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THE TYRANT ALPHA PRINCE`S HUMAN BRIDE

THE TYRANT ALPHA PRINCE`S HUMAN BRIDE

Mikayla.De

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~In a bid to save her mother from the penalty she would have faced for stealing from the most ruthless alpha prince Asher , Vivienne takes the blame , she is then taken to the werewolf`s den for punishment. The sudden change in events leaves Vivienne in despair as she realizes she is the tyrant ALPHA PRINCE`S HUMAN MATE and potential luna to the blue moon pack. How does Vivienne adjust to this new mystical world with creatures ? Does she get herself directly involved in the royal family`s politics? Can she tame the werewol-- beast Asher ??

Chapter 1 Isn't she too pretty to steal

Vivienne's point of view

"Theif ! Theif!" Was the only word that blasted through my ear,i was held hostage with two hefty guards on each of my side holding unto me .

My mother had this disorder, where she would steal things she doesn't need, kleptomania, that is the name of the disorder.

I would always stand in the gap, get punished and beaten sometimes just so they let her go. She was all i had after my father passed away.

I would always beg for a pardon by those who she may have stolen from but today? She stole from not just anyone. The ruthless Alpha prince , Asher. He didn't know how to pardon. He also didn't know how to lose a war, he had fought hundred and two wars and never lost one, well according to rumors, he was a beast. his mother? A witch. His father? A werewolf. Some also say, he had vampire blood and had a blue moon curse. A blue moon curse is a curse that lasts forever!

I was a human, i tried my best not to get involved with any affairs of the mystical world just to avoid those creatures but here i was, walking into their territory.

Did i forget to say, some of those things.. mystical creatures eat humans!

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They threw me into a prison cell and immediately locked the door leaving me here in this dark room to my thoughts.

I wonder how long they were going to keep me here for. Maybe a day? Or two.. or for eternity.

How would mother cope? How would she eat? Would she go out stealing again? I hoped not.

Tears fell from my eyes, I wasn't in my world again. What would they do to me? Would i face the beast, Asher , today?

The cell door opened and I met with three big men roughly 6'3 feet. I stare at them in fright.

Two boys follow suit. They were clad in royal robes. They must be part of the royal family.. ah, maybe they were alpha princes!

The one with brown hair looks at one of the guards skeptically before he turns to me," Are you sure she was the thief? Isn't she too pretty to steal"

I saw his lips curve into a weird grin and i wanted to spit on his face, God help me!!!

"Yes, she stole from Alpha prince Asher's warehouse," the guard informed and they cowered back a bit. Fear . Shock . Disbelief filled their face the moment they heard 'Asher's' name.

They threw me a pity look," You my dear, you are dead meat. Such a pity though, I would have loved to play with you,"

"You are married, Pete!" His brother slapped his shoulder and the blonde guy .. who was pete only chuckled.

The atmosphere of the prison becomes lower, my hair on my skin raises , immediately. My eyes moisten and my cheeks involuntarily flush.. there was a supreme presence here and I could tell.

A 6'5 feet figure came to play, he wasn't putting on any royal robe but he had this indisputable royal aura. He looked gorgeous... his white shirt hugged his huge muscles and his grey sweatpants made my eyes linger between his legs for way too long. His black shoulder length hair flew with the wind, his thin peach lips were quite beautiful and the finisher? His oddly blood red eyes that I found beautiful. Honestly, he looked unreal, my gaze finally settled at the scar that looked the moon .. with blue painting .. wait, that wasn't a scar, that was a tattoo! That was not a gorgeous man, that was a freaking beast.. that was Asher.

I immediately lower my gaze .

"Here she is, Prince Asher. The one who stole from you," the guard reported.

He walked to me standing so close to me and i shift back till my back hit the wall. His gaze softened as he looked at me, sweeping the hair on my left shoulder to my right with his fingers, i look at him quizzically but too afraid to say anything or do anything else. He had much more grip than i did!

"Argh!!!" I wince as i feel his fangs buried deep in my neck , piercing and sucking my blood like i was meat. Was he eating me? Was this how i die?

Tears drop from my eyes and I can't help but cry even more! He didn't stop , he just continued then finally a clap came from behind. It was the two blonde boys who were there earlier.

"Look at that, our elder brother's mate is a thief. I once said a beast like you wasn't a worthy alpha king but a human thief for a luna is much more ridiculous. You would never rule!" One of them said and they both laughed leaving.

He called Asher elder brother.. why would they talk to their elder brother like that? Especially when he was a potential alpha king and wait, did they just call me his mate? Hellooo, i am not a mate.. i am human and somebody's future wife!

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