The Lost Alpha Is A She: Bride For The Sleeping Devil

The most powerful werewolf alive is dying — not from a wound, but from a curse. The only cure is a marriage he despises to a girl he considers beneath him. She doesn't want him either. But fate doesn't ask permission, and love has never cared about the rules two people set for themselves. And when the final cost of that love is revealed, it will take something no alpha has ever done — and something the Moon Goddess has never before granted — to rewrite what was always meant to be their ending.

One night of passion with a stranger. One forced marriage to a monster. One impossible choice. Submit or survive? Quinn Feywin only wanted a taste of freedom before an arranged marriage stole her future. What she got was a night with a mysterious stranger who made her feel things proper ladies aren’t supposed to feel. When her sister runs away, Quinn is forced to take her place at the altar and discovers the groom is her stranger, but he’s not human. He’s a werewolf. The Alpha heir. The very monster bound by an ancient pact that requires a virgin bride from Quinn’s bloodline. Now she’s trapped in a supernatural world she never knew existed, married to a man who knows her body better than she knows herself. A man who holds her secrets in his hands. And a world where one wrong move could cost her everything. She wanted one taste of freedom. She got a lifetime in chains.

They said Alpha Draven was a monster deadly, bloodthirsty, cursed. That his pain was a death sentence for every woman who crossed his path, that no woman had ever left his bed alive. They said he sacrificed his brides, just to revive a body cursed beyond redemption. So why did my father choose me? Why was I offered has a substitute, a replacement bride meant to stand in for my sister, Angel? unwanted omega. They wanted obedience. my entire pack handed me over like worthless trash. And I was the price. One night with the monster that was my sentence. Afterward, I was expected to lose my life , because a weak omega like me cannot survive mating with an alpha. No right to want him. No right to crave him. But I do. I crave the monster without mercy. My body responds to his voice, his commands, his presence. I want more of him more than one night, more than a sacrifice meant to end me. My virginity was supposed to be a reward, a peace offering, even if it came wrapped in pain. But Alpha Draven doesn’t do love. He doesn’t believe in mates. His kind takes centuries to choose and those chosen never survive.

When the powerful Silverfang family proposed marriage to the Frostbane everyone believed their son Ragnar was meant to wed the family's perfect daughter, Calista. But fate had other plans. The proposal was meant not for Calista-but for her illegitimate sister, Lola. Cursed or chosen, no one knows. Every year Ragnar marries, and every year his brides die before the second dawn. Rumors whisper that the Moon Goddess has abandoned him, his wolf vanished, his soul damned. Yet Lola is destined to be his seventh wife-the one who might finally break the curse... or become its next victim. A bride for the curse alpha" - where love meets prophecy, and survival comes at a deadly price.

“Cursed child. Bad omen. The Alpha’s doomed bride.” That’s what they called me since the night I was born under the blood moon. ****** Desdemona is a cursed child right from birth, her skin marked by the moon itself. In a society where humans despise werewolves, Desdemona carries the cruel fate of being bound to one. Hated. Mocked. Even her own parents look at her with disgust, showering love only on her perfect sister while treating her as nothing but a burden. But curses don’t break easily. And her destiny waits in the shadows — the day she becomes the Alpha’s Cursed Bride. When she is forced to marry Alpha Alaric. Sold out by her own people, betrayed by her family, she must now survive in a pack of wolves where every whisper and glance could mean death. And the prophecy hangs over her, will she live, or will the curse claim her first?

" What about her?" His inquire came out softly and lazy. Ayla's eyes suddenly contracted fiercely and rolled to her brain! She thought she might collapse any moment from now! No! She can't be known! Her identity can't be revealed! The senior nun must not reveal my identity! " Errr......that's Ayla, the wolfslayer's daughter." Damn! The atmosphere dropped to a freezing point and Alpha Darius felt his lips twitched for a second. He looked back at the senior nun, snapping his brows coldly and back at Ayla, whose legs was already trembling violently. " You mean Morgan and Arnold's daughter?" He hissed, finding it hard to believe. " Yes." The senior nun replied. " We found her not too long when her father was set ablaze." Darius unexpectedly chuckled dryly, and his eyes lowered. " The slayer's daughter hun?" He approached Ayla even closer, gazing at her keenly like she was his prey and he lifted her chin, allowing her nervous dim eyes to met his. " Then, I guess my bride is in front of me." ****** A war was coming and it is predicted there might be no survivors. With this, Darius, a heartless, dangerous and crazy Alpha king of the Crimson moon, who was feared by all, set to get a bride who would give him an heir. Their pack was cursed, making it impossible. This led them to a downtown church, where ladies are sold like slaves and nuns, to seek bride. However, he encountered the least person he thought! The daughter of the wolves slayer's? This was going to be fun! But would something change between Ayla's hatred for the wolves and Darius vengeance on Ayla? What would fate write for them?