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The Alpha's Bought Bride

Alpha Rowan Morti of the White Claw Pack is the sort of big bad Alpha that everyone fears yet respects. He’s at the top of his game with a loyal Beta and a beautiful Luna by his side. As the leader of the strongest pack, many are desperate to make ties and gain his favor. That includes the Red Fang Pack. To gain an alliance with Alpha Rowan, Alpha Joseph of the Red Fang Pack sells his daughter, Mila, to White Claw’s Beta as a second mate. She will serve as the Beta’s bride, and also as the Luna’s personal assistant. However, Alpha Rowan didn’t think of the possibility that Mila would be his destined mate. Mila Carter had once dreamed of escaping her abusive family by finding her fated life partner. However, she hadn’t thought that they would meet this way— with him arranging her marriage to a different man. Yet, if this is the only way for her to escape her hellish family, then so be it. Trapped in the same house together, Rowan and Mila are forced to interact. They each have their separate lives, their separate partners, but fate has more in store for them. Time and time again, sparks fly and their paths cross, reminding them that the pull between mates isn’t something so easily ignored. As the relationship between Mila and Rowan continuously pushes and pulls, a hidden enemy grows in strength and power. An enemy that has his eyes set on the White Claw Pack and he isn’t afraid to use dirty-handed tactics to swipe it from under Rowan’s nose. Especially when it means that Mila will be his. *** “You’re part of my pack now. You belong to me, just like any other pack member,” Alpha Rowan explained as if he had read her mind. “In a few weeks, you are going to be married to my Beta. I expect you to be a good, faithful wife and to do that with sincerity.” “Are you kidding me?! You know I am your mate! This is crazy, Rowan! It will drive us both insane being with other people!”

Leona S. Mane · Fantasy
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51 Chs

Chapter 08: Rogue Activity

Josiah pretended not to notice her flinch. He let her go. He couldn’t help noticing how pretty she looked.

He took a picture as she looked at the spread he had created, and he had even caught the happily surprised look on her face. He knew it would take some time for her to warm up to him; he had to persevere.

He gazed at her with a thoughtful expression. “You look really good today. These colors brighten up your face and bring out your eyes.”

Mila blushed and shyly looked at the food. “Thank you.” She sat down on one of the stools at the island and grinned with some false bravado. “At least you know greatness when you see it.”

“Who is the blind idiot that doesn’t?” Josiah asked half-serious.

Mila’s mind went to Rowan for a brief second before she rubbed her hands in glee, looking at the food. “What is mine?”

Josiah’s face twitched briefly. “Whatever you want to eat, I made things that I hope you can enjoy, but I didn’t know about the cereals, so I left it open.”