The Alpha King's Ugly Bride

“Do you swear to take this woman before you to be your wife and queen from this day and forever?”
“Yes, I swear,” Xavier answered, and picked the bracelet from the palm of the priest. He took his bride’s rather cold right hand and wore the bracelet on it.
The priest turned to the bride.
“Do you swear to take this man before you to be your husband, your alpha and your King?”
“Yes.” she nodded, her voice small.
“By the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now unveil and kiss your bride.” He instructed.
Xavier’s hands came up, and he took the veil off his newly wedded wife’s face and he leans in to kiss her and everyone awaited the action. He stopped and pulled away when he realised that the face behind the veil wasn’t the face he expected. This face wasn’t fair, nor was it beautiful. It was an ugly face.
Sure, he was never acquainted with Ariel, but he had seen her face a few times to know what she looked like. Ariel was fair, enchanting and beautiful and the ugly one next to him was the opposite.

Mia Asika’s sister Ariel—the fair and beautiful woman betrothed to the Alpha King—died the night before her wedding. In an act of desperation, Mia was chosen as the wrong bride to marry the Alpha King and replace her sister.
Despised at first sight, Mia found herself bound to a man who viewed their union as nothing more than a punishment. The Alpha King’s cold disdain made it clear he intended to make her life with him as miserable as possible.
But Mia was no stranger to struggle. Could her unyielding will to survive withstand the Alpha King’s icy heart and unloving nature? Only time would tell if she could turn their hostile marriage into something more than mere endurance.
Book 2/2: Chapter 44-95