Harper Cole has been preparing her whole life to become her pack’s next Alpha. When her father gives the title to her youngest brother, Harper will proposition a fellow Alpha with a fake marriage, hoping to reclaim her position as heir.
Asher Black, Alpha of the Rising Moon Pack, is struggling to lead his Pack and get rid of his controlling uncles when he is offered a strange proposition from a beautiful young wolf. As Harper and Asher fight to secure their positions, their fake relationship will be tested…as will the growing feelings between the two. 

“Prove it.” Julius says.
“What?” Prove what? I don’t need to prove anything to them. Why is it so hard for them to understand I’m getting married?
“I don’t believe this is real,” Dean agrees, adding fuel to Julius’s fire.
I glance at Harper, nervous. I knew this was going to happen. They’ve figured out straight away this is fake. Did we not appear in love when we entered the room?
“Of course, it’s real,” Harper smiles at me.
She gives me a look, indicating she is either going to do something good or bad. She grabs me by the collar of my shirt and pulls me towards her. From instinct I close my eyes and commit to the pretend relationship. Our lips brush each other’s, and I can taste strawberry. They’re soft, warm and inviting. I hope it appears that sparks are flying around the room. I ignore the little butterflies in my stomach.
“Like I said,” Harper smiles wide when we pull apart, “We’re getting married, and I’m leaving tomorrow.”

A Marriage of Alphas is created by Chloe Higgins, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author. 


A Marriage of Alphas

My body feels groggy and heavy, like someone is pushing me into the mattress with all their weight. My head is pounding, and I struggle to open my eyes. I must’ve drunk heaps last night because my body only ever feels like this after one too many glasses of wine.


When I manage to open my eyes, I see that the sun has only just risen, using its powerful rays to wake me. I groan, slowly lifting myself into a sitting position. The pounding in my head intensifies, so I use my fingers to rub at my temples in hopes it will make the pain ease enough to gather my surroundings.


“What happened last night?” I mumble, hoping Asher is awake to answer my question.


When there is no response, I look over at his side of the bed. He must be awake already because his running shoes are missing. He went for a run without me. Maybe he assumed I would be hungover and incapable of running long distance.


Chapter 34: The Secret Rendezvous