Share
Chapter Twelve
Bab terkait
ALPHA'S CLAIM Chapter Thirteen
It wasn’t the first time Onyx had found himself surrounded by a group of prejudiced humans. But it was the first time that he was close to losing his self-control—and all because the leader of this particular extremist group was very familiar, and very much despised by Onyx and his wolf. He knew he was vibrating with anger; it was taking everything he had not to gut the bastard. Wearing a ruthless scowl, the human stepped forward, practically spilling hatred and senseless narrow-mindedness. But there was also fear there. “I know you’re a shifter. Don’t bother denying it. I can easily identify one. What I don’t know is your name.” “You get three guesses,” replied Onyx. “But if you get it wrong, your firstborn’s mine.” “Well, we’ve established that you’re a smartass.” “Only around stupid people. I’m guessing you’re the leader of the prejudiced humans.” “Not prejudiced,”
ALPHA'S CLAIM Chapter Fourteen
Finding again waiting by his car with a Starbucks coffee for her the next morning, Tasha thought he looked a lot calmer. She, by contrast, wasn’t so calm. “You know, you and Trevon are unbelievably alike. Neither of you can take a hint, and neither of you pay any attention to what other people want.” She still snatched one of the coffee cups, though. As always, Onyx and his wolf were amused by the snippy side of her nature. “Such charming manners.” When he tucked a stray curl behind her ear, she predictably slapped his hand away. Tasha went to take a sip of the coffee but then stopped. “Wait, this isn’t the one you’ve been drinking out of, is it?” “You ask that like I have an infectious disease or something.” She shrugged. “I just don’t like sharing straws or glasses or cups with other people.” “Really?” “It’s one of my quirks.”
ALPHA'S CLAIM Chapter Fifteen
Once Tasha was inside the salon, Onyx moved his gaze to the rearview mirror. Yep, the red Rolls-Royce was still a little distance behind Trevon. The car had been following them for the past two minutes. Irritatingly, a white van was also following—the same white van that the human extremists used. Deeply suspecting that the Rolls-Royce was the Shade's car and that he had something to say, Omyy drove away from the salon, not wanting him anywhere near Tasha. As he suspected, the Rolls-Royce followed him to the local park where Onyx had yesterday taken Pack. Similarly, so did the white van. As Onyx parked in the small, half-empty parking lot at the edge of the park, Trevon's SUV took the space on his left, and the Rolls-Royce took the space opposite Onyx’s car. The van pulled up a few cars away from the Rolls-Royce. As Onyx got a glimpse of the driver of the van, he noticed the familiar profile. Jace. Fucker. Ignori
ALPHA'S CLAIM Chapter Sixteen
As Tasha once again looked at the gift Onyx had sent her, she resisted the urge to groan. He hadn’t bought her flowers or chocolates—things she could have rolled her eyes at, considering how little thought and creativity would have gone into the gifts on his part. Nor had he written her a soppy poem or a lovey-dovey card—corny things she could have scoffed at. Nor had he bought her jewelry or perfume—expensive stuff that would have given her an excuse to claim he was trying to buy her. No…he’d bought her something funny, something that would make her laugh. Something that Jean was again playing with, making her want to snatch it back. So she did. “Hands off.” “Ooh, possessive.” Jean chuckled and went back to tidying the salon, ready to close up. “I think this is hilarious.” “What’s funny about a Public Toilet Survival Kit?” In truth, the only reason she wasn’t chuckling with her was that she was annoyed—Onyx was being nice, something h
ALPHA'S CLAIM Chapter Seventeen
But he didn’t tell Jean you were his mate, a voice in her head reminded her. He’s not proud to have you. “You’re angry that I cooked you something?” asked Onyx, sensing her mood shift. He tried examining her expression, but she was busy staring out the window. His wolf tensed, honing every sense on her. “No. It was sweet.” And very convenient because she was an awful cook and she tended to exist on cereal, noodles, and takeouts. “Then why are you mad at me?” She folded her arms across her chest. “I’m not mad.” “Yes, you are.” “I’m not. I told you, what you did was sweet.” Then why did she sound like she wanted to rip out his heart and use it as a mallet? “You’re mad that I did something sweet?” “No.” “So what’s the problem?” She didn’t answer, just continued to stare out the window. His wolf growled w
ALPHA'S CLAIM Chapter Eighteen
Two hours later, Onyx was still arguing with his mother about his decision to hold back certain details from Onyx. Yes, Kate had a valid point in saying that it was wrong for there to be secrets or lies between mates. And, yes, a lie of omission still counted. And, yes, it would be far easier to make Tasha forgive him if he told her the truth. But Tasha was worth the hard work. Plus, he’d never know if she’d given him a chance because she felt sorry for him or because she wanted him—he needed it to be the latter. “You won’t make me change my mind,” he told his mother. “Let it go.” Her eyes held his, staring at him to the point where he began to feel uncomfortable. Kate Loup had a way of making people feel guilty even when they hadn’t done anything wrong. When his dad had been alive, she’d been an expert at getting him to apologize for something when the fault really lay with her. She was also extremely good at getting her own way—usually by
ALPHA'S CLAIM Chapter Nineteen
When Tasha had come outside to find no Onyx in sight, she hadn’t been surprised since she was fifteen minutes early. She’d love to say it was because she was working on her punctuality, but the truth was that she’d known Onyx would have to go inside the motor home at some point this morning to change clothes and clean up, and she didn’t like the idea of Sansa around him. Yes, that should be inconsequential considering that Tasha didn’t want to mate with him, but it was consequential whether she liked it or not. How could the idea of her mate with another female be anything but agonizing? Her anxiety and restlessness had given her the jumpstart she’d needed and quickened her movements. Her wolf was eager to see him, to get him away from the other female, and was urging Shaya to go to him. But when Tasha came up close to the motor home, she froze at the sound of two voices talking. “Tasha makes me happy.” “
ALPHA'S CLAIM Chapter Twenty
Missing me? Though she had promised herself she would never, ever, ever reply to his texts and encourage what she should consider annoying behavior, she had found herself responding:Sadly, yes, my aim seems to be off lately—either that or I need a new rifle. Then she had waited in anticipation for a response—irritated about the whole “anticipation” part but unable to help it. She’d soon received one:I’d ask how you’re doing and if you’ve been busy today, but these new binoculars work great—a “must-have” for all intense investigators.And, once again, she was fighting a smile. Once again, she failed. What further irritated her was that when he turned up at the salon at lunchtime, she was pleased to see him. Apparently, so was Danna, because she was immediately at his side, trailing along as he made his way to Tasha. “Are you here to book an appointment, sir, or were you hoping to—” Onyx looked at
Bab terbaru
