Pucking The Forbidden Alphas Nextdoor

Jhelani's POVMy bike rumbled to a stop in front of the house that was supposed to feel like home, but It didn’t.Not yet. Maybe never again. I swung my leg off, tugged the helmet free, and let the cool night air whip through my red hair. This is it. My fresh start or my personal hell. Either way, Willow Town is going to give me the answers I need. Whether it want to or not. I thought as I hung my helmet on the handlebars, and took down my luggage before making my way towards the tall building. Running my fingers through my hair to take away the strands hovering over my face, I took in some details, realizing that Willow Town hadn’t changed much. Same broken fences. Same leaning houses with cracked bricks, and street lamps that barely see far into the darkness at night. There was this same smell of pine and cigarette smoke in the air. When I got to the door, a shiver ran down my spine. It was like I was stepping into a memory I didn’t ask to relive. Like the ghosts of my past

Jhelani’s POV“What are you staring at? Get the fuck out of here, and ride yourself home. Now.”Damon’s growl stunned me. I didn’t even realize when he got to me, and now his rough hand was locked around my wrist, yanking me through the club like I was some damn ragdoll. His long strides forced me to half-run, and half-stumble behind him. The music, terrifying growls, cries, and cracking of bones fading into background noise.Outside, the cold air bit into my skin, whipping my hair behind that night, but he didn’t stop.I lost my patience. “Let me go!” I snapped, twisting hard until my wrist slipped free. I jerked back a step, chest heaving. “What the hell is your problem?!”He turned his head in my direction almost immediately, his blue eyes freezing my lungs. “You. My problem is you being here. Do you have a death wish, Snowfire? Do you?” Snowfire. He said it like a curse. Like my name itself pissed him off. But why did my name sound so sweet and different on his tongue? Like

Jhelani's POV: I sighed as I fell back on my bed. Just when I thought I'd got them off my back, that brat had to come over to my place so early in the morning to ruin my day before it even got started. I rolled my eyes, annoyed, then brought up my phone, thinking that watching one or two videos would help shake up my mood and maybe I might fall asleep.Then the first video that popped up on my screen was three guys putting on an all black balaclava under a trending dark romance sound on tiktok. The whole vibe and edit gave off a dark feeling that should probably had freaked me out, but here I was all smiles, grinning, and turned on by whatever that was.I clicked on their profiles and saw that they've recently posted new videos. One of them was in a dark room, red lights, filled with BDSM stuffs. I felt turned on from just watching what they were doing with those sex toys. Sometimes, I wished to be in the sex toys place, the leather belts ever so slowly skimming over my skin, pryin

Jhelani's POV:I clicked the roof of my mouth with my tongue when I got to him, then brushed past, hopping on my bike that was parked on the pavement there. He looked instantly displeased, his bright smile earlier turning gloomy. "What're you on to?" "Take the lead and I will be right behind you," I said without sparing him a glance.I wore my helmet before starting my engine and revving as I held onto the handlebars. The wind was getting stronger, as if an impending downfall was to come. Better to be safe than sorry. Suddenly, my engine was turned off. I looked to the side and saw Kian standing there, his tan muscular body build steel as ever, dark hair roughly done over his brown eyes. I gulped, biting my inner cheeks. This looks. I still recall this gaze and suffocating feeling. It felt like it was just yesterday. Without warning he pulled me off my bike by the waist and dumped my body over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Are you crazy? What is wrong with you, man? P

Jhelani’s POVWarmth. That was the first thing I noticed.It wrapped around me like a cocoon, so different from the endless cold that had sunk into my bones. My lashes fluttered, and for the first time in forever, I didn’t feel like I was drowning. Drowning in an iceberg. Then I realized why.An arm was draped across me, heavy and steady. A chest rose and fell against my back, its rhythm oddly soothing. And beneath my ear, there was the thud of a heartbeat...not mine.My stomach dropped.My eyelids flew wide open. "What the hell?" I stiffened, trying to move, but the arm tightened, pulling me closer. My pulse raced, panic clawing its way up my throat. "Who the fuck... Kian?!" I nearly screamed, my eyes wide opening further when I saw who had me in his arms. Then the door suddenly swung open."Kian, get her out of here. Now." Damon commanded in very strict voice. Kian sat up on the bed immediately, "huh? What's wrong, man?""They know. They're coming, so get her the fuck out befo