ALPHA SIN

SIN

I sighed as I glanced at my golden wristwatch again.

She was an hour late. I have not seen a bride or anyone arrive that late to their ceremony before.

It was annoying as I got to stand in front of the damned altar, waiting for my supposed bride-to-be.

I tugged the tie on my neck and let out a deep breath as I felt it constricting my airflow.

My eyes darted to my mom, Queen Ada. She sat a few meters away from where I stood, and I noticed her eyes kept on flickering from my face to the entrance.

I couldn’t figure out what she was thinking, even though I could hear the thoughts of the others, which were giving me a terrible headache.

I believe she was good at concealing her thoughts. Also, now I know she wasn’t joking when she said she had got a new power, which meant blocking others from trying to penetrate her mind.

She was that strong.

As the daughter of an Alpha herself, she was beta to her brother, who was voted as the new Alpha of their pack.

My mom had the grace of a warrior and was the perfect person I had ever seen whenever a Luna was mentioned.

Despite having the privilege at birth, she didn’t let any of it get to her head.

She was blonde and was not an airhead like most were. As far as I was concerned, she was the smartest blonde I had ever seen.

I sighed as she glared at me.

I noticed what that look meant.

She had been against my wish to get a Luna from the human clan. She wanted me to wed one of the many girls in the pack she had put me with.

Heck, she had arranged for me to wed one of her friend’s daughters, who was my ex.

But, according to the prophecy from the great seer, my mate was to be a human.

I don’t know if she would be my mate because when it comes to finding a mate in werewolves; it was complicated.

At first, I had thought my ex, Adrina, would be my mate and had ignored the many signs that were present to ward off the thoughts.

I had vowed to take her no matter what, and I had freaking marked her.

I had marked her before, knowing she wasn’t my mate. She wasn’t the person that would bring out my innermost desire!

I grunted whilst remembering the last time we were together and the disgust in her eyes when I told her about the great prophecy.

But, since I had marked her, it was like I was marrying a second wife to add to the one I had.

Even though Adrina and I were not legally bound, I was certain she was the only woman that would understand me. Despite what the seer had said.

Also, I believed in the saying,’ Every law has its loophole.’

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~I should have known coming here was a mistake. The best you have ever done, and I wonder if I am going to be embarrassed again like the last time~ My mother said, through a mind link.

I creased my brows whilst staring at her. By being embarrassed the last time, I knew what she meant.

It wasn’t my fault I had gone in search of a wife because the prophecy stated I should get her to love me or else I would go, berserker.

But maybe it was my fault to have gone in search of her in a pub. I believed I deserved what happened afterward, since the girl who I found out was a teenager, although not much younger than I was. But she was of consensual age.

I had set a bait for her to know if she was just another gold digger that wanted just a piece of me like most women, and she had proved to be like them.

Even after the bait, I should have noticed the sign to know she wasn’t as interested in me as I had thought. The darned girl had fled when she realized I was going to wed her.

Again, I believed the desperation whenever I thought about what would happen to me if I didn’t adhere to the prophecy had made me strike a deal with her parents. For their other daughter, which they seemed quite enthusiastic about.

I didn’t mind the amount they had asked to pay but was fascinated to know the reason they were so eager to lay her off.

I know it wasn’t the not-loving kind of love I received from most parents; they did love their daughter and I could see they were prepared to protect her even after receiving the money I believed was the dowry. Though they didn’t say so.

~You are so reckless, Sinclair. How long will you keep acting this way, rather than comply with what I want from you? You know it has always been the best~ Mother said again.

~Don’t you dare zone me out because you have been doing that, ~ She added with a scowl.

I breathed out, then shrugged. ~It’s not my fault, mother. You heard what the great seer had said…

“Damned the seer.”

Using my enhanced hearing, I heard her muttering under her breath.

~Adrina isn’t my mate. I know I marked her and all. But she shouldn’t be with me~

~Then find someone like you! Someone that you wouldn’t have to hide from. A strong woman that knows how to do her thing and not a weakling that would cower away at the slightest sight of danger!~

I breathed out, ignoring her outburst.

Then I breathed in.

My breath locked in my throat as a unique fragrance from the one in the cathedral wafted into my nostrils. I couldn’t describe the feeling it ignited in me because it was foreign.

But, funnily enough, I liked it.

No, not me. My inner wolf liked it, which seemed strange.

My inner wolf had always been locked away and only surfaced in a time of danger. It never comes out whenever a human was present.

Not even when I thought Adrina was my mate.

My heart palpitated as the fragrance got nearer, I swirled, and my eyes bored into the most beautiful turquoise blue eyes I had ever seen.

Her lips, a perfect shade of pink, were full, and I had a strong desire to taste them, to see if they looked as good as they appeared.

I shook my head whilst trying to clear my thoughts.

My bride-to-be tilted her head and her eyes flickered here and there, perhaps, trying to avoid mine.

I didn’t need to ask anyone, or even her name, to know who she was.

The last time I had seen her, I hadn’t felt this strong desire toward her.

She attracted me, but not to the extent of marking her.

She was going to be the first human that would make me feel this way, and I wonder why it was happening.

Also, how the hell was she my freaking bride?

I asked over again in my head, but I couldn’t come up with any answers.