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Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha … Two Steps Back
As soon as I enter the house, I feel all eyes on me even though they try to look the other way and pretend they weren't looking and openly gossiping about me and Olivia talking like normal people for the first time since she came back. Clara takes possession of my hand and pulls me towards the kitchen very excited to give me a taste of some cookie mix or something she and her mother are preparing. It's delicious and I tell her that, but it wasn't delicious enough to move me away from the game with my son to eat this nonsense. I don't even like desserts that much, I don't understand why she was so excited for me to try this. Still, I stay in the kitchen with her for a while, trying not to look out into the backyard so I don't look like I want to go back to being there with my girl and my son, even though I totally want that. The conversation in the house turns serious again when Lucinda starts telling everyone about the two wolves that attacked their father an
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha It’s Coming
"I want to go home." Laurie blurts out, clenching my shirt with his fists and still crying, "Can we go back to Delton now?" "No, baby. We can't," I reply, rubbing his back for a couple of seconds as he calms down, "Can you explain to me what you saw?" "Aunt Clara turned into a mean dog," he exclaims in fear and I can't help to let out a little giggle. Aunt Clara is indeed a female dog. "And you... you were talking in a different voice. You said bad words." "I'm sorry. You're right, I behaved very badly out there, I said ugly things," I agree, still rubbing his back and fighting the tug of guilt I feel when I remember the fücked up things I said in the middle of my fit of rage, "But everything has an explanation and you have nothing to be scared of. This house is where we are safest. Nothing bad can ever happen to us while we're here." "The dog wanted to eat you," he reminds me and pulls away from my chest to look me in the eyes, "Pleas
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha They Warned You
I wake up the next day naked in my bed and with my hand clutching that damn shirt in a fist like it's my lifeline. I hate that Daniel decided to give it to me so I wouldn't feel alone, but it's actually being helpful. I feel much more centered than usual. I get up and stretch my body, giving the shirt one last scenting before putting it away. I finally put on some clothes and head downstairs for breakfast. It's too early so my mom is the only person downstairs and her eyes are on me as soon as she hears me coming. "Hi... you look good," she mentions, a little quizzical, "Are you on inhibitors?" "Nope," I reply and go over to give her a quick hug as I consider whether to tell her the truth or not. I decide she's the only other person in this house with a compatible mate, so she has to understand me. "I think it's because Daniel gave me his shirt yesterday. It's been helping me calm my wolf down." My mom stops getting things out of the fridge for breakfast and turns to look at me
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha It’s Called Heartbreak
{ Daniel } I have to turn off my phone after Olivia’s last text because I'm afraid of the first thing that came into my mind in response. Of course I remember, Olivia, It's the main thing I think about every time I actually want to come. I get up from my seat and have to walk around my office for a couple of seconds, taking deep breaths trying to calm down. I need to think about something else because right now all I want to do is go to Olivia and take care of her like I should. Like it's my fücking right. Fück. I shouldn't have talked to her, I don't know what the hell I was thinking. It was absolutely stupid, but I couldn't stop thinking about her and how she could be. I needed to know. I wanted her to tell me my shirt helped. I wanted to know that even from far away I was being helpful. Once I manage to calm my body enough, I leave my office amidst a cloud of desire that I'm trying to shake off and I call my team for a last minute meeting. I need an imme
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Wolf Out
I stay holed up in the office for the rest of the day. I don't even go out to eat because I'm not hungry at all, I just feel sick. And Carolina never sent me a text to let me know whether Olivia arrived or not. I mean... logically, I know she must have forgotten about me or she must be too busy with little Hannah, but it still left me feeling unsettled. Around five in the afternoon someone opens my office door without even knocking. The queen herself. "Thank you so much for deciding to come to work today, Lucinda." I mumble and my sister-in-law just rolls her eyes. "Olivia forced us to host a sleepover last night and no matter how many times I yelled at them, the kids wouldn't fücking go to sleep. And we all know my twins are well behaved, so it's your son's fault mainly. He's a troublemaker. So don't try to scold me, boss," she defends herself and drops her heavy äss on the chair in front of my desk. "Anyway... I came to ask about the situation earlier with my baby si
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Bitter Memories
"That wasn't part of the plan yet." I manage to say, my throat feeling clogged and dry. “It’s way too soon.” My dad skipped about seven steps. I have no idea why he would think this is okay. As far as he knows, I’ve been ‘hanging out with her’ for six months, we're not even ‘boyfriend and girlfriend’ yet. This is absolutely wild and stupid. I don't understand how he decided to do this without even telling me first. "Don't try to act like you know anything about life, kid. Things used to work like this and the mayor knows it," he says, rolling his eyes and sharing a look with my brother Anton, like they’re complaining about me. Anton is an alpha too, but for some reason he's never been able to get out of my father's grip. "I'm losing money like crazy, I need to be connected to Frank now. The girl will say yes, don't worry." Of course Clara will say yes. She is very clearly into me and she also thinks I'm at her house all day everyday to spend time with her. She and everyone els
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha She’s a Little Runaway
➿ Still Four Years Ago ➿ “You already know what you're going to say, right?" my dad asks as we walk towards the main hall. I just make a sound with my throat but I can't answer anything because I'm afraid that if I do I'm going to throw up all over the place. "You have to be romantic, you understand? I assume you know what to say to an omega," he mutters, sounding amused. Again, I don't answer anything. I actually don't know what I'll say. We walk out of the chapel offices into the hall where the tables are already full of people. The Taffy's and my family are seated at the main table and I can see all the Taffy girls, but Olivia is not there. I have a momentary rush of adrinaline because I think maybe she's not here and will miss this... but then my gaze moves around the hall a bit and I see her chatting with her friends. She’s wearing a light blue dress and her hair looks extremely pretty today, wavy instead of straight. She looks gorgeous. But, god, I don’t think I’ll be abl
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Breaking Point
➿ Present ➿ { Daniel } I shake my head to get rid of the horrible memory of that day and get up to get dressed again, feeling defeated. I don't plan to go back to the office, so I go to my truck and drive home, relieved when I see that Clara isn't here yet. I need to get my head straight before talking to anybody. I walk to the kitchen to get something to eat, but there’s nothing, at least nothing healthy. I curse out loud and walk over to Clara's snack cabinet to steal from her. I pull out a large bag of chips and a chocolate bar. Totally not something I should be eating after fasting all day, but as long as something lands in my stomach I don't care what it is. I plop down on the couch and put something on TV just to try to distract myself while I eat something. It doesn't work at all because I keep thinking about that worrying pain on my chest or the absence of my wolf, or Olivia and how she must be right now... needy and unsatisfied. Fück. I toss the trash to the floor and
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