The Alpha Hates Me novel Chapter 5

Analyn POV

I stood my ground and told him I wasn't scared of him. But I lied. I was scared of him a little.

Ambrose wasn't a regular guy. There was something primal about him. He was unpredictable. I knew I had to be careful around him.

He had evil intentions deep inside him. I could feel it in my bones. I had a feeling that humanity would be in trouble once he became the Alpha. I couldn't imagine what he might do.

Maybe I can stop him when the time comes. Maybe I can tame the beast.

What am I even thinking? I can't even tame my cat, Mr. Richie Richardson.

I was still upset at my father for forcing me to do this, but I had to say yes. I was his only daughter, and I didn't want to disappoint him by being whiny and weak. So what if I had to spend the rest of my life with someone like Ambrose? Maybe I will get lucky, and he will change his mind last minute.

I decided to make the best of it by blowing his money on the most expensive wedding gown and jewelry. So I called Tessa and Shirley.

"Shut up!" Tessa exclaimed after I told her everything. Her eyes were wide.

"Does he have a hot pack member?" Shirley waggled her eyebrows.

"My entire life is at stake, and you are worried about hooking up?" I said. I was hoping for some sympathy, but my friends seemed more excited than anything. They were acting like I got the golden ticket to the chocolate factory.

"I think you are taking it the wrong way. Marrying a werewolf sounds hella exciting. Would you rather be the wife of someone boring and predictable?" Tessa asked.

"Yes! I'd rather have a HUMAN husband. You know, someone like a Bob or Steve or something. Not Ambrose fucking Vikander of the Lightbridge Shadows!" I cried.

Shirley ignored my outcry and sighed. "Ambrose is so sexy. Oh, how I wish I was in your shoes."

"Then you marry him!" I said irritably. I grabbed her shoulders. "Oh my god. Why don't you take my place and marry him instead?"

Shirley threw her hair back and laughed. "First of all, that's a stupid idea. Second of all, everyone already knows what you look like, and we look nothing alike, so that would never work."

Damn, she is right.

"Whatever, let's go to the mall so I can buy my special dress," I said, sighing.

I made Tessa drive us to the mall. Since they weren't going to help me escape this, they might as well chauffeur me around to wherever I needed to go. I planned on going full bridezilla mode and making everyone suffer with me.

"Wow, look at these dresses! They are all so beautiful," Tessa exclaimed after we found a bridal store.

"I should pick the most expensive dress to teach my father a lesson," I declared, but my eyes already fell on the perfect dress, and I made up my mind to try it on.

"That one!" I pointed for Shirley and Tessa to look at.

It was a gorgeous floor-length sleeveless dress with lace and a tulle skirt. I looked at the price tag and nearly had a mini heart attack. Twenty thousand dollars! What kind of magical dress was this? It doesn't matter, I told myself. It'll put a hole in my father's pocket, and that was the goal.

I put the dress on and immediately fell in love with it. It hugged the curves I never knew I had and the blushed pink color complimented my pale skin.

"Wow, this is it, Ana. This is the dress." Shirley was looking at me like she was ready to marry me herself.

I nodded. "I'll take it," I told the store clerk, who was also gushing on the side and making googly eyes at me.

"What's next?" Shirley asked.

"We should have a bachelorette party!" Tessa suggested.

"The wedding is this Saturday. There's no time," I said bitterly. Alpha Marquise and my father were in a hurry to send me off to my doom.

"Of course, there's time. We can have it tomorrow. How about we go to the club. You still have your fake ID, right?" Tessa smirked.

Sure, why not. Who knows what kind of life was waiting for me at Ambrose's lair, so I might as well have some fun first. "Okay. But don't let me drink too much," I said. The last time I went to the club, I ended up coming home drunk and passed out on the stairs. Lucky for me, dad was on an overnight business trip, so he didn't catch me. I wouldn't know how to explain myself as I wasn't even legally supposed to drink yet.

"Ana, we all know you will drink too much again. This time it'll be fine since it will be your last night as a single woman," Shirley said.

Shirley wasn't exactly the voice of reason, so I didn't expect her to mother me. Besides, she had a point.

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The next day, it was on like Donkey Kong.