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Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Locked
/-Raven-/All I wanted to do was hit the bed and sleep away the pain, but Lisa was too eager to exercise her new rights. “Guess what, ladies? The Alpha has assigned us a new slave and you'd never guess who it is,” She grinned. Three pairs of eyes snapped to me. “No,” Othelia burst out. “No freaking way!” “Her?” Selene asked and Lisa broke into a grin. “Now, that is interesting,” Francesca drawled, crossing her arms. I walked past them, unwilling to engage them yet. The pain in my back needed urgent attention. I moved to my bed, or rather, Lisa's bed. “Where do you think you're going?” Lisa yanked me backwards by the arm. Pain shot through me. “If I'm not wrong, your ears were still working when Selene told you this was my bed. The Alpha didn't send any extras for you.” I peeled her hands off me, bending her fingers backwards so much that they hurt. The others stood, but I ignored them. “I had a really long day, Lisa and all I want to do now is sleep. Now, I don't want to cru
Last Updated : 2024-10-25Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! A response
Chapter 10/-RAVEN-/“You're messing with me, aren't you? There are no cameras in this house!” I stated and his lips pulled into a smirk. My confidence faltered. How was it that every step I took, the man already had something prepared to counter it?“If you're so confident, carry on then,” he said and proceeded to walk away. “You have so many enemies that you need to put cameras up at every turn you take?” I huffed. “Just one,” he threw me a grin. “You know what they say about the fury of a woman, little bird.”He winked and disappeared behind the doors. ‘Arrogant piece of shit!’ I seethed inwardly. My eyes scanned around the place but there was no sign of a camera, but how could I be sure it wasn't hidden?The asshole was full of surprises.I walked to one of the guards outside the palace.“The mistresses are trapped in their room, and no one can seem to open the door,” I informed them, and they followed me.Unfortunately, it was an iron door, so no one could break it down. I co
Last Updated : 2024-10-25Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Pregnancy
/-DECLAN-/A few hours ago…“What are you doing here, Francesca?” My voice was foreign to my ears. My wolf was snarling in my mind, irritated by the choking mix of vanilla and milk. “I… I came to spend the night…” she mumbled shyly, a hint of blush rising on her cheeks as she avoided my eyes. “I also wanted to tell you something after…”While it was a wise choice to avoid my eyes, being in the same space with me was just as reckless. The full moon was going to be up in a few days and my wolf was already struggling for dominance. It was harder to keep him under control each second I was away from Raven. Something about the sweet intensity of her rose and patchouli scent kept him on a tether.Now, he was on the verge of driving me mad, which was inevitable, considering that the moon was just a few days away and this female didn't understand the concept of boundaries. She took sexy strides towards me but refrained from touching me. “I'm going to give you one last chance to leave, Fra
Last Updated : 2024-10-26Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! The plan
/-Declan-/“Alpha…”The words snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned to the servant and she bowed immediately. “I came to inform you that Lady Francesca just passed out,” she informed. “Why are you here instead of getting the doctors?” I asked and she blinked away the shock. “I… the doctors were already attending to her,” she stuttered. “Why are you here then?” An exhausted sigh fell off my lips. “I'm sorry… I'll just leave,” she gulped and scurried off. I turned back to the bright blue sky, listening to Rolfe’s low growl. All the while she was there, he had been growling. It seemed like his bloodlust picked up every time I came across someone. I hated the idea of shutting him out but I had no choice. There was a meeting coming up later tonight and I didn't want him snarling at everyone he came across. Attacking the elders was something I couldn't afford. My hands fell on my wrists. An image flashed in my mind. “...let me go, I'll kill you all! I'll kill all of you!” I growl
Last Updated : 2024-10-27Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Little tricks
/-Raven-/Perfect!It was exactly what I needed. A chance to get all the answers to the questions in my head. And goddess help him, he didn't provide the answers I wanted to hear. I didn't know how to feel about killing Timultin. The man practically raised me, even though it was with an iron fist.A part of me still feared him. He knew my weaknesses and knew how to break me into submission. I wasn't sure I could bring myself to kill him, but Eric…I wanted to see the pain in his eyes while I slowly took the life of that little bride of his. I returned to the slave quarters, excited about the events that were going to unfold tonight.“What were you discussing with the Alpha?” I froze at the door. They didn't even let me come in before throwing questions at me. “And why do you have that stupid smile on your face?” Selene scowled at me. “You obviously have something up your sleeves don't you?” Othelia said suspiciously.I stepped inside the room, crossing my arms as an amused smile
Last Updated : 2024-10-28Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Confrontation
/-RAVEN-/As I approached the gates, I felt my nerves shoot up. I suddenly wasn't the confident Raven I was before Declan. Something about this place gave me cold feet. It triggered a lot of unwanted memories that were better off buried. Usually, I could contain them, but now, it felt like I was too weak to shoulder it all. The warriors at the gate recognized me immediately. “Commander!” They gasped, rushing to me as I struggled to keep my self up. “What happened?” They caught me before I fell. “IronClaw… they… they took me…” I said weakly and they hurriedly took me inside the pack.Even though I expected their reaction to be the same, I assumed Eric would have made provisions to keep me away from the palace and his new bride if I ever returned.Unless, he didn't expect me to. Hoped they would kill me. “We will inform the Alpha now,” one of the warriors said but I stopped him. “I would like to see the Alpha myself. It would be an insult to demand his presence for a mere slave,
