Flash Marriage To The Supreme Alpha

I waited two full hours at the City Hall Bond Registry, only for my fiancé to call and cancel our marriage registration for the third time.

He was busy comforting my stepsister, Brea, who had faked a minor riding injury just to steal him away on our wedding day.

"Come apologize to Brea right now, or this wedding is on hold indefinitely!" he roared over the phone.

My own family was even worse. Furious that I had jeopardized the Gordon family's investment, my father demanded I go to a private reception and offer myself to a notorious Alpha playboy to pay off a massive debt Brea had caused.