The War God Alpha's Arranged Bride (Evelyn and Alexander) novel Chapter 2

[Evelyn’s POV]

Before I even had the chance to ask who it was my parents were choosing to give me away to, Isabella stepped forward with a wide grin on her face.

“It's Young Alpha Alexander from the Moonstone Pack,” she said.

My heart sank. Within seconds, the shock was beginning to sink in.

I wasn’t sure when I stopped taking in literal breaths. All I knew was that all the blood that was meant to be circulating through my system had rushed to my head, making me feel dizzy and disoriented.

I was waiting for my knees to buckle out from under me. I was waiting for my vision to grow tunneled and for my sight to black out.

...Alexander Kingston...

I didn’t know anything personal about him but I knew of his pack’s reputation. The Moonstone Pack was the current largest pack in the country. According to what I’ve heard through passing conversations amongst the staff, Moonstone Pack owed all of its success to its Alpha.

If it was three months ago, it was impossible for our packs to unite through marriage. Even if it happened somehow, Isabella would have saved the choice for Samantha.

The young Alpha had been praised for being handsome and highly skilled in battle. He had defeated many poorly managed or undeserving Alphas and had earned the title of War God. He was exceedingly intelligent and had expanded his territory through trade.

Our pack was truly no match for his.

However, three months ago, he’d been horribly injured in a major car accident. Now, word was circling around that he looked terrifying, was disabled, and his temperament had become violent due to his life’s changes.

Alexander’s pack had stopped expanding, and rumors that Alexander would never recover began to spread. And since then, he’d managed to turn down—rather frighten off two other previous matches. It seemed no one was able to handle this newly transformed Alpha.

“You see, it’s all been arranged through the King,” Isabella recounted.

“The King?” My brows pulled together in immediate confusion.

What does he have to do with something as trivial as this? Unless...

Rumor had it that because of Alexander’s striving popularity, he led the Alpha King to become rather wary of his ever-growing status.

The Alpha King, feeling threatened by Alexander's strength and constant pack expansion, was probably looking to further weaken him. That had to be it.

Setting him up with someone, like myself, who didn’t come from a necessarily large and influential pack, meant that Alexander wouldn’t be able to benefit from any future marriage. No doubt the other women came from smaller packs as well.

Perhaps, the young Alpha had come to that exact conclusion himself.

“Why me?” I asked bluntly. “Surely I had nothing more to offer him than the last two Luna’s he’s previously scared away.”

“It’s true, the Alpha King has tried arranging marriages for Alexander before—1 or 2 times, I believe,” Isabella went on with a dismissive wave of her hand.

I clenched my jaw at her impassive behavior toward the situation. “Yes, but they were always called off before the wedding due to his frightening appearance, confirming the rumors.”

My fear of the matter was evident, but my Stepmother merely went on to explain with a smile.

“The King is willing to offer us a large sum of wealth for this marriage. It’s an opportunity we should accept. I thought it over, and since Alexander is twenty-eight, he’s not a good match for your younger sister. You’re older, so it has to be you. It’s just that your sister likes Liam, so we’ve adjusted the marriage arrangements.”

“He’s been bedridden for three months, and Isabella is pregnant with a boy, the doctor says.”

My jaw dropped in shock. The tears I managed to blink back had come rushing forth.

Unlike Isabella, my father wasn’t hiding Alexander’s terrifying nature. He was blackmailing me with collective interests and my brother’s life. If I married Alexander and accepted the King’s reward, they would take care of Edward. Simple as that.

“Fine,” I could feel my voice shivered.

It pained me to no end. But I had no choice.

[Third-Person POV]

Alexander Kingston, stood tall and handsome, his face utterly flawless, in front of the large window in his private home office. Oliver, his loyal Beta, stood idly next to his desk.

“How come there's another woman agreeing to marry me?” he asked darkly.

Oliver spoke plainly. “Perhaps it's because of the king’s reward,” he answered. “I heard it was rather substantial.”

The Alpha blew out an impatient breath and bit back a sneer of disdain. “No matter. She’ll run like all the others.”

He turned to glance over his shoulder. “Everything else should proceed as usual, and we must respect the king's arrangements. But just like before, prepare those things for me. I want to teach this young girl a lesson about her recklessness.”

Alexander was out to disprove the famous phrase, ‘third times the charm’. He was willing to ensure that this marriage did not take place.