The Alpha’s Arranged Bride

LAVENDER’S POV

I sat in front of the mirror as the maids helped with my hair and makeup. My heart thudded in my chest as I contemplated the impression I would make on Caramel’s mother. Would she say I was not enough for her son because I was human?

I have only been here a few days, and I really wanted to be accepted as one of their own. No matter how much I tried to think that she might accept me without judging me, I was still filled with fear. Caramel had told me there was nothing to worry about, but he said that because it was his mother.

I was not her child. I was his son’s wife, and I needed to be perfect in her eyes for him. From stories that I’ve been told about mothers-in-law, it will be hard to make her like me.

“What is she like?” I asked the maids.

“Alpha Caramel’s mother?” Mitchel asked, and I nodded, staring at her through the mirror.

“She is a fine woman,” she replied.

“And calm too,” another said.

“Is she hard to please?” I inquired.

“She has her distinct taste. She doesn’t take ordinary things, if that’s what you are asking,” Mitchel said, and I became more worried.

I was ordinary. I was a human born in Texas with nothing extraordinary about me. I was not even fully educated as I had to stop after coming here. What do I have to impress her? I began to doubt my beauty as I stared at myself in the mirror. What if she said I was not beautiful enough?

“Don’t worry, Your Majesty. She will like you. You are a sweet soul after all,” Mitchel complimented.

I smiled, but it was half-hearted. Was she going to see my sweet soul or the fact that I was human? I really wanted to be included here. It was strange to say, but I wanted to be part of Caramel’s life.

“You are ready, Your Majesty,” Mitchel’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

I stared at my unrecognizable figure in the mirror before rising to my feet. The makeup on my face was beautiful and was made to blend with my skin tone accordingly. My hair was made into waves, which added to the look.

I had on a simple, long purple gown that held me in all the right places. To match it all up, I had a nice silver pair of shoes on my feet. I had no necklace or earrings on as Caramel had told them not to do so, and I still wondered why.

“You look beautiful, Your Majesty,” they all chorused.

I smiled at them before turning my gaze to the mirror again. The door opened and Caramel stepped in with a smile on his face.

“Good day, Alpha,” the maids greeted.

Caramel only glanced at them once with a stroke of a nod before returning his attention to me. He waved his hand, dismissing them, and they hurriedly left the room, giving both of us some privacy.

“My wife looks stunning,” he complimented as he approached.

He wrapped his hand around my waist before kissing my neck. I threw my head to the side, shutting my eyes as his lips sent sweet sensations down my spine.

“You look so good. I want to have you here and now,” his deep voice echoed in my ears.

In one swift move, he spun me around and our lips were on each other. His hands groped my buttocks, pulling me closer. I could feel his erection through the fine fabric of his trousers. He pulled away and smiled.

“I got something for you,” he said and took out a box from his long jacket.

He opened it to reveal a set of earrings with a matching silver necklace.

“Put it on,” he said, and I picked up the earrings.

The moment they were on me, he picked out the necklace and placed the box down. Gently, he moved my hair to the side as he helped me put on the necklace. Once he had hooked it, he arranged my hair before making me look at him.

“I wasn’t wrong to pick this for you,” he said with a smile.

I turned around to have a look at it through the mirror, tilting my head side to side to see each side.

“Don’t you like it?” he asked the moment he noticed my frown.

“I feel overdressed,” I finally told him.

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“Don’t you think so?” I asked him.

His eyes glided through my outfit, and he shook his head.

“You look perfect to me.”

“Perfect for your mum?” I asked.

He said nothing for a few minutes, which made me scared.

“If I like it, Mother will,” he firmly said as he raised my chin.

“I am nervous to meet her,” I confessed. “What if she doesn’t like me?” I spun around to look at myself in the mirror.

“You don’t need to be worried about that. She will.”

“I’m human,” I said, and he chuckled.

“Mum does not care if you are human or not.”

He spun me around and locked eyes with mine.

“Human or not, I choose you, and I love you. That’s all that matters. You are meeting my mum today just for the recognition and not for her approval or disapproval. You are perfect for me,” he confessed, making me smile.

He kissed me briefly before giving me his hand.

“Are you ready to see my mother now?” he asked, and I nodded.

With Caramel at my side, I knew I would not mess up in front of his mother. All I needed was him. I glanced at him as we walked out of my room, hand in hand, and I wondered, “How did I fall in love with this man so hard?”