The Alpha’s Arranged Bride

Lavender’s POV

I judged too quickly. Alpha Toot was not fed up with the pretense. The previous day, he had just taken a break, and now I was seated on my bed while five maids stood in front of me with an open jewelry box. Apparently, I am to pick one of them. I do not care about the jewelry, and I do not want jewelry. If I pick one definitely, I would no longer have a free neck because I would have to put it on constantly.

I was already dealing with heavy gowns, so I will not be forced to put on jewelry too every day. The maids stood there diligently as she waited for me to pick one of them. The jewelry was beautiful, and if it were under different circumstances, I would have quickly picked it, but right now I was not in the mood for that. Alpha Toot, on the other hand, had a strange smile on his face. It was unusual from the one I was used to. It had much more mystery. “Pick dear,” he said, and I wanted to laugh.

I did not have to be told that my so-called father was not affectionate. At least to me he was not. The way he said that quickly told me he was trying as much as possible but to flare up. It sounded like the words were irritating him. It was either he thought I was stupid or he did not care that I realized what was happening because he remained the way he was. I didn’t want to pick anything, and they were not going to force me. I took my eyes off the maids and dropped it, staring at my fingers. Alpha Toot walked towards me, and that made me alert instantly.

I raised my head, and my hairs stood. Even though I did not want to be scared of him, or at least show him that he scared me, it was hard when he had an aura that was too strong and could easily make me uncomfortable. I didn’t want to die. He raised my head, and for a moment I stopped breathing. It was an impulse action. I thought if I was not breathing, he was going to go away like the shark in the sea. He moved my face from side to side, and then I noticed a strange glint in his eyes.

I could not decipher what it meant, and I did not know what he was looking for. His fingers on my jaw were placed in a manner as though he were touching something dirty. The skin he touched burnt, and I have no idea why. It felt like the more he did it, the more I might be enveloped in this invisible fire. My heart was racing. I knew he knew this. He was an alpha, and they had perfect hearing. Even to me, I could hear my heartbeat so for them it cannot be that hard to hear it, especially when it was beating as though trying to gather attention.

His eyes landed on my shoulders before he gave me a sly smile. “Pick one,” he said happily, his eyes filled with happiness. The problem now was, what was he happy about? Trying to even figure out what that might be would only strain me, as Alpha Toot was a man that was hard to read. I gave up trying the moment I even started. He glanced at the jewelry, then turned this attention back to me.

“I understand,” he said, and I felt filled with confusion and fear during the first few seconds.

He turned to the maids. “She doesn’t like them. Return them to the designers, and tell them to prepare another batch. I expect them to do something more than they just did. They would definitely bear the consequences if she does not like the next one,” he strictly told them. I was so close to telling him that I wanted to pick one because I did not want anyone to die just because I was angry with my so-called father. However, he had already said what he wanted to, so I had to wait until the next ones came. He smiled at me, and it only made my heart fall to the ground instead of making me feel better. If all this continued, I would soon get a heart attack.

The maids left the room, and he watched them leave before taking a seat on the bed not too far from where I sat. I refused to look at him, and my eyes stayed on my fingers, which I kept playing with. “You know this is your father’s house, right?” he asked.

I wanted to laugh at his face. I saw this place like a prison, not even close to being a father’s house. I do not know what he was expecting me to see or do, but from his facial reaction, I knew that I did not meet the cut. “Since you came, you haven’t smiled. I keep reminding you that this is your father’s house, and you can do whatever you want. So smile. It shows you are happy,” he said, and I turned to him in disbelief.

Was he really serious? He was easily ignoring the truth. Yes, I was not smiling because I was not happy. What gave him the impression that was happy for one minute being in this place? I really wanted to know where he had gotten this notion, and audacity? This place irritated me and made me uncomfortable. I could not do anything I wanted to do, except it rhymed with what he wanted me to do.

Who in their right senses will be happy in a situation like that? Who in the right senses will be happy to be kidnapped, and far away from family? I was not happy, and I will never be happy so long as I was here. “You can be free here, so be free,” he said. “I don’t…” I paused, then sighed.

My emotions were a little high, and I needed to control it to not put myself in any sort of trouble. I took a deep breath before continuing. “I am married. I cannot be happy being in another house that was not my husband’s, and worse, prohibited from him coming to see me. I want to leave, and be with him,” I said, and Alpha Toot stared at me without saying a word.

The room was instantly filled with aura. I had pressed another button of his. He was not happy about it. The smile he had on quickly disappeared before he stood up. “It will be annulled soon,” he said with a stern gaze on me.

“What… what do you mean by that?” I asked. Instead of a reply, I got a strange smile.C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

What was he talking about? I was not too vast with werewolf married terms, but I wanted to believe it was no different from humans except from the marking part. In order for it to be annulled, consent from both parties would be needed. Caramel for sure would not agree to it. I will not agree with it.

We are married, and in love with each other. Nothing could separate us, even though Alpha Toot tried everything to make that happen. “That cannot happen,” I said when he refused to explain what he meant.

“We won’t agree to be separated. I belong to Alpha Caramel,” I said, and he moved closer to me, which made me stop talking, move back a bit, and then swallow. His line of sight landed on my neck, and I followed it.

“He hasn’t marked you,” he said.