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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 · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
51 Chs

Chapter 36: Stark Reality

Mila took a sip. “It’s nice. Thanks, Jo. It’s warm, too.” She smiled weakly.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Josiah headed to the door. “I’m going to make you some soup.”

With a feeble smile, she thanked him. She took a sip of the hot chocolate again. The warmth entering her body dispelled a little of the cold she felt. A single tear slid down her cheek.

The tear was followed by another bigger one. And then another one. Soon, small streams of tears flowed down her cheeks.

Shakily, she put the mug down and wiped away the tears. She tried to ignore the dull ache in her heart, but her pounding headache reminded her that Rowan was marrying Sloane the day after tomorrow.

She couldn’t do it. Mila decided to leave White Claw. She recalled the escape route Carlos had outlined. The big human city bordering the pack territory was the perfect place to lose her trail.

She had to keep it together so that Josiah wouldn’t suspect. She found some tissue and blew her nose.