A Marriage of Alphas

er’s

istracts me from the pain searing up and down my legs. Each mile I run becomes more and more pain

n fire, I cannot wait to cool off inside. Skidding to a stop, I see my youngest brother, Artemis, glaring at me from the balcon

g grass. I envy their free and simple life. Sometimes I wa

up to the Alpha life I’m meant to lead. I only think about running away once in a

ble before dinner. I smile at each person I walk by. I have grown up with most of these people. They saw me

g on my bed. He stares at me with his pale blue eyes, his fingers tap the outsi

I’m here?” Ansel asks, brea

in here asking stupid things s

feet. “Why are you a

turning the shower on. My fingers hover unde

old my arms over my chest. “I

ou wear something nice because we have special guests joining us.” He e

Ansel’s obvious mid

gin to wonder who will be joining us for dinner. Father better not be marrying me off to some random forty-year-old Alpha

, I slip into the nicest dress I have. The floor length black sequined gown s

t as they can. The moon follows my movements as I walk through the hallways until

his face. Mother is to the left of him. My brothers and I got our fiery orange hai

laced next to Mother and not them. I take my seat and notice there

is face is set in a frown and he appears as though he has something on his mind and is anx

s arriving, but it appears they are late.” His eyes dart between my brothers and I, “I do, ho

he unspoken words from Father circle around in a hot wave of anxiety. I sip the

Fathers voice echoes throughout the room, “In saying that I need to make sure the nex

he eldest. I was born to be a leader, there is nothing I’m

n a lemon, a sour look etched across

oss my face, I open my mouth to express my gratitu

ink it over,” Father pauses, his eyes dart between Artemis and I, “I

es!” at Father. My hands are gripped tight around the ed

t Artemis,” I shake my head in disb

ne. He gets everything he wants in life and ignores the consequences for all his actions. I’m always th

over the years. He’s proven he’s a great fighter and can handle him

but I also know what this pack needs to function and survive. But, no worries, if Artemis knows how to fight then that solves

gn he is getting mad. My Mother continues to stare at

ave made my final decision.” Fathe

has his favorites within the group and told several people he would do whatever it takes to become Alpha. Artemis is dangerous, he only ca

ther, but the rest of the pack, that I can live up to being the leader. I go out of my way

sses my mind. “Is it

straight in his

air over my shoulder, “Are you choosing Artemis over m

elf out of the chair and head for the door in a huff, not wanting to look at my

y dark hair appears in front of me, followed by two older men. His piercing blue eyes stare back into m

, I’d like you to meet Asher Black,