Last Updated : 2024-10-30Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Missing
/-Declan-/Right after Raven left, my men began going through the tunnel. I couldn't shake off the feeling that Raven was tricking me again.“Alpha?” Tim called after climbing in. “Go ahead, I'll use the gate,” I told him and turned around to avoid further questions. I sniffed the air and Rolfe picked up a faint scent of two guards. I snuck to the entrance and spotted them leaving with Raven. A smile formed on my lips. Once again, her acting skills were quite impressive. I snuck through the gate and straightened up, taking another route immediately. I intended to follow Raven, to find out what she was up to. I stopped when she cornered a blonde woman, whom I immediately recognized as Eric's wife. My lips pressed in a frown. It couldn't seriously be what I was thinking, could it?I was very intent on following her when my men summoned me through the mind link. “Alpha, there has been a bit of a situation,” Tim said. “What is it?” I asked.“The opening leads to a dungeon and we ar
Last Updated : 2024-10-31Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Fate
/-RAVEN-/I could smell my freedom just metres away. I had no idea where I was going but it didn't necessarily matter. After what happened in BloodFang, I needed a serious break to fully recover before striking back. This time, I was going to make sure he didn't have any more power over me. Eric was done already and if by chance he survived, I would finish him off when I returned for his father's head. Suddenly, I had a strange feeling that I was being followed. I didn't look back immediately because I was certain the person would hide. I slowly took out the pen-knife I sneaked along with me. However before I could make a move, I was grabbed instantly and pushed against a tree.I blinked rapidly as a familiar intoxicating scent overwhelmed me. My mind was everywhere and nowhere at once as I gazed into those beautiful silver eyes.I swallowed thickly, suddenly aware of his body pressing against mine. “Declan…” I breathed, but his gaze shifted behind me. “Were you following me?”“W
Last Updated : 2024-10-31
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Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! I Love You
/-Raven-/We lay upside down facing each other with the sheets sprawled over our bodies. Our bodies were covered in sweat and we were panting heavily.“No one said our wedding night was going to be so long,” I muttered. I could barely feel my legs but my core was burning from six rounds of lovemaking. Declan smirked at me, “Our honeymoon would be even longer.” “Where are we going?” I asked him. “Anywhere of your choice,” he said and I shrugged. “I don't know, we could tour. Or just stay here…”“Don't even suggest that,” he cut me short. “Those elders always have one problem or the other when they set eyes on me. Unless you want your husband to be working during his honeymoon, I suggest you cancel all plans of staying here.” I chuckled. “You are so serious about avoiding work.” “Because I want to spend time with my wife. That is perfectly logical. Anyone can understand that,” he said and I laughed. “Of course. Like I don't have duties as Luna.” He frowned, “Cha we put this whol
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! The wedding
/-Francesca-/I admit it. It was pointless. Fighting for someone who didn't clearly want me. But the truth was that it didn't really matter what Declan wanted; I was giving up for Raven's sake. Right from the moment she called me sister on the roof, I couldn't bring myself to hurt her in any way. That was why I was humbly accepting defeat. It was her big day and whether I liked it or not, I was going to be happy for her.The IronClaw Courtyard had never looked more radiant.White blossoms bloomed from enchanted vines that shone under the moonlight. A carpet of silver petals led the way down the aisle, which glowed faintly as if the moon itself had kissed every inch. The air was thick with magic, anticipation, and, despite myself, love.I stood just beyond the arched entryway, my hands clasped in front of me, fingers trembling only slightly.The pack had gathered in full. Alphas from allied clans, betas in full ceremonial garb, omegas glowing with awe. Everyone had come to witness
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Clingy
/-Raven-/“You smell nice…” Declan muttered, hugging me from behind out of nowhere. I was in the dressing room at the . designer's shop, trying out my wedding dress. “You're not supposed to be here,” I whispered. “Who let you in?” He chucked mischievously. “I don't need permission to see my woman whenever I feel like.” “Don't tell me you came here, all the way from the palace…”“Because I missed you? Fuck yes,” he interrupted. I couldn't believe my ears, yet as much as I wanted to scold him, I found myself smiling like a fool.“You're an Alpha, don't you have duties to perform?” I asked him. He took a step closer and I backed away. Another step and moved back. His lips curled into a mischievous smile. “You know if you keep moving back, you're going to trap yourself between me and the wall.” That brief second when I glanced to see if I was that close to the wall, he pin me to the wall and caged me in a chokehold.“Oops,” he smirked. “I got you.” I didn't even know how to react a
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! The Skinwalker
