LOGINPOV Alpha Michael
I rushed over to her as fast as my legs could move. I dropped down right beside her on the wet sand. Her skin felt completely freezing. It looked like she swallowed a whole ocean. I pressed both my hands flat against her chest, pushing down hard. Nothing happened. No water came out of her mouth. I pinched her cold nose shut, leaned down, and pressed my mouth over her pale lips. I blew air into her lungs to force the water out. Still, absolutely nothing happened. I scooped her up into my arms. She felt so light and tiny against my chest, almost like a small bird. I turned my head fast to look at Philip, my second in command. Run ahead and get the doctors ready right now! I gave a loud, angry shout. She looks dead, but my wolf can feel a tiny spark of life inside her! Philip nodded fast and took off running. The other guards followed close behind him. I carried her all the way up the hill to the royal hospital. Only my family and high ranking pack members ever used this place. I ran through the doors and laid her down gently on the cold metal bed. Three doctors rushed over and surrounded her immediately. Find out if she is alive or dead right now! I pounded my fist against the wall. If she is alive, you better bring her back! The nurses brought over the heart monitor machine. They placed the sticky pads on her pale chest to check for a heartbeat. The room went completely silent as they stared at the screen. After running a few tests, the lead doctor looked up. All the color drained from his face. We are deeply sorry, Alpha Michael. He lowered his head, avoiding my eyes. This young girl did not make it. Her heartbeat is completely gone, and she is no longer breathing. I opened my mouth. I wanted to give the order to take her body away. But a sharp pain suddenly hit my chest. My inner wolf scratched at my mind, whining loudly. Do not let her go! My wolf growled inside my head. Bring her back! Do not let her die! I turned my body to walk out the door, but my feet froze in place. I spun back around, glaring hard at the medical team. Bring her back! I pointed a shaking finger at the bed. There has to be something else you can do. Try absolutely anything! The lead doctor gave a long, heavy sigh. With all due respect, Alpha, you have a bad habit of holding onto lost causes. He wiped a hand over his tired face. We are the best medical experts in this pack. We know our jobs perfectly. You need to trust us when we say someone is gone. I stepped right up to his face, making him shrink back in fear. I would actually trust your skills if your team had done a single helpful thing for my family before today. I looked around the quiet room, staring down every single person in a white coat. Can anyone in this room try something else? Anyone at all? A quiet woman stepped out from the back corner. Anastasia. She was the main pack healer. She usually stayed very quiet, so you barely ever noticed she was in the room. She walked right up to the metal bed. She leaned down and placed her nose right against the girl's neck, taking a deep sniff. Her physical body looks completely dead. Anastasia looked up, her eyes shining bright. But my wolf ears can still hear a very tiny drum beating inside her chest. I narrowed my eyes, waiting for her plan. We can use the chest shock paddles. Anastasia pointed to the big machine in the corner. The strong electric jump might wake up her heart. But I must warn you, it is extremely dangerous. It might burn her skin, and it does not guarantee she will wake up. I did not even think twice. Do it right now. I crossed my arms tightly. The doctors rushed around the bed. Anastasia grabbed the two heavy metal paddles. She rubbed them together, making a loud whining sound, and pressed them hard against the girl's chest. Clear! Anastasia yelled out. The girl's body jerked up high into the air. Nothing happened. Anastasia hit her with the shock machine again. On the third try, the girl shook violently and rolled right off the edge of the metal bed. I jumped forward fast and caught her before she hit the floor. I held her close to my chest. Her body finally relaxed. Her eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her beautiful eyes. She stared up at the bright ceiling for one second. Then, she choked. Dark blood spilled out of her mouth, completely soaking my clean shirt. Her eyes rolled back, and she went totally limp in my arms, fainting all over again. I looked over at the healer. Take personal care of her until she wakes up. I laid the girl back down on the bed very carefully. Do not leave her side for a single second. Give her anything she wants. If you run into any trouble, you come find me yourself. Anastasia bowed her head low. Yes, Alpha. I turned around and walked out of the hospital. I went straight to my bathroom back at the castle. I needed to wash the dirt and sticky blood off my skin. I turned the water on hot and stood right under the spray. I rubbed soap all over my chest and arms. But I could not focus. Her beautiful, pale face kept flashing inside my mind. I could not stop thinking about the way she felt in my arms. Stop it, Michael. I splashed hot water on my face. You do not even know her name. But every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was my mouth pressing against hers on the beach. My breathing got heavy. I put more soap on my hand and slid it down my body. I grabbed myself and started stroking my dick hard. My mind filled with pictures of her long hair and soft skin. I went faster and harder, completely losing myself in the dirty thoughts. A loud groan left my throat as I finally finished, shooting my release everywhere. I leaned my head against the wet wall, taking deep breaths until my heart calmed down. I turned off the water, dried off, and put on fresh clothes. Just as I finished dressing, a loud, fast knock hit my bedroom door. I pulled it open. Anastasia stood there, breathing heavy like she had just run a mile. She looked like she had seen a terrifying ghost. Alpha! She grabbed the door frame, her eyes wide with pure panic. She has the mark! She is the exact girl you have been searching for all this time! She is the girl from the old prophecy! My entire body froze solid. A sharp, terrible pain stabbed right through my heart. No. I stepped