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Chapter Seven
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2026-04-07 23:15:37
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I Faked Being a Boy, Now the Alpha is my Mate Twenty Eight
JORDAN The condensation dripped down the bathroom mirror, blurring the exhausted disaster staring back at me. Wiping a hand across the glass revealed dark circles beneath my silver-gray eyes and a swollen lower lip. Leaning heavily against the porcelain sink, a sharp throb radiated from the fresh bandages wrapped tightly around my ribs. My mind felt like a shattered glass window.Mate.The deep, primal voice echoed inside my skull, vibrating with a smug satisfaction that made my stomach churn."Shut up," I muttered out loud, gripping the edges of the sink until my knuckles turned white. "It was a mistake. My brain was misfiring."*Mine. Tasted like ours.*Running a hand through my damp hair, I let out a bitter laugh. "He is a guy. A teenage college boy wearing baggy hoodies. You are supposed to be an apex predator, not a confused mess. We do not kiss guys."*Do not care. Smells like rain. Tasted good.*"It was pure adrenaline," I argued, staring desperately at my own reflection, ple
I Faked Being a Boy, Now the Alpha is my Mate Twenty Seven
EMBERLY LYNWOOD Grabbing the thick fabric of Jordan's jacket, I used every ounce of my remaining strength to drag his weakened frame out of the alleyway and into the shadows of an abandoned factory doorway. He was bleeding heavily from the torn stitches in his side. Dark blood soaked through his clothing as the silver residue burned his natural healing abilities. Wasting no time in the darkness, I ripped a ragged strip of fabric from the hem of my gray t-shirt, bunched the material together, and pressed it against his open wound to staunch the arterial flow.Jordan let out a harsh hiss of pain. His blood-stained hand wrapped around my wrist with a vice-like grip. "What the hell are you doing in the Eastern Pack, Emberly?" he demanded again. His breathing labored, his silver-gray eyes burned with a mixture of agony and shock.Racing to find a plausible excuse a clueless freshman might use, I blurted, "I came down to the industrial sector to buy a fake ID from a street dealer I met o
I Faked Being a Boy, Now the Alpha is my Mate Twenty Six
JORDAN The sharp, incredibly loud ringtone of my encrypted phone violently shattered the quiet morning silence of my apartment, making my heavily bruised ribs ache aggressively as I reached blindly for the device on the kitchen counter. I saw Beta Ronan’s secured number flashing brightly across the screen, and a , freezing wave of pure dread immediately flooded my veins. "Tell me this is just a routine check-in, Ronan," I answered harshly, skipping any formal greeting. "I am calling to give you a highly urgent, critical update on Grandma Alder's medical status, Jordan, and the situation is dire," Ronan replied, his deep voice sounding entirely exhausted and heavily burdened by profound guilt. "Her condition rapidly deteriorated overnight. The doctors are reporting immediate, cascaded organ failure, and her weakened immune system is entirely shutting down."A blinding, terrifying surge of pure panic exploded violently in my chest. "Then you need to force the damn medical staff to do
I Faked Being a Boy, Now the Alpha is my Mate Twenty Five
EMBERLYThe bus finally pulled into the heavily illuminated parking lot of a modern, towering hotel located in the dead center of the Northern territory, long after the freezing midnight hour had completely passed. The entire hockey team was deeply exhausted, bruised, and highly agitated, eagerly waiting in the expansive, brightly lit lobby while the head coach aggressively argued with the incredibly nervous hotel concierge at the front desk."What exactly do you mean our athletic reservation was entirely canceled and transferred to a secondary facility?" the coach shouted loudly, slamming his heavy hand against the polished marble counter. "We booked thirty private suites specifically for this athletic team three months ago!"I stood quietly near the back of the exhausted crowd, my stomach violently twisting with a deep, highly suspicious dread. A booking error at an elite, highly organized hotel located directly inside Victoria Ashford’s home territory felt exactly like a deliberate
I Faked Being a Boy, Now the Alpha is my Mate Twenty Four
EMBERLY LYNWOOD The last three weeks had passed in an exhausting, completely terrifying blur of heavily scheduled hockey practices and endless, agonizing administrative paperwork, but I had miraculously managed to adapt to the grueling routine without completely exposing my dangerous secret. I was no longer the clumsy, terrified academic supervisor who fell over his own two feet on the slippery ice. I had carefully learned how to effectively navigate the chaotic, testosterone-fueled environment of the collegiate athletic department, maintaining my rigid, defensive posture and keeping my interactions entirely strictly professional. The massive, highly competitive players still entirely ignored me for the most part, but they had at least stopped actively trying to run me over during their aggressive defensive drills, silently respecting the fact that I efficiently managed their academic eligibility without constantly complaining to the head coach. I was strictly playing a supporting r
I Faked Being a Boy, Now the Alpha is my Mate Twenty Three
JORDAN The freezing, biting air of the Junylria evening felt incredibly refreshing against my damp hair as I pushed open the heavy glass doors of the athletic arena and stepped out onto the concrete pavement. I was mentally preparing myself for the quiet, solitary drive back to my apartment, but my plans were immediately ruined by the entirely unwelcome sight of Victoria Ashford waiting patiently near the front bumper of my parked vehicle.She stepped confidently up to me the absolute moment I approached, wrapping her manicured hands casually around the lapels of my heavy jacket and pressing her soft lips directly against mine in a practiced, entirely performative kiss. I tolerated the physical contact without violently pulling away, quietly noting with a heavy sense of depressing resignation that my wolf was finally getting used to not wanting to physically strangle her every single time she entered my personal space. The suffocating, inescapable reality of our forced arrangement w
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