Two Weeks Later/-Francesca-/They were so happy. Raven and Declan. After everything they've been through, it was only right for them to celebrate, right? Have some rest and finally live the good life they deserved. IronClaw deserved a break. That was the thought of many wolves, not mine. I assumed you against someone as powerful as Amelia would have been enough to severe whatever ties Raven had with Declan. I hid for so long. Playing the coward. Allowing everyone to have their shots and when the chances were high, I walked in their skin, hoping to complete the mission and finally get the man I deserve. Yet every single time. Every. Single. Time. That little redhead found a way to beat me at my own game. I struck a deal with Azaiah to get her out, it failed, I set her up, it failed, I walked in her skin but it took only minutes for him to recognize me. All the while I played sweet little Francesca, pretending my elf blood was useless and magic almost non-existent, hoping I cou
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Show me your flames
/-Raven-/The air smelled fresher than it had ever been. Being back to IronClaw felt like a dream. With Diane and Amelia gone, things were beginning to fall into place. The Elders regained themselves and the darkness looming over the pack was finally gone. Azaiah couldn't come back with us. He insisted on taking back the bodies of the men he lost in battle back to the mountains. I offered to help but he declined. He insisted I take Declan home and here we were. Francesca and Othelia were waiting eagerly for us and beside them was my very old friend. “Greetings, Alpha!” They all bowed and Declan merely nodded. I don't know the level of damage Diane did to him but I hoped with her death, the curse she put on him would also disappear. The way his body felt cold against mine was making me skeptical. The guards immediately rushed to help him off me. “Tim!” I exclaimed, hugging him before I even realized it. Francesca frowned beside me and I understood her jealousy. She expected I wou
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Victory at last
/-Raven-/I didn’t breathe.Couldn’t.Declan’s body jerked unnaturally, his head tilting like a marionette on frayed strings. His mouth opened, but the sound that spilled out wasn’t his voice.It was mine.“I should’ve killed her when I had the chance.”My own words. A whisper I’d spat to myself as I held Ava's corpse in my arms. How the hell did she…?“No…” I stepped back, heart thudding so loud it felt like it echoed in the cavern.Azaiah's joints twisted, bones popping, contorting in ways no living body should. His eyes were a soulless abyss. Whatever spark once made him Azaiah had been stripped clean, replaced with something cold. Controlled.“Do you like it?” Diane cooed, her voice sweet and venom-laced. “It’s not possession. That’s so... temporary. I rethreaded them. Blood, bone, and memory.”She cocked her head, watching me with childish delight.“You’re lying,” I snapped, more to myself than to her. “Declan’s still in there. Azaiah too. I’ll get them back.”“You think love can
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Puppets
/-Raven-/My heart stopped. I stared down at Diane, no, whatever the hell she’d become, as she walked calmly through the burning remnants of the forest, her voice echoing in my head like a curse.She wasn’t just mimicking Azaiah.She was him now.“We need help in here, Raven…”The exact same voice. Same words. Same rhythm. Except this time, her lips curled into a grin as she said it aloud, like she knew I was listening.As expected of a witch…But this was something darker than anything I’d ever felt. Something deadly. I wasn't even sure this was just Diane anymore. I hovered higher into the clouds, hiding behind a veil of smoke and fog, praying she couldn’t sense me. My heart hammered in my chest.I’d seen death. I'd caused death. But this… this was beyond it. She had devoured them. The silence from the mind-link wasn’t a glitch or mental interference.It was because everyone was dead.And now she wore their voices like masks.“Come on, Raven,” she called out, twirling once slowly
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! A shocking turn of events
/-Raven-/I shifted into dragon form and flew as far away as I could. As much as I wanted revenge, I couldn't jeopardize the living for the dead. If my presence was going to secure their victory then I would take pride in that and let go of my anger.For Declan. I don't know how long or how far I flew but i was at a distance I couldn't intervene quickly even if I wanted to. “Azaiah, what's your status?” I asked through the mind link. “She's down. So is half of our men. I hate to admit it but Declan is helping a lot. Are you coming in?” He asked.“Unfortunately, I can't. I need to take care of Amelia's soldiers but until then I can't come in,” I said. “But make sure she is dead. Take off her head, that is the best way to kill a witch and set her ablaze. We can't risk her suddenly resurrecting.” “That was the same thing Amelia said. Don't worry, Raven, do what you have to do, we have it all under control,” he assured me. Relief washed through me. This was definitely a good thing.
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! What To Do?
/-Raven-/On getting outside, I met Amelia. Unlike before, she had gotten here earlier than I expected.“Let's get this over with. I have more important things to deal with,” she said. “If the more important thing you're talking about is Diane, then I think we should take her down first instead of wasting our energy on each other,” I told her. “Why should I…” she cast me a condescending look. “...collaborate with you to do anything?” “Because you can't take her for me on your own,” I said plainly. “If we work together, we might actually have a chance to defeat her then we can face each other.” “Really? You must be bold to think that I would actually need help from you!” She huffed and I rolled my eyes. “I don't have time for your boost your little ego. When I'm done taking Diane, you can come fight me,” I said, shifting into dragon form. “Like I would wait for you to do that!” She muttered and leapt into the air, too. A smirk played on my lips. One down, one more person to go.
