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The Alpha's Bride

Alpha Damon, the unmated Alpha of the largest pack in North America, is facing reality where Elders are pressuring him to marry a bride of their choice. A marriage of convenience. A marriage for power. Damon is aware that Elders want to use him in their schemes, and he is determined to show them that he is no one's pawn. No one can force him into marriage, not even the Moon Goddess. “I don’t need a woman in my life to obstruct me. A girlfriend is a nuisance, a wife would be a problem, and a mate would be a disaster.” Will he give in? Which one will he choose? Will he have a choice once he finds his mate? Join Damon on his journey during which he will broaden his horizons and change in the most unexpected ways when the right woman enters his life. --- Note: the main storyline ends with chapter 986. --- Connect with me. Discord: https://discord.gg/cFaejHB Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/RedSonia.Novels Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/redsonia_novels/ --- I own the cover. --- Give my other novels a try! - Amara - Reunion - The Supreme Alpha - Is this Destiny? - Accident Prone

RedSonia · Fantasy
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How special is she? [Bonus chapter]

When they reached the packhouse, Damon could see that Talia was still out, and she didn't react when he turned off the engine, or when he nudged her a little while calling her name, or when he carried her upstairs princess style.

He was determined to scold her for her irresponsible behavior. What would happen if he didn't interfere? Why can't she be more careful? What was she thinking?

Doesn't she know how adorable and completely defenseless she is?

But just as he reached the third floor of the packhouse Talia snuggled close to him and nuzzled his neck with her nose as she released a soft moan that shook his insides. To make things worse, Talia's warm breath slipped into his shirt, making him tingly all over, and the pressure in his groin area increased.

He forgot what he was planning to do.

"Damn it!", Damon cursed under his breath. He was supposed to be angry and not horny.