I'm Aurora, an unmated commoner, an inferior bloodline. 

My parents taught me a lot of things growing up, but the most important one is never piss off a royal.  They run the world, they make the rules, and they are brutal when they don’t get exactly what they want, especially an unmated commoner girl.

Most royals fuck commoner girls for fun, knowing we couldn’t possibly fight back. Some of them do it to get their release and then kill them, leaving behind no chance for an heir that is a half-breed. I’ve never seen a commoner female return from the palace.

There aren’t many of us left in my pack, but my alpha has managed to convince the royal warriors that there aren’t any unmated females in his pack and if there were, he would gladly hand them over I’m unmated, only a year and half away from turning twenty to feel my mate. I pray to Moon Goddess that I need the protection of a mate.

Until that day, a tall, brute man walks into my house like he was invited in. I tremble while he grins.

He is a Royal.

The Alpha's Commoner Bride

“I want him found,” Jaxson says, speaking to the group of warriors that hoard in front of the fireplace of his bedroom.


His room is more rustic, like his father’s office, wood floors and wood beams accenting the towering ceilings. He only has a few articles of furniture, including leather chairs that sit by his fireplace, raging with tall flames that I can feel across the room laying in his bed. I love being surrounded by his scent.


“Send every available warrior,” he gusts, attempting to keep his voice down. “Everyone needs to be on high alert. Xander is deemed dangerous and deadly. He must be killed on sight. Understood?”


Chapter 29