Gabriella is married off to an Alpha by her parents against her will. She is forced to leave her old life behind and move in with the Alpha, who is known for his power and control within the pack. Despite her initial resistance, she eventually comes to accept her new life alongside Alpha Aiden. However, she soon realizes that the Alpha is a cruel and abusive man who uses his position to control her every move. Aiden wanted the title and to receive it , he had to take a wife. As Grabiela is about to enter his life, Aiden decides to make it fun and turn it into a game, with her as the main pond, between him and his friends. When the abuse and lies weigh too heavy she realizes that she has to leave but will he let her go? Or will he tighten his grip and lock the doors?
"I'm guessing the meeting wasn't to talk about the food arrangements for when you take over the pack?"
"They've arranged for me to marry Gabriella Santos from the Trimoon pack,"
"So what, when have you ever backed down from a challenge?"
"How is tying my life to another in marriage, a challenge?"
"The challenge is to make her submit to you."
"We'll make it more interesting-"
"- I bet you won't be able to get it done before the end of the year,"
"I'll have her submitting to me by the end of the month,"
"Not just submit. You have to have her wrapped around your finger, hopelessly in love with you by the end of the year,"
"Ten grand to whoever wins,"

Explicit sexual abuse, violence, and otherwise TW scenes later in the book. Will warn in Author Notes***

Alpha's Betted Bride

I stared into the empty room- suddenly regretting ever letting her sleep away from me. I should've kept her closer, had she been in my room, with me, maybe this would've never happened. The bed was neatly made because no one had slept in it since Gabby left. Everything looked untouched and there wasnät a trace of her having lived here except for the clothes in the closet. But this time I swore that when Gabby moved back, she was staying with me.


Playing the hero was all fun and games until reality settled and you realize that you don't have a next move. That was why I always calculated everything to the t because you couldn't run a pack, or protect your people, from your heroic thoughts alone. You needed a plan.


My people trusted me and our pack had always been tight-knit and trusting of each other. My father and his before him- going back centuries- made sure of that.


CHAPTER 67.