Alpha’s Substitute Bride

"It didn’t matter. My bride was a fraud."

On our wedding night, I planned to show her who was in charge. But the moment I touched her, I knew something was wrong.

 

Nyla. The name burned in my heart before I could stop myself.

She wasn’t my fiancée, not the woman I was supposed to marry. But here she was, standing before me, pretending to be someone else.

And yet, when she kissed me, I lost myself.

 

We are mates.

The rage inside me burned hotter than it ever had, but at the same time, I craved her touch like nothing before.

I was a tyrant. Bloodthirsty. Ruthless. I had killed, maimed, and destroyed without remorse. And yet, she... she was the only one who could calm the fury inside me.

It was her touch that brought me back from the edge of madness. Only she had the power to soothe the beast inside me.

This marriage was supposed to be a political game. She was nothing more than a pawn, a piece to move on the board.

Or so I have thought.

Now, the truth is, I’ve never felt anything like this. For her. For Nyla. I’ll show no mercy to anyone who dares harm her.

 

And the shocking twist? The one causing her pain right now? It’s my true fiancée.