My arranged marriage to a cocky...Hot Alpha (Complete)

Too Much Money

Too Much Money

Beverly's POV:

"A private jet?"I asked breathlessly as I stood out on the windy run way.He had a black jet waiting for us, it was amazing.

"Yea, surprised?"

"Well yes. I guess you have too much money and you have no clue what to spend it on."

"No, it's convenient and more...private. "He said taking my hand and leading me up the stairs.I t was dark and quite romantic on the inside, the chairs were large and comfy looking, they were black leather with big fluffy pillows, there was a bar on each side with lights shining off of the marble looking counter. It was soft flooring that made me want to kick off my sandals. I walked over to one of the leather chairs and sat down. I moaned happily as I leaned back, my legs and feet were killing me.

"Tired?" He asked sitting next to me and I nodded closing my eyes and I heard him chuckle before I passed out.

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"Beverly? Bevs, it's time to wake up." I heard his soft voice say.

"Five more minutes." I grumbled and I heard him do a soft laugh.

"Let's go princess."I sighed but opened my groggy and blurry eyes. We were still on the plane and I was so tired and weak. It was sunny outside...Were we somewhere warm?

He helped me up and I slid on my comfy sneakers instead. He took my hand and we walked out of the plane and we were accompanied by a boat, it was freezing cold outside, so the flight person handed me a big down filled jacket.

"Where are we...?" I asked looking around, I saw snow off in the distance.

"Alaska." Brandon answered getting into the boat.

"Alaska!?" I exclaimed. How could I have not thought of this?

"Come. You'll see." He said holding out his hand for me to take. I took his hand and shakily stepped into the rocky boat. I sat down and gripped onto it tightly as Brandon started it. I hated boats. I got sea sick and dizzy.

"You alright back there?" He asked.

"Not really." I said hearing my stomach grumbling unpleasantly. I gripped my stomach and choked back the vomit.

"Relax, Bevs. We're almost there." He assured. I felt the boat speed up and I felt my shoulders hunch over as the bile rose and wouldn't go back down. Suddenly the boat came to a halt and I literally jumped off landing on the grass. I gripped it hard and took deep breaths.

"I love land." I said and I heard Brandon laughing at me as he began taking the bags off of the boat.

"Do you need any help?" I asked.

"No." He smiled walking up. I turned around and gasped. A large windowed house stared back at me. It had large windows with long curtains on the inside, it was dark stoned and it looked like a beach house, but there was no beach. But the view was very nice. I walked up to the door as Brandon tossed the bags carelessly into the house. He turned and scooped me up bridal style.

"That's only to be done when we go to our actual house."

"Well this will be like our second house." He said kicking open the half shut door. He set me down and I looked around. A large white couch was in the living room with a large TV and a fabric that hung from the wall.

"Is this a chair?" I asked.

"Yea." He said and I sat in it and it sunk me back in and I sighed happily. Vases of flowers were spread along the house, the kitchen was large with no food in the fridge, there was hardwood flooring and tiles and I didn't really look around anymore because I loved the hanging chair.

"What do you want to do?" He asked sitting on the couch.

"I want you to turn me into a wolf." I said confidently. He looked up shocked.

"Excuse me?" He asked.

"You heard me." I said. I wanted to be a wolf too

"Uh...Well-Bevs-Uhm..." He said choking up on his words.

"Are you scared?" I asked.

"No, t's just not a walk in the park, you don't get bitten and then you're magically a werewolf. It's painful; your bones take a new form."

"Brandon, I lived so badly. I had no money, I got made fun of and everything bad. I think I can handle myself."

"You think you can handle this?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Beverly, you don't know what you're asking for." He said more forcefully.

"Brandon, I know what I am asking for." I said with the same amount of force.

"Beverly." He warned which actually made me excited for some reason.

"Whatever." I sighed getting up and walking away. Suddenly his arms were around me and a sharp pain came on my neck. I yelped in pain because I was surprised, his hands gripped my torso more tightly and he grunted into my neck as a cold liquid rushed into my neck and I felt it go to every tip of my toes and fingers. But soon the pain became a rush of pleasure and I moaned happily. He let go and spun me around and I saw his eyes, a burning amber that were filled with rage and his large canines that had my blood on them. My hand instantly went to my neck and nothing was there.

"Have fun." He said walking into the kitchen.

I stood stunned and sighed going upstairs.

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"Brandon!" I yelled in the bathroom. It was eleven o'clock and I wanted to sleep but all I had was slutty lingerie in my suitcase.

"What?" He asked from the bedroom.

"What is this?" I asked coming in and holding up lacy thin fabric. He was lounged on the large bed watching tv in his shorts because although he was warm, I was still human and it was freaking snowing outside.

"I guessed the weather wrong?" He shrugged.

"We are in Alaska! It's cold! How will I be warm in this!?"

"Because I'm hot." He shrugged confidently. I muttered a bunch of curses under my breath as I walked back into the bathroom.

"I can hear you, princess." He called. I made a face and shoved on the thin lingerie fabric that barely covered my boobs and grabbed a large t-shirt and yanked it over top.

"Luckily I shoved a favourite into my bag." I said walking out smiling confidently to myself.

"Luckily I have more strength than an average teenager." He said easily ripping it off. I yelped loudly and grabbed the covers and covered myself up.

"That was my favourite shirt." I said sadly at the torn fabric.

"I'll buy you a new favourite shirt." He promised. He wrapped his arms around my bare waist and attempted to cuddle closer.

"Nice try. You ripped my favourite shirt." I said pushing him away. He sighed and ripped the covers off and I covered myself with my arms. He pulled my arms away and laid his head on my bare stomach.

"Nice try...princess." He murmured pressing a kiss to my stomach. I sighed but began pulling my fingers through his hair and soon feel asleep.