The Alpha's Doomed Omega Bride

Lydia's POV

"Tell them I said no."

My voice shook, but I didn't care, I stood in the middle of our small living room, staring at my father as if the words coming out of his mouth had to be a joke, they couldn't be serious.

My father looked older than he had this morning. His shoulders were bent, and his eyes were red, but he refused to look at me.

"Lydia..."

"No."

I shook my head.

"I won't marry him."

My mother sat beside my father, silently wiping her tears. My two younger brothers were standing near the doorway, watching us with frightened expressions.

Nobody spoke because nobody needed to, the silence told me everything. This wasn't a discussion, they had already decided, this is just me being informed.

"You don't understand what you're saying," Father finally whispered.

"I understand perfectly." My hands curled into fists. "You want me to marry Alpha Ronan."

Even saying his name made my stomach twist, every wolf in our pack knew who Alpha Ronan was. The ruthless Alpha of the Black Moon Pack.

Powerful.

Wealthy.

Feared.

And the worst part? Famous for being widowed, three times now...

His first wife died less than a year after their wedding, the second barely survive two years.

The third...I swallowed, she had died only six months ago after two years of marriage. People said it was an accident. Others whispered that she had been poisoned.

Some said she had tried to escape the pack and was killed for it. Nobody except the husband, Alpha Ronan, knew the truth.

But everyone knew one thing, no woman survived being Alpha Ronan's wife.

And now my father wanted me to become his fourth and add to his dead wives quote.

"Why me?" I asked.

My voice cracked.

"Why does he even want me?"

My father finally looked at me.

His eyes were filled with something I had never seen in them before, helplessness and fear.

"He doesn't."

I frowned.

"What?"

"He didn't choose you by himself." Father lowered his head, "Alpha Marcus did"

My heart sank to my toes, Alpha Marcus, our Alpha, the man who had ruled our pack for twelve years.

The man who had decided that because my family was poor, we had no right to refuse him.

"What does he have to do with this?"

Father didn't answer immediately.

Mother did, "He made a deal with Alpha Ronan."

I stared at her. "What kind of deal?"

Mother began crying harder and father clenched his fists.

"Three days ago, I was called by Alpha Marcus to give you to Alpha Ronan"

I blinked.

"I refused to and he seized our land," he said bitterly. "The land your grandfather left me."

My heart tightened, "That land is all we have."

"I know but you are my daughter."

Father's voice became louder, "If I gave him that land, we had nothing left but I can't bear to give my daughter up"

"And now?"

He looked at me with sad eyes, "Now we have nothing."

My breath caught, I looked around the room in utter dejection, the cracked walls, the old wooden chairs. The small table Mother had bought when she married Father.

Our small comfortable home, It wasn't much but it was ours.

"What did he do?"

Father looked away. "He took it."

My mouth fell open. "He can't just take it."

"He's the Alpha, Lydia."

That was the answer, the answer that could justify anything, Alpha Marcus had already stopped the merchants from buying Father's crops. He had ordered the pack guards not to allow my brothers to work at the training grounds. Yesterday, our food supply was confiscated.

And now he wanted my family to understand exactly how powerless we were.

Mother reached for my hand.

"Alpha Marcus said he will restore everything if you marry Alpha Ronan."

I pulled my hand away from hers, "So that's it?"

My laugh came out bitter, "He destroys our family and then offers to fix it if I become another one of Alpha Ronan's wives?"

"Lydia," Father whispered.

"No! Don't Lydia me, father!"

I stepped back. "I am not going to be anyone's marital sacrifice."

"You think I don't know that?" Father stood suddenly.

His voice broke. "You think I want to send my daughter to another pack? To a man whose three wives are dead?"

Nobody spoke,I could feel the pain in his face.

"I would rather lose everything than do this to you," he continued. "But Lydia, they have already taken everything."

I froze, "What do you mean?"

Father looked at my brothers. "They are coming for the house tomorrow."

My heart stopped. "What?"

"They gave us until tomorrow morning."

Mother covered her face.

"If we don't accept the agreement, we'll be thrown out, we will become rogues"

I couldn't breathe, our house, our family, everything will be gone.

Because one Alpha had decided we were too poor to say no.

I slowly sank into the chair.

"Why Alpha Ronan? Why not any other Alpha?"

Father hesitated. "Because the park needs his alliance."

Something about that answer bothered me.

"Why?"

"I don't know."

"Did he ask for a wife to seal the deal?"

"No."

"Then why did he agree?"

Father's eyes met mine.

"I don't know, I wasn't there."

A knock suddenly sounded against the door and everyone went silent. Another knock followed, three slow knocks. My youngest brother moved closer to Mother. Father walked toward the door.

"Don't," I whispered.

He stopped.

Then a deep voice came from outside.

"Open the door."

My heart began pounding, I knew that voice, everyone did.

Alpha Marcus, father slowly opened the door. Alpha Marcus stood outside with six guards behind him. His eyes moved around the room before settling on me. He smiled and It wasn't a kind smile.

"Lydia."

I stood.

He looked at me from head to toe.

"Have you made your decision?"

I stared at him.

"I said no."

His smile disappeared.

"Then your family leaves this pack tomorrow."

My mother's sob escaped her lips, Alpha Marcus turned toward the guards.

"Prepare the eviction order."

"Wait!"

The word left my mouth before I could stop it. He looked back at me.

"You said you wanted my decision."

"I do."

I swallowed the lump in my throat. "What happens if I agree?"

His smile returned "Your family's land will be restored."

"And our house?"

"Returned."

"My brothers?"

"They can work again."

I closed my eyes. Everything I loved was being placed on one side of a scale. And my life was on the other, I opened my eyes.

"What are the terms?"

Alpha Marcus stepped closer. "You will leave this pack tomorrow."

My stomach twisted.

"You will marry Alpha Ronan."

I stared at him.

"And I can't refuse?"

"You can if you want but..." His expression became cold, "...you won't have a family to return to."

Silence filled the room, then he handed my father a sealed document.

"The marriage contract."

I looked at it, my name was already written on the first page, Lydia Vale, I had never met Alpha Ronan.

Yet somehow, my life had already been signed away to him.

And according to everyone in this room...

I was about to become the fourth wife of an Alpha whose wives never survived.