All Chapters of Alpha's One Night Bride: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“You are hereby invited to princess Ronnie’s 16th birthday party,” I mocked as I smashed a beer bottle on the dirt road.I was surprised to receive an invitation to Ronnie’s birthday party. My name was written on the white envelope in my father’s handwriting and a red pawprint to stamp his Alpha signature.As I continued to walk toward Alpha’s home, I stumbled through the town center. I brushed my fingers across an old oak tree that was planted at the heart of Ironclaw the day I was born. My mother used to tell me that the tree symbolized that I was the heart of Ironclaw. My Initials were still engraved on the bottom of the tree, along with my mother’s and an old friend of mine, Jonathan’s.My chest ached at the memory.I brushed away the tears that were forming in my eyes before I made my way to Rock’s house.Standing outside of the house I grew up in, I was hesitant before going inside. I wasn’t sure what to do next. I felt a growl escape deep within my throat before I could stop mys

Heat rose through his body until it reached his face as he looked at the woman he loved. But all he could think about was how stupid she was only an hour beforehand. If he hadn’t shown up when he did, that man would have had his way with her. The things he would have done to her.He clenched his fists as the thought invaded his mind once again. He was furious.How could he have let this happen? He spent the last 5 years keeping watch of her and protecting her without her even knowing about it. How could he let this go under his radar? His lip curled up as he thought more about it.She looked taken back by the look that was surfacing on his face. He could feel her nervousness; it almost turned into fear. Her eyes showed so much worry, and then traces of sadness and heartbreak appeared.He sighed as he turned away, giving her the privacy she needed to undress and bathe herself. He wasn’t exactly sure why she wanted him to stay. But as she stripped, he felt her closeness. Her fingers trac

I can’t remember the last time I fell asleep and didn’t dream about my mother. Every night it’s always the same dream; the night she died. The coldness of her body and her pale features are forever engraved in my mind.Waking up, I felt almost empty inside. I only remembered bits and pieces of the night before and the slight stinging of a headache told me why the night was fuzzy.My “father” had kicked me out of Ironclaw. Not that I cared. It’s not like I was ever planning on returning anyways, but the thought of not being able to return to the place my mother died, wounded.Sitting up in bed, I looked around the dimly lit room; the faint light of the sunlight appeared through the wood-paneled window on the far side of the room. I was in a rustic bedroom with walls that were made of dark meadow wood, matching the hardwood floors. In the center of the room lay a maroon rug with swirls of red and white, which matched the drapes on the window and the maroon comforter that laid on top of m

I wasn’t sure what to expect. This whole ordeal was weird for me. The ring that fit my finger so perfectly, displayed for everyone to see it on my hand, felt heavy.I had no idea how to be a luna; I had no idea what Jonathan expected from me, but I feared I would never be able to live up to his expectations. Out of all the beautiful werewolves, how is it that I was the one chosen to be his mate?Staring at him, I could feel the heat of my body rising and my heart growing heavy. He entwined his lean fingers through mine and held onto them firmly as we stood in his mother, Jess’s, kitchen.She had a rustic quartz countertop with food scattered across it. I could tell she had gone hunting that morning in preparation for dinner that night. She wanted to celebrate our upcoming marriage as a family to be.As we ate, we spoke a lot about wedding preparations. But it all felt like a foreign language to me. Jonathan wants to take me wedding dress shopping, Jess wants to cook all the food. I sat

The wedding was simple, which is exactly what I wanted. It was held in the gardens of Sabrebite, overlooking the changing colors of the autumn leaves. The full moon was at the peak of the sky, shining its essence on the events taking place below. Leaves of reds and oranges were scattered across the cobblestone walkway and crunched under my bare toes as I walked down the aisle.The crisp air danced around my features and sent a chill through my body. At that moment, I wished more than ever that my mother could have been there. It felt almost wrong to have a wedding without her presence. Though at the same time, the way the air had splashes of warmth as the wind picked up, allowing for the leaves to circulate around my feet as I walked, I knew it was my mother walking with me. I could feel the love she brought to me on this very day. The same love that danced in the eyes of Jonathan as he watched me carry myself to him.I held the bouquet in my hands tightly; my fingers trembling with ne