You hear that, psycho? This beautiful she-wolf is about to become family." The tension thickened. Another voice cut through the air as a fight was about to break out. Alpha King Andrew Amadeus of the Crimson Fangs Pack had arrived. His warriors seized Anthony, tying him up before he could resist.

I reached for the Original Silence. I took the Sovereign-Fang—the weapon that had grown from the Hunt, the Soul, and the Design—and I didn't strike the Priest. I Struck the Altar. I drove the blade of red-gold sinew into the "Original Contract" on the blackened marrow. I didn't try to save my love; I Divorced the Loom. "I AM THE BRIDE WHO REFUSES THE RING!" I roared, the White Light of the Origin erupting from my spirit not as a sun, but as a Tidal Wave of Raw, Un-Sanctified Anarchy.

There was no taking them back. I didn’t understand. Why would he agree to something so permanent for a contract marriage? But I didn’t ask. I pushed the questions away. There would be time for that later, after the ceremony. The elder turned to me. “And do you, Astrid Moonglade, accept this Alpha as your mate and protector, bound by loyalty and strength?” I swallowed, nerves twisting tightly in my stomach. “I do,” I said softly. “Then mark one another, and let the Moon bear witness.”

"Especially word involving bound wolves. That practice hasn't been seen in these lands for a generation." She led us through the coastal settlement, wooden structures built low and sturdy against the constant wind, warriors watching our procession with wary, calculating eyes. Alpha Reyna Voss waited for us in a hall built from driftwood and old ship timber, the sound of the sea audible even through thick walls, her expression unreadable as we entered. "Alpha Ashborn," she said. "And the Omega bride I've heard so much conflicting information about." "Wren Thorne," Wren said evenly, stepping forward without hesitation despite the pointed word Voss had chosen. "Soon to be Ashborn, by choice rat