Stephanie_king1

Jasmine is the first daughter of the great Alpha Bale.
Because of her status as a bastard child, she lives a life maltreated scrubbing floors and attending to the needs of her father, step mother, step siblings and the entire pack.
But her life makes a drastic turn when she is switched in place for her father’s legitimate daughter to be married off to the Handsome and Cold hearted Alpha Xaden. 
Xaden is determined to punish Jasmine for the sins of her father who had massacred his entire family, even though she is nothing like her father. 
Hate slowly turns to desire, fierce passion and finally love.
But what happens when Xaden discovers that Jasmine, was planted as a spy to bring his downfall and was not in fact the original princess he was promised to?
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"Let this be a lesson to everyone. Royal or not, Alpha or Omega," He declares. "You will steer clear of what is mine. In my own territory. In my pack." 
With that, he tosses the bloodied arm aside and takes Jasmine away from their shocked gaze.

The Alpha’s Unwanted Bride

I sat in the carriage alone while horses and the other men in the pack drew it.

I could hear the horses outside; the men were discussing and laughing.

They seemed so normal. I had never for once witnessed an attack on our pack and seen that these men, who had beheaded all the high-ranking male wolves in our pack yet laughed and discussed, sat uncomfortably with me.

I nestled my head against the seat, quietly wondering how my life would be in the new pack.

I knew little about the Crescent Pack except that my father had taken over before I was even born.

It was just a random story in the pack, but who would have ever thought that it would have come to haunt us?

He had made it clear that I would not live a life of enjoyment in the pack as 'I had' back home.

I wondered if Jessica would have survived this entire ordeal as I had.

Jessica had never known a hard life the way I had. It would have been entirely foreign to her.

And that was why he was punishing me.

Because he believed I, Jessica, would not be able to handle it.

If only he knew who I indeed was.

It was getting dark again, and then the men stopped.

I heard them come down from their horses.

I peered out to see what was happening.

We have been on the road for over a week now.

No one bothered to tell me anything.

I watched as the men made a fire, laid out sleeping sacks, laughed, and drank.

"Why don't any of you know how to cook?!" One of the men standing in front of the fire, holding a rabbit, asked.

"Robert?!" The first man's eyes widened. "He burned the last deer."

"At least I did better than any of you." The one that Robert finally said.

"I wish Olaf wasn't sick, " the first man complained. He is the one who knows how to cook."

They were quiet and seemed very hungry as they ate dried meat and cheese.

I watched as the first man set aside the sizeable wild pig that had been killed and sat down dejectedly.

My carriage door was flung open, and I jumped from where I had been peeping.

It was Xaden, and he was not smiling as usual.

CAMP