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THE ALPHAS HUMAN BRIDE

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Following the theft and sale of the man's valuable treasure by her older brother Dominic, college student and bartender Halo Johnson is married off to King Jamal, an elderly, jaded billionaire and ultima werewolf. The girl must nagivate the twist and turns of being married off to a man she does not love, making her way through the inner circle of the upper echeleons as well as the hidden world of the lycanthropes. The sole reason King Jamal, Halo's spouse and the Pack leader of the entire city of New York, marries her is because she has a strong resembles to his late wife from her earlier years. In spite of this, the man needs to understand and come to terms with his true feelings for his new bride while attempting to protect her from the perils of the lycanthrope's covert existence as well as a fresh threat that waits in the shadows.
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