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Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Just Beginning
{ Kingsley } I have a dinner party tonight with Laurent's parents, believe it or not. It wasn't my idea, of course. Olivia and Daniel invited my moms to their house and then invited me too, as an afterthought. Usually I would say no, but my mother says they want to fix years of bad relationship now that Laurent is gone and we should be cordial. I just want to go because I have a personal mission: sneak into Laurent's room again and steal something else from him that I can wear in public without fear of being charged thousands of dollars for stealing it. As soon as we get to their house I breathe in hard, trying to inhale Laurent's scent. It's faint, but it’s still here and something is better than nothing. "Hello, welcome," Olivia greets with a huge smile, opening the door and gesturing for us to enter. The house looks cleaner than the last time I was here (illegally) and Olivia is once again being extra nice. My mom is frowning and getting suspicious, but my alpha moth
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Now We Have Problems
{ Laurent } Life in Tallahide is... curious. As the weeks go by, I find a rhythm that works for me. I spend a few hours in the cafeteria eating breakfast and working on school assignments, then get off my butt to go eat at one of the restaurants near my building and then I head back to my apartment to do nothing for the rest of the day, unless Christian calls me. Christian became my friend, or 'mentor' as he calls himself. He's even trying to give me a job, but I'm still not too sure about it. He wants me to be his 'second in command', which means I would have to run around the clan doing the jobs he doesn't want to do and playing the political game that people in my family like to play. But I don't. Besides, it's not like I need a job, so I've been putting that off. That and his invitations to be part of the ‘pack runs’. It's something we do in our clan too, but I've never been to one because I just turned eighteen. I want my first clan run to be in my own clan, not here.
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Make It Happen
❤️✨ MERRY CHRISTMAS ✨❤️****** I can't shake the discomfort no matter how hard I try. Every time I look at Christian I remember he saw something no one should ever see: Kingsley, in a position like that. That's for my eyes only, or Kingsley's now that he stuck his nose where he shouldn't, I guess. But definitely not for Christian or any other wolf. I decide to take my own car tonight because I don't want to risk being in a small place with Christian and I drive to everyone's favorite bar, where everyone is already waiting for me at a table. Miranda smiles and waves me over to her. She's in the other corner to Christian so I definitely walk over to her and try to smile at the rest of the people here. "You smell good today, Law," Miranda says giving me a hug as a greeting and burying her cold nose in my neck. I want to move or push her away, but I just smile and mumble, 'thank you,' sitting down to order food and act like I'm not fighting my wolf, who wants to go out and kill
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha You’ve Been Warned
{ Laurent } I wake up on Friday morning feeling strange. There is something about the energy of this day that is making me feel nervous or anxious and I have no idea what it is. I venture to guess that it’s my alpha instinct telling me something, but having this instinct would be much more beneficial if it were a clear warning and not just anxiety. The feeling is so intense that I don't even feel like going out to the coffee shop, I stay in my apartment all day. I also have to use the kitchen to make something other than cereal or sandwiches and I burn my fucking hand trying. "Ah, fuck!" I yell and drop the frying pan I stupidly tried to carry with my bare hand, making a mess on the floor with what was supposed to be my food. Is this what my wolf was trying to warn me about? That I would burn my stupid hand and be left with nothing to eat? "I give up." Instead of continuing to try to cook, I order a pizza and start cleaning up, trying to ignore the pain in my hand. My parent
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Bitter Mess
"Christian, dude, look at me. He's just a fucking idiot kid. He hasn't even presented yet, just... please, can you just leave?" I ask, trying to keep King behind me and sound calm, "Christian, I'm asking you for a favor. Please, just go." "Yes, please. Let's just go, Alpha," Chloe says, finding the courage to get up from the couch for the first time since this drama began, still with her eyes firmly on the floor. Miranda approaches them from behind, she's silently crying. Christian has to close his eyes and take a long deep breath, but a few seconds later he nods, motions to Devin and they finally start to leave. Alex pulls Lisa out of the way while I let go of King and walk to get out of the apartment behind them, closing the door once I’m out. "I'm so damn sorry, Miranda… are you okay? I'm still half high, I couldn't react fast enough," I say, trying to get closer to her but Miranda just shakes her head and makes herself small, hiding behind her friend. I can tell now that he
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Long Term Enemy
{ Laurent } I don't know how it all went to shit so fast or how I got to this place, but after making his demands, Kingsley grabs Lisa and they go to the guest room, finally leaving me alone with my cousins. "Explain," I exclaim, at the same time they demand the same from me, "Mmh, I think you guys owe me an explanation first. Couldn't you give me a heads up? Why did you think it was okay to bring Kingsley?" "We didn't bring Kingsley, he brought us," Rio explains, crossing his arms and confusing me even more, "It's... oddly hard to say no to him." "Still, a 'we're on our way to see you with a demon' text would have been nice," I spit, taking a deep breath and lifting both my hands to run them through my hair. "We didn't know this was going to happen. Not for a second," Alex says, walking over to sit on the couch, "We didn't know your best friend would be here or that you'd have a girl on top of you. And why would that bother King so much anyway? Why did he get so jealous? Isn't
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Humbled
The next morning I wake up with my seven a.m. alarm and respond to my mother's messages asking me to come back early so we can eat lunch together. I say I will and hop out of Laurent's bed to put on my pants, 'accidentally' forgetting my underwear, so Laurent has something to jerk off to later. I leave the room to find the three Taffys asleep in the living room. Alex is on a couch with his feet dangling over the side while Rio and Laurent are on the floor. Laurent is sleeping with one arm over Rio as if they were cuddling. If I didn't hate him so much I'd think it was super cute, but since I do, I just take a cushion and throw it at his big head. Laurent wakes up with a gasp and immediately gets up with an agility that impresses me, like he wants to fight the cushion, but once he realizes what happened he calms down and turns to look at me with puffy green eyes. Alex lets out a grunt as he stretches, but Rio is still sound asleep, so I reach over to move him with a foot until he
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha If Only
{ Kingsley } [ 18 years old ] It's only been a few days since my presentation as an omega which surprised no one, but what has been weird is the way my wolf presence makes people around me feel. In just four days I've gotten into five fights at school with alphas who try to get smart with some comment and then can't stand my energy when I talk back. One of them even tried to throw himself at me to attack me. If it wasn't for David, he might have. That's why my mothers bring me back to the hospital. A dominant omega. That's what I am. Since the doctor came back to us with my blood results, we all stayed stll, silently processing the information, even the doctor. And my mom, ever true to herself, ends up being the first to speak, squeezing my hand with concern. "What does that mean, Doctor?" "It means that Kingsley is producing dominant pheromones, which is unusual in omegas. That production of dominant pheromones... in this quantity, makes it practically impossible
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