Bad Boy Alpha
He's the rich, handsome, ruthless alpha heir who wouldn't even spare her a glance. And she’s the girl who secretly crushed on him for years.
Azaria Brooke had spent years crushing on her best friend’s older brother Nicholas Sinclair, the pack’s alpha heir. He was a well-known bad boy she-wolves wanted. He lived life on his terms, breaking hearts and rules alike but he had never looked her way.
Nicholas on the other had known Azaria was his mate since the moment he caught her scent. But mating means weakness, and weakness has no place in his world. He’s spent years denying the bond, ignoring the fire that burns every time she’s near. He had his reasons and they were valid.
Until the night she was attacked. He must choose: break every rule he’s ever set for himself, or risk losing her forever.
But then again Azaria was furious. How could he keep this from her when he knew she was the butt of jokes in the Pack? She had refused to forgive him.
Now will she forgive him and accept his proposal for a quick marriage to find secrets surrounding her birth and about the woman she calls her mother, who is now a terror in the whole of lycanthropy or will she listen to her Best friend who says her brother is no good for her.
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE A Trail of ShadowsNicholas’s POVI had started keeping an eye on Killian.Nor was it out of an attempt to be sorry, or because he aroused jealousy in me--though it is not true that there was nothing of that in it--but because there was something about him which did not commend itself to me. Since Azaria was not going to talk to me or even give me an opportunity to be heard, I was confident that waiting will not change her mind.No, that was the only way that I could have any possible hope of redemption, I had to make something out. Something real. Something bigger than a broken heart.And that meant getting to the bottom of everything.Starting with Killian.---Ashley kept telling me I was paranoid.“You’re seeing ghosts, Nick,” she said, flipping through her history notes as we sat under the bleachers during free period.“No. I’m seeing patterns.”“Conspiracies. There’s a difference.”I leaned forward, lowering my voice. “Ashley, he kissed you.”“Because of Selene.”“And how often
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ELEVEN The Space Between UsNicholas’s POVThe school day didn’t matter after the cafeteria incident. Everything blurred. Teachers spoke, chalk tapped, students whispered—but none of it touched me. I sat there, heart still pounding in the aftermath of what I’d witnessed.Azaria in her full form.Fierce. Unapologetic. Otherworldly.The picture ran in circles through my head, as a refrain to which it kept time, and her fur of silver ash flashing against the light, and her eyes twin embers, and her stature that of a creature reborn. And the vise on my wrist still bumped, unknown to any save hot in its insinuation: mine she was.I no longer knew whether she wanted to be, or not.---After the final period I met up with Ashley in the hall. and her voice was calm. "Lets talk, Nick, can we?"I studied her, I stared at her and saw the effort in her eyes. She still felt guilty as a second skin.I nodded.In the classroom, we got an empty room. Dust was floating in sunlight, and desks were standing i
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TEN A Glimpse of FireNicholas’s POVThe last two days had been hell.Not because of school. Not because of the constant whispers or the judgmental stares that followed me like a dark cloud.But because of her.Azaria.She didn’t just ignore me—she avoided me like I was poison.Not a glance. Not a word. Not even a breath in my direction.I tried walking up to her yesterday during free period. She vanished through the crowd before I could speak. I attempted this, today between lessons. Nothing. Before I found her locker, she was already gone, her scent already in the air like a dream gone out of reach of my fingers.It was not only heartbreaking. It was agonizing.And I deserved it.Still, that didn’t stop me from hoping. From trying. From wishing she would just look at me long enough to see how sorry I was.Instead, all I got were more stories. Whispers of her retaliation.“She completely ambushed Selene with paint balloons in front of everyone,” a girl giggled behind me in the hallway. “
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINE UnleashedAzaria’s POVI didn’t care what any of them thought.Not anymore.What I did care about, oddly, was me.For the first time in weeks, I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and didn’t feel like a ghost.I wasn’t better yet. But I was… becoming.The day dragged on, but I held steady. My hands didn’t tremble anymore. I even answered a question in history class.After school, I found myself walking to the park. Not on purpose—my legs just took me there, like they remembered something I didn’t.It was the park where Nicholas and I used to sit after school. The bench was still there. Empty now. Just a piece of wood and rusting metal.I sat down.My chest felt tight there for a moment but I waved through it.I allowed the memories to come- and I did not allow them to make me what they used to make me.I recalled how he used to speak with speed. How he would lean against me putting his head on my shoulder as though nothing in the world troubled him. It is when he said that I brou
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHT When Ashes BurnAzaria’s POVMy father turned to face me as I entered the kitchen.His face fell at once. The word that I heard him say was, softly, softly, as though my name by itself were something frail, “Azaria…”Before he had time to speak again I answered, “I am all right. Just tired.”He didn’t believe me.But he didn’t push either.He crossed the kitchen, pressed a kiss to my forehead, and handed me a slice of toast I didn’t ask for.“Eat something, baby.”I took it. I did not eat it however. I got it in my bag when his back was turned. I did not feel hungry. I had the feeling that My stomach had been turned into stone.The sky was grey, outside. Heavy clouds rolled overhead like they knew something terrible was coming.And perhaps it was true.This is due to the fact that when I put my foot on the sidewalk, I saw something unusual, something that gave me goosebumps.Selene.Leaning against a sleek black car across the street.Arms folded.Eyes locked on me.And smiling.Not k
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVEN The Weight of SilenceAzaria’s POVI managed to hold myself together through every agonizing minute of class. All the time my fingers trembled. My chest was tightened as I imagine that my own rib cage had turned into bars of steel and there was no way out with my lungs and all the screams I so wanted to give. However, I did not cry.Not once.Not when the teacher asked if I was okay, even though her voice was a shade gentler than usual. Not when I heard whispers float around me like ghosts—“Did you hear about Nicholas?” “I thought Azaria and Ashley were close.” “She saw it happen.”“Great more drama!!!”And especially not when I passed by the very hallway where I had seen it all. Where the world broke.I just kept walking. Breathing. Pretending.Because if I stopped pretending, I would shatter.And I couldn’t afford to break—not here, not where they could see.---School ended slower than it ever had. The sound of the clock, which had begun to torture, was a rhythm and a count down to
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