The Alpha’s Bride Novel – The new bride candidate Author’s note: Check the comments for photos of characters, and join my discord for more (the link is in the Aux chapter)! – – – ~ the Dark Howlers pack ~ Damon entered his study and looked grumpily at the stack of documents that are waiting for him to sign.
Why is the Alpha of the largest pack in North America forced to do this office work? As a child, when he imagined his future, Damon saw himself as a mighty warrior, standing victoriously on the pile of his enemies while his allies and pack members worshiped him. This wood-paneled office and leather furniture are a far cry from it. It’s suffocating. Damon plopped on his chair and glared at the documents, wishing that he can make them disappear (completed preferably).
Of course, it didn’t work. He pushed documents on the side and decided to check his email first. Damon’s expression darkened when he saw an email from Elder Parker with subject: “Consider Marcy Redmayne as your Luna”. Another Elder is persistent in getting Damon together with a woman, all wrapped in a story of how an Alpha needs his Luna in order for the pack to prosper, but Damon and his pack are doing just fine. Damon deleted the email, without reading it, just how he did with the previous twenty that had the same subject.
Damon pinched the bridge of his nose as familiar anger swelled inside him. He is irritated that these people are trying to manipulate him. Why don’t they give up? He is no one’s puppet! Last night, Elder Parker called and tried convincing Damon to see this woman, the perfect Luna, how he described her. Damon congratulated himself for managing to stay cool and not explode in rage, but he was not unaffected. After that call, Damon took the car and drove to a bar about forty minutes away and he found two fine she-wolves to keep him company and help him release steam.
That’s why all these documents are waiting for him. He was supposed to deal with this work last night. ‘Right. Documents…’, Damon grumbled internally and resigned himself to his fate wile reaching for the folder that was at the top of the stack. In the bedroom on the second floor of the packhouse… “Do you need to leave?”, Maya asked Caden in a whiny voice while moving the comforter to expose her left leg, tempting him to stay longer. Maya knew that Caden was late for work and even though this was their third year of living together, every morning was a struggle to separate.
While looking at Maya’s seductive smile, Caden clearly felt her desire for him, just how she felt his. Mates. Caden’s wolf was clawing at him to pounce on the woman both of them adore and make her scream in ecstasy, but Caden reminded himself that there are things he needs to do. Caden groaned in frustration while buttoning up his jeans. Leaving Maya is always difficult, but the sight of her delicious skin is upgrading the difficulty level to: mission impossible. “I must go, baby.
Your man is a Beta. Duty calls.”, Caden said in a husky voice that made her smile foolishly. Caden leaned over Maya and gave her a long lingering kiss. He breathed heavily while inching away, and Maya bit her lower lip temptingly in her last-ditch effort to keep him for another round of carnal pleasures but Caden grabbed his t-shirt and pulled it over his head.