FORCED TO MARRY THE UNLOVABLE ALPHA KING

FIBI'S POV“He’s here … Fibi… Fibi.. he’s here … get out of there … Fibi!” My mother was frantic, her voice sounding like a scared little child who was about to be caught stealing meat from her mother's pot.I jumped down from the bed at once and rushed out with her, to greet my father who just returned from wherever he went. I mean, it isn't as if he has a job. It's not that we fear him, we only fear the beatings and molestation we get from him on a daily basis.And if we delay one minute in welcoming him back home, he would beat us mercilessly again. While running to the main entrance door to meet with him, my eyes fell on the blue bruise close to my mother's left eye, and I almost burst into tears.“Leave the sentiment and add more speed to your feet Fibi!” My mother was agitated. I grunted loudly. “I regret having a father like him!” I muttered under my breath. I dared not say it out loud because we were already close to the door.“Welcome back… welcome …” My mother greeted him f

DIEGO'S POV"She’s all yours now, my queen. The wedding process can begin. I will be here to make sure she gets married immediately.” The man's eager words drew my rage to him. He is too greedy and I felt like kicking him in the cock. What a shithole for a father! My own father would have died protecting me! “Mother, I don’t believe in all the moon goddess prophecy shit. Get these people ... these things ... out of my house.” I barked at my mother.Then she gave me that look, that one look that always melts my determination and resolution. “Mother, don’t do that please, I told you already, no woman is worth it. And she doesn’t seem to like me as well… right?” I turned to the girl kneeling before me.She nodded her head aggressively at once, agreeing with me. I didn’t know what to believe, maybe she really doesn’t want me or she’s pretending. A girl of her standard, in fact any girl at all, would jump at me.I rolled my eyes and looked back at my mother, but she still had that sweet a

DIEGO'S POV I pulled myself up from my custom-made bathtub and unto my wheelchair which I had left right beside the bathtub. Three years ago, I'd had my bathroom remodeled to better suit my needs. The bathtub was high enough that I could lower myself into it and also raise myself out of it, with the support of my arms.I flexed those arms now as I reached for the towel. I trained hard to keep fit and also strengthen all my other muscles. If my legs were going to be useless to me, at least my arms can become strong enough to support my weight whenever I need that.Simply tossing the towel over my lower body, I wheeled myself out the door. Then I stopped in my tracks.Who the hell is that on my bed? I wondered. My eyes were already seeing red before I got close enough to see her clearly.I swallowed. Hard. I fought it with my mind but my manhood had a mind of its own. It stood at attention under the towel, as if it was saluting the mouth-watering sight in front of me, throbbing almost

ETHAN'S POV“I'm just concerned about the distance. You know, my place is all the way here in Sea Stone, while his own home is far away in Red Moon Pack. But who knows? I may as well move to Red Moon, now that my best friend has become Luna and queen…”I kept rambling until I looked up and saw that Fibi was no longer by my side. She was already a few meters away, moving as though she was sleepwalking.I tried to catch up with her, and I called out, “Where are you going?”Her reply came out like from a trance, “My mate is somewhere around here.”I glanced around. We had decided to wait for Sarah, Fibi's mother, in the woods, close to the pack ground boundary. Afar off in the direction that Fibi faced, I could only see a car, although it was a familiar car.I grabbed her hand to stop her. “What are you doing? You can't just go to him! Have you forgotten that you're married?” “But the mate bond is pulling me. I have to go to my real mate.” She argued, trying to break my grip on her wris

FIBI'S POV I flailed frantically as blood drained from my face. My hands hit his chest a couple of times but it had no effect on him. How could he be on a chair and be able to suffocate me like this? “The next time you start thinking that you're anything special in this castle, remember that I don't give a hoot about you and your life. I try to tolerate you for Mother's sake, but don't imagine that she can save you from me all the time.” He warned. When I thought I couldn't bear it anymore, he released me suddenly. I fell at his feet like a sack of potatoes. As I rubbed my neck, tongue out, trying to get oxygen back into my lungs, I concluded that Diego was the devil himself. Maybe with the kind of sweet mother he had, I had started to think that he couldn't be so bad. That's what gave me all my boldness. But now, I knew for sure; he wasn't just that bad, he was worse! Tears threatened to spill all over my face, but I held them in. Never again would I give him the pleasure