Alien Orc's Prize

My human bride was supposed to be a pawn, not become my most precious prize…

As the eldest prince of an ancient and regal orc bloodline, I should be focused on my lands and people.

Instead, I'm constantly thwarting my family's attempts to ensure that I produce an heir.

Having no interest in the wealthy, well-bred women my family keeps foisting upon me, I lose my patience and take things into my own hands. 

I will marry. But it will be a woman from one of the weakest and most detestable races in the universe.

I will marry a human.

But what begins as a malicious jab at my meddling family turns into something else entirely when Luna actually arrives. She's lovely, tiny, and soft in a way that makes me feral with the need to protect her.

She looks at me with trusting eyes and sees a worthy husband. She thinks I truly wanted a bride.

That I truly wanted her.

And the great, misguided joke of it all is…

It turns out she is right.