My Alpha Married My Best Friend Novel – I had promised my best friend, Elara, that I’d be by her side to witness her happiness, even if silver rain poured from the sky. But when I opened the wedding photos she’d sent me, I froze. Elara was nestled against her fiancé’s shoulder, a brilliant smile lighting up her face. Adrian Blackwood.
My Alpha. My secret mate. The father of my five-year-old daughter, Lily. “He says he’ll give me the grandest ceremony imaginable,” Elara said, her eyes soft and full of love. My throat went dry. “Elara… I’m afraid I can’t make it to the wedding. I’m leaving Seattle.” She blinked, confused. “Leaving? Why?” “I’m getting a divorce.” For years, I’d guarded his secret—our secret. All for the sake of what Adrian called an “Alpha’s privacy,” I’d lied to my parents, my friends, to everyone.
The truth felt like a boulder lodged in my throat, too hard to say aloud. Elara’s gaze turned worried. “Did he hurt you? Tell me who he is—I’ll handle him!” I squeezed her hand tightly and shook my head. “Elara… is your fiancé… good to you?” “Adrian’s amazing,” she said, breaking into a smile again. “You’ll see for yourself once you meet him.” She glanced toward the café entrance. “Hey, there he is! Adrian, over here!” He strode toward us with unshakable confidence.
I studied his face, searching for even a flicker of shock, guilt, or any other emotion. There was nothing. His eyes locked with mine, holding my gaze a beat longer than expected. Then, he spoke with the poise of a seasoned politician. “Hello. You must be Selena. Elara’s told me so much about you. I’m Adrian Blackwood, her fiancé.” His voice was so calm, so cold. It was as if we were complete strangers. I held out my hand slowly, my mind racing back six years—to a moonlit balcony. He’d dropped to one knee, sliding a simple bond ring onto my finger. “Hello.
I’m your mate, Adrian Blackwood. I look forward to building a future with you.” Elara’s eyes darted between us, her brow furrowing slightly. “You know… this is strange. The way you two are looking at each other… have you met before?” The air seemed to freeze solid. I forced a smile. “No. We’ve never met.” I held Adrian’s stare, my tone flat and detached. “Alpha Adrian. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Selena Vance—Elara’s best friend.” Adrian took my hand, his grip firm yet cold. “The pleasure is mine.
Truly… it is. This is definitely our first time meeting.” “Come on, Adrian, no need to be so formal!” Elara laughed, nudging his arm gently in teasing. “Selena’s my best friend. You’d better stay faithful to me, or she’ll come after you—got it?” Adrian’s smile was a rigid curve, empty of any warmth. His icy gray eyes were hollow, showing nothing at all. “Of course. With your best friend as my witness, I promise to love you forever.” I felt like I was suffocating. “Alright, you two should have some time alone,” I said, grabbing my purse and forcing a cheerful tone. “Elara, I’m so happy for you.
I have to go.” “Selena, wait—” “Remember our secret,” I cut him off, my final glance at Adrian burning with intensity. Then I turned and walked away, back straight, refusing to look back even once. It wasn’t until I’d ducked into a quiet alley that I crumpled against the cold brick wall. My phone buzzed in my palm. I drew a few shaky breaths of the frigid city air and answered. “Come back to the pack house. Now.” “Don’t keep me waiting.”