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 listen for my mate stirring upstairs, strewn out on the patio chair out in front of the house while the sun threatens to rise over the horizon. I plead for warmth, for the daylight, knowing it will finally be a new day and the moon can’t haunt me anymore.


The moon hasn’t been kind to me and my mate.


I always imagined if I found my fated, I would spend my days in the palace with her, adorning her with gala’s and pampering her to no end, creating the perfect, safest Luna there ever could be. I never expected any of this and frankly, I feel like the moon goddess is punishing me through my mate.


I’ve known for a long time about the inequality of royals and commoners. I even ignored them for a long lapse of time, but when I knew my mate was a commoner, I brushed it off and figured it would be made right when I marked her. She would be marked by a royal and therefore the problems would all be solved.


Chapter 51