Her Fated Alpha

BAILEYI think that I might have to stop reading fantasy novels, or maybe just lay off the werewolf romances because for the last week I have done nothing but dream of wolves and it’s killing my sleep. Even more annoying, I think they’re getting slightly worse every night. I go to bed dreading what type of sleep I’ll get. The dreams will vary. The first night I dreamt of the dark wolf that was watching me from the forest, but last night I was running with him and what’s even weirder is that I think I might have been a wolf too. We were racing side by side and it was thrilling but when I wake up, I’m left sweaty and red faced. As if I have physically been running as the wolf.This week I have been settling into my new home and exploring the area. Mostly, I’ve been sitting in my garden, wrapped in a blanket with a hot drink and a good book. I don’t think it can get much better, other than starting work, which is today.People seem to hate me when I say that I love my job and that it do

BAILEY I’ve changed my outfit so many times and I refuse to change again. I’ve settled on my long black figure-hugging dress, which shows a little cleavage and hugs my hips and bottom. Nero said that we were going out for something to eat but I don’t want to be overdressed however showing up underdressed can be worse. I hardly get a chance to dress up, so I’m keeping the black dress. Since Nero dropped by work and asked me out, I haven’t been able to relax. My nerves have had me second guessing everything. My outfit, even my make-up and hair. I look at myself in the mirror and my insecurities scream at me. My belly pops out a little and my hips look so wide. Nero is gorgeous and strong, I never thought he would look twice at someone like me. The doorbell rings and I panic for a few seconds. I grab my purse and head downstairs, taking a deep and hopefully calming breath before I open the door. I greet Nero with a smile to try and disguise my nerves. “Hi.” Nero wears an intense exp

NEROThis is fucking killing me!I can hear her wolf crying, trying to reach out to me and now it’s my fault she’s in so much pain. It’s because I kissed her that she’s now lying in bed in agony. Getting close is risky enough but kissing her was a step too far and I knew that! I can’t help myself with her. Bailey is my fated mate and it’s hurting me to stay away from her as much as it is for her.The tablets that Rosa gave her are some strong shit. She hands them out to pack members when we’re healing from a bad break and our wolf isn’t healing as fast as it should. It’s obvious that Bailey’s wolf is wanting to be set free and she seems to be a very strong wolf, she just needs to hold back a little and not cause her human form any harm.I need to rethink my plan on how I’m going about caring for Bailey. She needs to be told as soon as possible for her own safety. She’ll be scared and think we’re all crazy, but it has to be done.After putting Bailey to bed and quietly making my way do

BAILEYI wake from the best sleep that I’ve had in a long time. Well, since I moved here actually. I still dreamt of the wolf, but I was restless, and it was more of a calming dream. I wasn’t scared or agitated. I was relaxed and I felt safe.I am embarrassed when I think about last night though. I went on an amazing date with Nero and it could have ended amazingly but instead I made a fool of myself and had to be put to bed. What must Nero think of me?He was great though. Nero looked after me and didn’t make me feel like I was spoiling his night. He carried me to my bed and even locked the door behind him last night. When went downstairs for my morning coffee I noticed that he had posted my front door keys back through my letter box. It was sweet and made me smile when I noticed them.Whilst I was sipping my hot coffee, I couldn’t help but think it was crappy timing! We were in the moment, and I believe we were about to kiss. It would have been our first and could have led to many m

BAILEY I sleepily open my eyes, everything is a little blurry but I know something is off. I'm not at home. Where the hell am I? I sit up and look down at the strange bed I'm sitting on. I've been sleeping on somebody elses bed! I look around at my surroundings, my heart beating so fast as the realisation of me being kidnapped sinks in. The black sheets and whole mood of the room tells me that this is a mans bedroom. At least I'm not tied up. So whoever has taken me isn't completely bad? Right? I think over what I happened before I woke up here and all I remember is that I was with Nero. He came over with food and then we were talking on the sofa. Did he leave and then I fell asleep? If that was the case, then I would remember him leaving, but this can't be Nero's doing. He's nice. But then again, I hardly know him. I trusted that he was a good person when he could have been a secret killer all along! Okay, if Nero was a killer then surely he would have tied me up and I woul