The Thunderforge Alpha's Contract Bride Novels & Stories

“I can never leave my mate for a runt like you, you don’t deserve her and besides you already have a mate. What’s wrong?, your mate doesn’t satisfy you? The same woman who you had tortured my mate for doesn’t satisfy you, is that why you want Livey back. What a pity that you can never have her” Ash mocked him. He mocked the fact that he was given a mate and yet he wasn’t satisfied with his. “I can have her and I will have her. Livey has always been mine and you know it. You may think that you both share a bond together and you are mates but Livey has always been my bride, so says the contract” Alpha Paul stated referring to the contract he signed with Alpha Sherlock by getting Livey from the

“This file contains the contract that you will sign, and the contract is letting you know that you will never conceive a child for the Alpha King….” My nose wrinkled. How was that possible? How can I be a breeder and not conceive a child? I rubbed my nose and adjusted. This isn't some simple contract, so I have to get things clear. “My lady, how is that possible? Alpha expects a child from me. How can I not conceive for him a child and still get my money?”

It was a message from Zora. The text read, "Nick, thank you for the apartment. I wouldn't even know where to go tonight if not for you. I'm treating you to dinner tomorrow, and you're not allowed to say no!" Even though I had prepared myself, my heart still throbbed with pain. Three years ago, Zora had suddenly left the Lycus pack to chase her dreams. Nick, who had been her lover back then, was disappointed and heartbroken. Thus, he accepted the alliance marriage between the Lycus and Lunaria packs.

She looked up. “If you survive this marriage,” he said quietly, “you will change the balance of power in every pack.” Then he was gone, leaving behind silence, heat… and the terrifying truth settling into her bones. The contract had not just bound her to an Alpha. It had marked her as a threat.

Certainly not by him. Instead, there were uprisings and people moving away. My parents were gone, and so was almost everyone else from their generation. Jeff, Sid, and the rest of their gang of crooks had taken over the pack and were mistreating the few members of our generation who didn't run away. Ana, my sweet cousin, was forced to get married to Jeff in a fake ceremony, and he got her pregnant. I went back long enough to set her free, but instead of taking my rightful place as Alpha, I ran away with my tail between my legs when the fight that followed almost tore me apart.

I knew they wanted control over my throne but I will make sure they do not have that. So, I made a pact with a struggling pack called the Crystal-Cloud pack. They were to offer me their most worthy female werewolf as my chosen bride And in return, I would provide them with all they needed which is protection from rogues, and enough resources to build their economy. More than anything, I hate being lied to. My parents did it to me my entire life, and so have my friends in the past, and now, this girl dared to do the same. Never! I only agreed to take her with me because of the meeting with the council, they had given me plenty of chances to bring them my bride and today was my last chance. Sh

Marcellus added smoothly, “he will then fulfill his duty to the realm by taking his true fated mate, Lady Chelsea, as his wife, allowing them to use the artifact together to protect us all.” My chest squeezed painfully. No. “Or…” Marcellus’s smile widened as he turned slightly, his gaze sliding toward Thorin and then back to me, “Lord Thorin defeats Alpha Hector.” The room went still again. “And as the stronger, rightful Alpha,” he continued, “he will claim his fated mate… Luna Ivonne.” My breath hitched and I began to feel dizzy.

His silver eyes met hers, storm-dark, blazing with everything he couldn’t say in front of witnesses. “Never,” he said, voice cutting through the noise like a blade. “I have a bride. She sits beside me. She bears my mark. She fought for this pack when half of you spat on her. There will be no other.” Silence fell, thick, electric. Thorne cleared his throat. “Alpha… the council must consider...”

My eyes lowered instinctively to the ending written in fine print. “–and that Luca the son of Alpha Ferguson would take Valerie, the daughter of Alpha Darren as his mate–” I felt a lump form in my throat. My stomach tightened as it sank in. It was a contract. A fucking contract marriage!

“Crystal… is no longer rogue.” A murmur rippled through the council. “She’s joined the Shadow Blood pack,” Trevor added, voice sharp. “And not just joined. She’s the fated mate of Thorne, son of Marvin and… their new Alpha.” Gasps escaped their lips . One of the elders, an elderly woman with silver hair tied back in braids, stood up. “Are you certain?” I nodded. “Our scouts saw it themselves. She’s there clear and open.” Elder Jareth stepped forward, face hard. “Then this isn’t just personal anymore. This is strategy.”