42. What are you, Jeremy Dixon?
Alpha Alan stared at her retreating figure as he gulped a knot of surprise down his throat. just so easily she announced they should part ways as if it was a cakewalk.
His wolf growled, pumping his blood, and he set a foot ahead in order to follow her. He urged to grab her harshly and mutter in her ears about how he risked his life to save hers. About how insane her statement sounded. About how wrong it was for her to go with another wolf when her destined mate was here.
Alan was in the sad mode, wanting to do exactly how he felt— monstrously. But just as he could speed up and catch her, his shoulder sensed a warm hold. He was stopped by Jeremy's hand that pressed fingers into his tensing muscles.
At a moment he had a desire to grab him by the neck again and snap it out as it was because of him why everything became awfully worse between Lisa and him. Hadn't
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43. Did he really say that she was a moonborn? "What?" with trembling limbs and a heart that nearly stopped beating for about a second, Alan stared at his face as his own became a mess of surprise and sweat. "That's a lie!" He took some steps back, totally taken aback at the revelation. Moonborn. Did he really say that she was a moonborn? Like really, a moonborn, a descendant of the moon goddess. One belonging to her family! Is she really one of those? A blessed wolf with a reward of choosing her mate on her own! A moonborn with extraordinary powers and abilities! Nope, it was too mind numbing to be true. 'No ways, Alan! I have sensed her wolf. She needs to talk and come out. And for that you need to provide her with the leguminous-bane that will break loose her wolf and end her prohibition. It's time that you give it to her now, Alan. Do it, Alan. Give it to her and see it yourself.' Alois cord
44. Letting her go! His steps echoed in the still atmosphere near their underground cave as Alpha Alan softly wended towards it. He heard noises coming from within which indicated that she might be collecting her stuff. Vague sound of cloth crawling on skin between soft breaths particularly stirred his ear drums, he imagined her sliding clothes on her body delicately with care. He assumed her tossing her hair one side on the shoulder whilst directing her long slender fingers at the back to zip it on her body. Another deep sigh came from under the cave while Alan perceived her getting ready to exit it. There she finally was— in front of him just like how he had met her on the first day. In her royal white gown coveted behind the shade of cloak as that leather bag hung on her shoulder, she made him recollect that fortunate day when they first encountered each other. The hoodie of the cloak partially covered h
45. He was an alpha... not a rogue. "G-gazelle?" Dumbstruck by the voice speaking in her head, Lisa flickered her eyelids vigorously to meet a new era of atmosphere. Her sight seemed to have become pellucid. She can see an intelligible image of the surroundings that was ten times better than her normal vision. It was as if she was given a power to see things differently, this was only something she had loved earlier, notwithstanding. Because she was getting to see the world with her wolf's eyes. "Yes, Lisa, this is me, your wolf. Oh, I can't express how joyous I feel while talking to you! I thought I would never be freed again." Gazelle cheerfully said, swirling merrily in Lisa's mind as she shockingly stared at everything around her. With the advanced clear sight, she was able to observe the intricate pattern of leaves, and how it's green veins distributed in a channel. Her heightened hearings can listen t
46. Humble alpha turned into a horrible alpha! Brave City, "Good afternoon, Alpha!" "It's good to see you after a long time, Alpha!" "Live long, stay strong, Alpha!" "Alpha Alan's here. Gosh, he's so handsome. I have never seen him this close before. Should we go and talk to him?" It was after a span of two months that Alpha Alan was shuffling his feet in the markets of his pack's capital city. People admired him. From old to young, adults to cubs, all of them plastered a big wide grin on their lips, expressing their jubilation on seeing their alpha. "Good afternoon, Alpha Alan. My son wants to join the pack's army post his education." A she-wolf bowed down across him while a young pup certainly ten or twelve summers old stared at his alpha without any blinking. It was as if he was meeting his hero. The inspiration o
47. A shocking realization "Aahh! Alph-aah!" Jenny hissed as her skin burnt under the scorching heat his kisses transferred in her body. She was sandwiched between him and the platform built around the bath tub. Her head mercilessly arched as he bit her throat. He nibbled her collar bone leaving traces of redness that were far too gruesome than hickeys. Jenny was slender, she was soft with glossy hair that tumbled past her shoulders in waves of silk. But now they were all over the place and stuck at her neck and face. Her complexion was almost porcelain; which at the moment had become red as she blushed and it was there for him to see. Her features were delicate; she had an ethereal beauty that was refined. Jenny was of medium height, and she was so slender that her body was graceful and dainty and was fully concealed behind his broad shoulders and muscled frame.
48. A message from her pack for the alpha. "H-he passed away?" His heavy voice, filled with self-realization and lots of guilt, faltered. Just for a second, a flickering second, Alpha Alan's eyes softened before they hardened way more than they were before. The flick of changing emotions on his face turned cold and hard. His jaw tightened and the flesh on it glistened in the radiating rays of the setting sun that cast a shadow of orange and dark yellow. The filter on his face blackened his looks, making him seem even merciless. Even heartless. And colder than the harsh night of winters. Adrian was observing every change on his face. He was startled to see Alan not show any guilt after that specific second. He has.... Changed. Negatively. Harshly. "Alan," he began again, hoping to seek answers to the questions he was preparing to ask. But one glance from Alan and
49. Wild to the mistress "Ughh... Ahh! Ahh!" Jenny screamed warily. She clutched the sheet on the bed tightly under her palms as she tried to keep up with the deep and vigorous thrusts of Alpha Alan. The dusky night sky was soon going to erupt into a bright morning. The birds have started singing the morning melodies. Even the black clouds have seemingly begun to depart. It was just a matter of seconds when the night was replaced by the shimmery glow of the sun as it scattered its orange hue over the horizon, turning the chirping of birds loud. "Ahhh!! Ahhh, a-alpha— aahhh!" Amid the hard sound of skin slapping skin, Jenny groaned. This pain was difficult to bear. It travelled right through her skin into her bones. She shuddered. Her fingers bit more and more into the sheets as she grit her mouth. The pain associated with pleasure dawned
50. He doesn't have to be merciful any more! Alpha Alan sat in the bathing pool under cold water. His eyes were staring nowhere in the dark room illuminating under the creeping rays of morning brightness while a part of him— A small tiny and insensible part of him shuddered at how he was treating his ever so kind and always available mistress. 'That's how a mistress is used!' But again, that voice of his demon interrupted his thoughts and slayed that tiny part inside him. He doesn't have to be merciful. He tried being one and tasted what it was to give him by the one he assumed deserved all of him. But nope, she only meant to use him. Used him like an object and then tossed him away. Now the alpha was certain of being heartless and not letting anyone play with his feelings like HER. Like that bi*ch with an innocent facade and a heart of a witch. It was so very