Torn Between the Alpha and his Betas

andfather, Alpha Vlad, urges.

, my other hand clutching a bouquet of wint

wedding shouldn't come as a shock. But maybe some part of me still pr

determined he looks. His face is expressionless, his demean

is only granddaughter straight to the

ok away, too

he says, drawing

uh

n, a strong Alpha, and a well-respected Wolf. He is the leader of Alphas, and

nking to keep my

y child to those behind his demise. I mean, what happened to strangling? Whatever h

he large, blue, ornamented doors - the only

st of the Form'. He earned the name due to his ridiculous strength and abnormal characteristics. Some sa

eady?" Gra

! We can stop this now. We stil

, his Alpha energy oozing out. "You will do this, and there is no debating it! I just

og in my throat, I

cing his lips to a tiny slit an

y move in unison, each grabbing a handle

before my sight returns. Grandpa takes the first step, and

Beast stands tall, his back to me as he ch

e looks every bit like a massive monster from behind. I should transform and ruin this wedding - Grandp

oice emanates from the Beast. "Alpha Vlad," he acknowledges

at the unholy beauty before me,

grandpa to me, making goosebumps

nds like music to my ears. Still maintaini

ts his ha

e out of my daze. "Go

rks, definitely noticing the lack of honor

d in his, the difference in

, clears her throat, calling

edly as I try to keep

ight pa

a hands over the 'Ice Staff' to my uncle, official

," the crowd says in unison right after my grandfather

them celebrate around Uncle Lev, con

d's husky voice comes from bes

is fully on th

lpha," he says, leaning over to p

er. "No," I counter

s over at me.

when we said our vows -

eemed it fit to let it go. He di

my argument, he keeps his gaze trained o

cute when you talk. You s

make that statement

The crowd around him has diminished, with only high-profile Pack members a

, drawing my atte

gaze now fixed on the dark sky. It is

e says, clarifying h

rom the dark sky, t

ixed on me as a smir

you were born," he s

ha

ed when you cried," he continues obliviously. "Yo

with my breath, but my eyes remain locked on his u

s. "'Mama! I want one!'" He chuckles dryly, thou

d to serve as the Beta to his uncle b

n her warm hands and smiling. 'You will get o

perfect dentition. "Who would have thought that the

my throat, dreading whate