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A Marriage of Alphas

Harper Cole has been preparing her whole life to become her pack’s next Alpha. When her father gives the title to her youngest brother, Harper will proposition a fellow Alpha with a fake marriage, hoping to reclaim her position as heir. Asher Black, Alpha of the Rising Moon Pack, is struggling to lead his Pack and get rid of his controlling uncles when he is offered a strange proposition from a beautiful young wolf. As Harper and Asher fight to secure their positions, their fake relationship will be tested…as will the growing feelings between the two. “Prove it.” Julius says. “What?” Prove what? I don’t need to prove anything to them. Why is it so hard for them to understand I’m getting married? “I don’t believe this is real,” Dean agrees, adding fuel to Julius’s fire. I glance at Harper, nervous. I knew this was going to happen. They’ve figured out straight away this is fake. Did we not appear in love when we entered the room? “Of course, it’s real,” Harper smiles at me. She gives me a look, indicating she is either going to do something good or bad. She grabs me by the collar of my shirt and pulls me towards her. From instinct I close my eyes and commit to the pretend relationship. Our lips brush each other’s, and I can taste strawberry. They’re soft, warm and inviting. I hope it appears that sparks are flying around the room. I ignore the little butterflies in my stomach. “Like I said,” Harper smiles wide when we pull apart, “We’re getting married, and I’m leaving tomorrow.” A Marriage of Alphas is created by Chloe Higgins, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Chloe Higgins · Fantasy
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50 Chs

Chapter 42: The Brother's

Harper’s POV

“Artemis?”

Ansel gets out of the passenger seat, looking tired and drained. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days. Whereas Artemis looks like he’s drunk five energy drinks and is bouncing off the walls.

The two of them walk along the pathway leading to the porch. It feels like my heart has stopped beating in my chest, and the tips of my fingers have become numb.

I’m beyond shocked to see my brothers here. A million things are running through my head right now, but the only thing I can pull from the chaos is the simple question; why are they here?

“This isn’t much of a welcoming party,” Artemis says, dusting the snow off his coat.

“Maybe if you would’ve given me a heads up I could’ve pulled something together,” I say, trying to regain my composure.

Ansel takes a seat across from me, “It was a last-minute trip.”

At that moment, Asher walks through the front door holding two cups of coffee in the one hand and a plate full of pieces of toast in the other.