back, shaking my head. This cannot be real. The very first girl to make my dead heart beat again. The only girl who made me feel real desire in years. She was the one special girl from the prophecy. Which meant she had to die so my sick father could live.I pushed open the heavy wooden doors of the private training facility, the cool morning air instantly washing over my skin. The moment I stepped into the wide, high-ceilinged room, my eyes landed on Michael. He was completely alone in the center of the arena. A massive, heavy leather punching bag—the kind professional fighters used—hung suspended from a thick iron chain attached to the ceiling beam directly in front of him. Michael was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of dark athletic shorts that hung low on his hips. His broad, muscular back and defined shoulders were completely glistening with a thick layer of sweat under the morning light. He was throwing brutal, rapid-fire combinations into the heavy bag, the loud, booming sound of his fists striking the dense leather echoing through the silent room like thunder. SLAP! BAM! SLAP! The massive bag swung wildly back and forth under the sheer force of his strikes, but Michael didn't slow down for a single second. He kept driving his
The loud, repetitive noise of brooms sweeping against the stone floor echoed from the hallway outside, mixed with the distant clatter of wooden buckets and maids chattering as they went about their morning chores. I slowly opened my eyes, blinking against the bright golden sunlight streaming through the high arched windows of the master bedroom. I gasped softly in surprise, completely shocked by how fast the night had passed—I didn't even remember the exact moment my head hit the pillow last night. I turned my head to the side, expecting to see Michael's large frame, but the space beside me on the mattress was already empty and cold. I sat up in bed, stretching my arms wide above my head as a long yawn escaped my lips. Slipping my feet onto the cool wooden floorboards, I walked over to the open bedroom door, where a young pack maid was busy sweeping the corridor. "Good morning," I greeted softly, catching her attention. "Where is the Alpha?" The maid instantly paused her broom mid
I reached out instantly, grabbing Lucy’s wrist mid-air right before her palm could strike the sales clerk’s face. "Stop it, Lucy! Leave her alone," I instructed firmly, tugging her arm back down to her side. I turned my eyes away from the terrified worker, giving Lucy a calm, steady look. "Let's just leave this section right now. I don't even want this ridiculous dress anyway." Lucy let out an irritated huff, retreating a step as she shot one final, murderous glare at the clerk. We turned on our heels, pushing back through the VIP showroom doors and returning to the main floor. We continued browsing down the long, crowded aisles, picking out dress after dress. At this point, the sheer pile of clothing was becoming far too much for any single person to wear. I stared at the endless fabrics in my arms, genuinely wondering what on earth I was going to do with such an absurd number of outfits. Maybe I can give a huge portion of these gowns to Ella when I get back, I thought to myself, k
The sales clerk immediately raised her arm, pointing her manicured hand toward a grand set of double doors near the back of the building. She bowed her head with utmost respect, her face lighting up with excitement as she directed us toward the exclusive area. "The most expensive dress to ever exist in this entire region is kept inside our private VIP showroom right through those doors, my Lady!" My brows pulled together in confusion, and I turned my head to look at Lucy as the two of us began walking toward the grand entrance. "Why on earth are you asking about the most expensive dress in this place, Lucy?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in genuine skepticism. "Are you secretly planning on buying it for yourself?" Lucy let out a light, airy laugh, shaking her head as she adjusted her posture beside me. "No, silly girl! I am planning on buying it directly for you!" I stopped dead in my tracks, my jaw dropping slightly as I stared at her in total disbelief before resuming our walk. "Lu
Lucy pulled me through the bustling crowd, guiding me down a quiet aisle toward a sparkling display section near the back of the showroom. My eyes widened as we stepped into the area—every single rack was lined with breathtaking blue gowns that shimmered under the bright lights as if millions of tiny diamonds were sewn directly into the fabric. Lucy’s eyes scanned the racks with a sharp, calculating gaze until her fingers landed on a specific piece. She pulled out a gorgeous sky-blue dress that had a very low, plunging neckline across the chest and an extremely short hemline that barely covered the hips. A mischievous glint flashed in her eyes as she tossed the delicate silk dress straight into my arms. "Try this one on right now!" Lucy chirped out, flashing a wide, dramatic grin. "It will look absolutely stunning on you!" Before I could even unfold the fabric to inspect it, the heavy sound of familiar footsteps echoed behind us. Michael strode into the aisle, his broad shoulders s
I froze in my tracks, my shoulders tensing up instantly as the familiar sound of that voice echoed through the air. I slowly turned my head around, and my heart sank straight into my stomach. It was Lucy. Oh, great... not this insufferable witch again, I thought to myself, letting out a silent, bitter groan. I had been having such a wonderful, peaceful time with Michael all afternoon, and now she was here to ruin every single bit of my good mood. Before I could even step back or put up a wall, Lucy rushed forward with a high-pitched gasp, throwing her arms tightly around my neck to pull me into an overly dramatic hug. I stood completely rigid in her embrace, holding my arms stiffly at my sides as I struggled to hide my true disgust behind a calm, blank mask. Michael stood right beside us, his tall, broad frame remaining completely motionless as his sharp eyes locked onto her with total suspicion. Lucy pulled back, resting her hands lightly on my shoulders while flashing a bright,
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