All Chapters of The Alpha's Arranged Bride: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ALPHA CARAMEL’S POVWas I overreacting? Maybe, but this was my wife we were talking about here. I hated seeing her like that. As soon as it was morning, she appeared healthy and showed no signs of illness. She looked perfect and healthy, but she needed that test to be done. Well, Mum insisted I got it done.Her reasons for asking me to do that were unknown, and even after prying for long, she did not say anything. She instead just told me to do the test. I would have let it rest after the doctor had confirmed that she was okay, but Mum needed me to do more, so I did it.However, a part of me was skeptical about this. I was concerned that she might have information she was withholding from me, and I didn’t like it. Lavender looked and has always looked fine. However, this behavior was something I had not noticed until now.She quickly got ready and joined me in the car that my Beta had already prepared for us both. I refused to say anything about the test result and just concentrated on

Alpha Caramel’s POVI was surprised by what she said. This has been all I have ever wanted: a lady who would share the same view as me when it came to the pack. The general welfare of the pack is something I have always cared about since I was little.I did not want a lady or a Luna who only cared about money and herself but someone who cared about the people because they were the ones who made us. Without them, we would not have ourselves, and that was what mattered the most.Not many people understood this. Most of the ladies I have come across all wanted to show their dominance when it came to being Luna. That was what they cared about. Maybe that was why I never had any interest in them.Selena had that view, and for some time, it felt like she was the only one who understood that. That was one thing about her that I liked. After her death, there were not many things I saw in a lady that could draw me in, hence my long stay without a mate or a wife.When I met Lavender, I never re

Lavender’s POVIt had been two months since I last saw my family, and it felt like every corner I turned, there was something or someone that made me question, and subsequently overthink, my choice to be in this place. Being a part of this pack and being married to Caramel brought me great happiness, yet I still yearned for them, even though I acknowledged that Caramel might not share my feelings.I did not blame him for securing the pack from intruders and ensuring that no one came in or out of the pack without his consent. That was why I held back for days, and if he had not seen me in a bad mood, maybe I would have never told him about it for fear of being turned down.However, Caramel was open to the idea, even though I thought he would not be, and that made me remember why I loved being married to him. Those words of his immediately made me smile, and he took over my lips the moment he saw that. A few days went by, and I woke up early to carry out my morning routine so I could le

LAVENDER’S POV I smiled as Caramel placed a kiss on my forehead before walking away. My gaze remained on his back as he walked away, unable to keep the smile off my face. This man was always so lovely. Mary cleared her throat, which made me take my attention off him and to her. “I’m sorry,” I apologized quickly. Mary smiled, then shook her head with a wave of her hand. “It’s okay. I understand,” she said. “So, what do we start with today?” I inquired. I wanted to learn very fast and very well, so I could impress Caramel. I knew he would be proud of me either way, but I still wanted to put in the effort to make him happy. I didn’t have many options to please him, but I was determined to make the most of the opportunities I had. I did not want him to be the only one making more effort to sustain our relationship and trying to make me feel better. I would not let that happen. I wanted to make him proud, and by mastering everything I needed to learn, I could prove that I was truly rea

LAVENDER’S POVIt startled me, and her quickness caused me to instinctively move backwards, with my heart pounding in my chest. “Drop the fruit,” she commanded almost immediately as she reached where we stood. “I don’t want you to buy it,” the woman rudely said.“Why? Did something happen?” I asked, moving closer, but she brought out a dagger, putting it toward me.My father quickly came to me, pulling me to the side, trying to protect me from the woman who seemed aggressive for reasons I was not too sure of. I came to this market often. Whenever I headed for the hospital, I made sure to come here for a few fruits to give out to patients and staff, so why was she acting like she did not know me and I was some sort of thief?“What is the problem?” Dad asked her, trying to understand what the aggressiveness was about.“Do not speak to me,” the lady pointed the dagger at me. “Just leave!” she barked, Dad was about to speak, but I held his arm, stopping him from speaking.Reluctantly, he