She's Human But Alpha Wants Her Back

Rea's POVThe air was thick with the sharp stench of antibiotics, iodine, and phenol, the kind that made you think you had just stepped into a hospital or a drugstore, not a rustic cabin where a family of four lived. Mum sat at the edge of the bed, leaning over Dad's chest as she gently rubbed his chest in slow circles, trying to ease the pain coursing through him. I sat alone on the two-seater armchair just beside the old wooden bed where Dad lay, while Riley leaned on the framed artwork hung low by the wall, hands clutched tight around her little Barney like that would ease the ache in her heart.Our eyes were swollen and red-rimmed from too many tears, and our faces were contorted with fear and worry as we both watched the dying man writhe in pain from his illness. "The wolfsbane...I…" Dad managed to speak in a hoarse whisper before his voice cut off abruptly as if the words cost him blood to form. He took a labored breath and continued, eyes struggling to stay open. "No hum

Rea's POVThe door slammed shut, with a thunderous bang and a sudden silence pressed hard against me.My eyes were tied with a thick piece of cloth that replaced my vision with a heavy darkness and left terror clenched around my chest.Then I heard it—strong fist stricking on a heavy leather bag; each strike rattling the whole room in such a way that left me flinching at every sharp jab delivered to the object. Every nerve tangled with curiosity, not knowing what awaited in here me since I'd just been dragged in to meet the Alpha—Damien or whatever his name was. I mumbled a few prayers to heavens hoping it would relief the tight grip of terror in my stomach.In a few minutes, I'd be staring at a man I was warned about and coaxed into meeting him by circumstances, rather than choice—waiting while he decided what he'd do with me.Then.The sound stopped and I heard heavy strides approach me. It was unhurried; it was measured, like he had calculated each step and it almost seemed

Rea's POV"What do you want?" I choked out, "I'd do it." desperation laced into every word. Tears followed, blurring my vision all at once. There was just one thing about tears: they know how to betray me. I hadn't wanted to sound weak. Time was slipping away. I needed to get home before dawn."Shhhh." He pulled me closer, tighter, ran a hand down my cheeks, and wiped the tears streaming down. "Now that's not the kind of bravery I saw at first." His face moved slowly over mine, his face almost touching mine, his lips hovering over mine, his breath warm all over my face. "Show me.""What?" I blinked, painfully confused. I hated this turmoil. How I felt. One minute, I was terrified; the next minute, curiosity was gnawing at me. Does he want to kiss me?"Show me you can make me let you walk out of that door—"My lips parted instantly as I leaned closer than ever, and he kissed me instantly like he wouldn't live the next day if his lips weren't on mine, and I kissed him back with the

Rea's POVThe imposing brutes had me hauled away in a blink, as though I were no more than... dust. They had done just as Damien had ordered—with just a flick of his fingers—not out of the door and definitely not out of the building but in a metal cage tucked into a corner at the far end of his gym area.I twisted while the men hauled me along, my weight resting helplessly in their strong hands, no restraints needed. My feet scraped into the ground. The place fell into a stunned silence, except for the clank of chains while I floated in the air and the sound of heavy boots on the floor.I didn't speak a word, didn't beg, and didn't cry, not when I had a whole swarm of thoughts whirling in my head. I knew for a fact that crying was useless and screaming was stupid; there had to be some other way. But for now I got fit into Damien's order till I figure out another way out.I caught Damien with the corner of my eye reclining into his chair, hands crossed like someone who already knew he

Rea’s POVHis predatory stare bore into me, and I gasped shakily, managing to grip the iron bars for support, fingers curling tightly around the cold metal. His footsteps thudded heavily, rattling the entire room until he closed the distance with a slow, dominant stride, a faint smirk playing on his lips, his eyes locked on me.“Up already?” His voice came low—always low and lethal.I looked up at him, nodding slightly, trembling all at once.He had almost outdone himself in the gym. It had been a great performance to watch, but I wished he hadn’t noticed me watching.I felt the flutter in my stomach as he approached, and a fragile thread in my head pushed me to take the chance and do what I wanted. But the look in his eyes unsettled me indefinitely. I convinced myself it wasn’t time for discouragement; I had thought I would never see him again. And if he had taken me outside, that would have happened. My chances of seeing him again would have narrowed, delayed—the very reason I had c