The Thunderforge Alpha's Contract Bride Novels & Stories

Aurora I’ve never thought of my wedding to be something spectacular. I have never thought of my mate to be so dutiful in planning it. It’s a relief to have Jaxson as the Alpha, as my mate, because as I linger ill on the porch, I watch him and a few other Dawn pack members erect a wood platform onto the beach, just wide enough for the two of us.

"They think the goddess will reject the match. They think she will tear the bond apart right here because their true fated mate is still breathing somewhere in the dirt." My jaw clenched until my teeth ached. "And if she does reject it?" "Then the union ends in blood," Nixon said, his fingers tightening further until my bone creaked. "Because no Alpha tolerates a broken contract in front of his entire court." I looked around the room. Every neck was strained. Every wolf was leaning forward, their nostrils flaring as they scented the air for the smell of burning flesh or ozone - the signs of a rejected blessing.

I couldn't help but wonder if he was not satisfied with this marriage too. Trystan suddenly interrupted, "I'm Trystan. My father is the Alpha of the Lutz pack. If you need a job or something, you can come to me." He said it with his eyes landed on Antoine. Trystan's tone was not kind. It was more like a provocation. I didn't know why he suddenly came out to say something like this. Antoine raised an eyebrow and said indifferently, "The Lutz pack? I haven't heard about it."

Eun‑Ji said. Lyra could feel Aiden’s attention behind her like a blade point between her shoulder blades. The bond hovered, taut and waiting. “When I was twenty‑two,” she said, looking straight at Albrecht because if she looked at Victor she might stop using words and start using teeth, “this Council approved a contract that tied an Alpha heir to a political marriage. That heir’s mate was… inconvenient. Human‑educated. Without a pack of origin you respected. Pregnant.” A sharp intake of breath hissed around the room.

My lips parted with shock as his touch kept sending more waves of shocks and tingles all over my body. "I... don't... get you, Alpha..." "Don't call me Alpha or Alpha King. Call me Thorne." He whispered, his eyes locking into mine again, his thumb now placed on my chin as I nodded, not sure why he wanted me to call him Thorne. Wasn't he the one that wanted me to be a maid? "I need to leave now, alp... Thorne." I whispered, almost breaking his rule. "Why do you want to leave... aren't you my bride? Have you forgotten your duty... you are my breeder, aren't you..."

On a norm, she would have found a way to drag me to a corner at any time of the day and grill the question out of me. “Will you believe me if I say it was a miracle?” I asked, refusing to look at her as she lay by my side. “Miracles have a source, you know. So what’s the source of this one?” She asked, and I let out another sigh. How was I going to tell her I was entering a contract marriage with not just an Alpha but an Alpha Lord? She wasn’t going to judge me, but I couldn’t fashion the right word at that moment.

My voice grows louder as Adam lets me take the stage, “Everything is there in those papers, the transactions. There are interviews with those girls. They are willing to testify how they were forced to come here under the guise of mating other males and then forced to become your mistresses and then disposed of into the red-light district. The previous Alpha was also doing something similar, but it wasn’t this bad. Jason took it a step further by looking for females in his own pack, females he was supposed to protect!” “Shut up, you stupid bitch!” Jason lunges at me, only to be thrown back by Adam. “Don’t put your hands on my pregnant mate!” He snarls. Jason’s eyes widen, “P-Pregnant? What?”

NOVA'S POV The guards threw me to the Alpha’s feet the minute they brought me into his presence. "I thought you escaped the pack with my heir,” Alpha Ethan said with a bitter scoff. I looked up at him, noticing Aubrey, his new bride, the one who had now taken my place, sitting right next to him. But instead of bitterness to stir in my heart, I felt joy. Joy that it wouldn’t be long before I left this goddess-forsaken pack and formed a new alliance for myself with people who might come to care for me. Or not.

A vise-like grip locked around her elbow, yanking her backward with brutal strength. “Where the hell do you think you’re going?” Thorne snarled, spinning her around. His golden eyes blazed with fury and confusion. The carefully controlled mask of the Alpha had cracked, revealing the dangerous predator beneath. Around them, guards were already forming ranks, drawing weapons, shifting partially into wolf form as the sounds of battle grew louder. “You’re not going anywhere, little bride,” he growled, pulling her flush against his hard chest. “This ceremony isn’t finished, and I don’t release what’s mine.”

she forced the words out, "think about the peace treaty. Think about what this will do to the other Packs" Silas leaned in, his breath scorching her skin. "On the count of three, crouch." Before she could ask why, he began. "One." "It's not our fault!" Tiffany screamed at the guards, pointing a trembling finger at Chloe. "The wedding failed because of her! Punish her, not us!" "Two." Julian Thorne lunged forward, grabbing Chloe's wrist to pull her away. But Chloe wrenched herself free. Her hunter's instinct was screaming, but it wasn't screaming danger—it was screaming transformation.