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Chapter 14: Anaya Morgan

Penulis: Janeo
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-17 21:03:03

The forest blurred past him in streaks of green and brown.

Kaelen ran. Not the controlled, measured pace of an Alpha on patrol, but something wild. The trees whipped past, branches clawing at his fur, and he welcomed the sting and the burn in his muscles.

"Slow down."

Kyle's voice was a rumble in his skull. His wolf. The other half of him.

"You're going to tear something."

Kaelen didn't answer. He could feel her. Even now, even miles away, the bond pulsed in his chest like a second heartb
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  • Fatty for the Playboy Alpha    Chapter 14: Anaya Morgan

    The forest blurred past him in streaks of green and brown. Kaelen ran. Not the controlled, measured pace of an Alpha on patrol, but something wild. The trees whipped past, branches clawing at his fur, and he welcomed the sting and the burn in his muscles. "Slow down." Kyle's voice was a rumble in his skull. His wolf. The other half of him. "You're going to tear something." Kaelen didn't answer. He could feel her. Even now, even miles away, the bond pulsed in his chest like a second heartbeat. He could feel her confusion. Her hurt. The way her shoulders had tensed when he'd said those words. "You're a fool," Kyle said. "Shut up." "A coward." "I said shut up!" Kyle growled, low and frustrated, but said nothing more. Kaelen pushed through a thicket, branches snapping against his ribs, and burst into a clearing. The moon hung overhead, pale and indifferent, casting silver light across the grass. He suddenly shifted and he hit the ground on two legs, his chest heaving, his bre

  • Fatty for the Playboy Alpha    Chapter 13: Something came up

    Kaelen could feel his father's eyes on him as he tracked Anaya's face slowly. It was involuntary — the way his gaze moved over her features, cataloguing every detail like he was memorizing her. He took in the faint crease between her brows, the uncertainty in her eyes, the way a strand of hair had fallen across her cheek. Then his eyes dropped to her lips before he could stop them. He remembered the way they'd felt against his. Soft, warm. He knew it was her first cause it was hesitant at first, unskilled. He remembered the way she'd gasped against his mouth, the way her fingers had curled into his jacket like she was afraid he'd disappear. He remembered walking away after saying that cold sentence. The words tasted like ash in his mouth now. He'd meant them. He'd had to. "Kaelen." His father's voice cut through the silence. Kaelen blinked, dragged back to the present, and realized he'd been staring. Kaelen's jaw tightened. He looked at his father — at the cold, unreadable exp

  • Fatty for the Playboy Alpha    Chapter 12: Aren't you going to tell her?

    The car door opened before Anaya could reach for the handle. Warm air rushed in, carrying the smell of freshly cut grass and something faintly smoky from the chimneys. She stepped out carefully, adjusting the strap of her bag over her shoulder, and immediately felt the mansion watching her. It was even more intimidating from this close. Kaelen's father stood on the top step, his posture rigid, his winter-frost eyes fixed on the vehicle. He hadn't moved since they'd pulled up. Hadn't smiled. Hadn't done anything except wait. Anaya's palms were slick against her bag strap. She wiped them on her jeans, but they were already damp again. Kaelen climbed out first, his movements controlled. He didn't look back at her. Anaya forced herself to move, her legs trembling as she stepped onto the gravel. The crunch of stones under her shoes sounded too loud in the silence. Kaelen's father watched her approach. His expression was unreadable, but as she drew closer, something shifted in his e

  • Fatty for the Playboy Alpha    Chapter 11: Where are we going?

    Anaya swallowed as her eyes raked over Kaelen's bare chest. She forced herself to look away but her eyes kept drifting back, tracing the line of his collarbone, the way water still clung to his skin. His shoulders were broad, his chest defined, his abs.. She scolded herself internally. How stupid must she look appraising his body like art? She stared at the floor, at her feet, at anything that wasn't the expanse of bare skin in front of her. Her fingers tightened around the strap of her bag. "Uh.. Oren.. He brought me here. I'm your partner." Kaelen didn't answer right away, and the silence stretched long enough that Anaya risked a glance up. He was watching her with that same flat, assessing look he'd given her in the hallway. The one that had come right before he'd called her incompetent in front of half the school. Her stomach dropped in anticipation of it happening again. She pressed her lips together and forced herself to stand still. "I know that," he said finally. H

  • Fatty for the Playboy Alpha    Chapter 10: Your partner is..

    Anaya barely slept. She'd tossed and turned all night, her mind racing with questions she couldn't answer. Who was she going to be sent on ‘the’ mission with? What had Darius Blackwood meant by "Try not to die." She was still in her nightgown when Sera came to her, all excited and chirpy but frowned when she looked her over. “You're not dressed yet?” Anaya turned to the side where Daphne and Tessa were packing their bags. For the past week, not one word had been spoken to her from them. “Dressed for what?” She looked back at Sera who now folded her hands across her chest. “To check our partners, dummy. Every other wolf is rushing to the itinerary building, Anaya. And you… you're still… oh, Mother Goddess.” With a sigh, she shook her head. Anaya's mouth twitched at the side when she heard the word ‘dummy’ but it didn't hurt as she expected. Anytime Sera talked to her, she always had one insulting word in it. “Sera, aren't you going? We'll leave without you.” Tessa eyed Anaya as

  • Fatty for the Playboy Alpha    Chapter 9: Try not to die

    The ballroom had grown hotter by the time Anaya and Riven entered through the front doors, the air thick with perfume and bodies. Her heart was still racing from the kiss that had happened only minutes ago. But those words he had uttered turned what happened to be the best moment of her life to the worst. "I can't be seen with you.” The words echoed in her mind. What was so bad about her that he couldn't be seen with her? She touched the bodice of her dress and frowned. Did she look like a clown in this dress? A nudge on her side startled her out of her thoughts. Riven was holding out his hands, a concerned expression on his face. “Dance with me. You look like you need a distraction.” Anaya looked at his outstretched hand before looking back up at his face. “I.. I can't. You know I don't…” “It's just a dance, Anaya." He shook his head, his smile gentle. "Come on, let yourself have some fun.” Her ribs still ached, a dull throb beneath the borrowed silk, and her chest hurt for

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