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CHAPTER ELEVEN: The recharge rule
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2026-03-15 20:36:50
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The Alpha Who Wouldn't Let Me Run CHAPTER ELEVEN: The recharge rule
Ariana I stood in the centre of the massive guest room and thought about every single life choice that had brought me to this moment. A werewolf’s mate. The phrase sounded like something out of a bad gothic novel, yet here I was, standing on a rug that probably cost more than my entire education, wondering if the man in the next room was going to eat me or just own me.I started to pace, the plush carpet muffling my steps, though the silence of the room only made the screaming in my brain louder. Was this it? Was this my life now? Trapped in a gilded cage with an Alpha who viewed me as a biological necessity? He had told me he was coming to my room tonight. The words sounded like a threat, a promise, and a death warrant all wrapped in one!My chest was flared with panic, a hot, prickly sensation that made my hands shake. I glanced at the clock on the mahogany dresser.Time was running out. My suitcases had been placed in the walk-in closet—a space so large it felt insulting—and I
The Alpha Who Wouldn't Let Me Run CHAPTER TEN: The Price of a stolen groom
Selene I stared at the broken shards of the tea cup Old Madam Johnson had just smashed against the hearth, my heart pounding frantically against my ribs. I had never seen Grandma this unhinged. She was a woman of calculated coldness, but this? This was a raw, vibrating shock. When did Ariana become so poisonous? When did the quiet cousin learn how to lash out like a rattlesnake? Wishing her own grandmother dead? The idea made my skin crawl. Grandma didn't sit down. She paced the living room for over thirty minutes, her footsteps echoing like a funeral march through the house. My mother and I sat on the designer sofa, pretending to be absorbed in some mindless drama on the television, but our eyes were glued to her. The air in the room felt thick, like it was rotting from the inside out. Only after she’d forced her breathing to steady did Grandma even acknowledge we were in the room. "So you’re fine, then. I won’t bother with your problems," Grandma snapped, her voice was
The Alpha Who Wouldn't Let Me Run CHAPTER NINE: THE GOLDEN CAGE AND THE FOURTH RULE
Ariana “Be careful for the love of God!” I barked, grabbing the door handle as the SUV lurched around a corner with a reckless speed. I turned to scold him, my heart drumming against my ribs, but the words died in my throat. The moment our eyes met, the lethal tension in the car seemed to settle into something thicker...something heavier. He looked… better when I was looking at him. It was the weirdest thing. The more I glared, the more the shadows in his expression seemed to drift. “When we get to your place, pack up,” he said, his voice dropping into that low, vibratory growl that always made my toes curl. “You’re moving in with me.” My eyes widened. I stared at him, my hands trembling as I tried to process the sheer audacity of his tone. “Live with you? What does that even mean?” “Exactly that,” he replied, his eyes fixed on the road. “Why? Why on earth do I have to?” “Should I let you go unsupervised? Or would you prefer to repeat last night?” “Why do I need to b
The Alpha Who Wouldn't Let Me Run CHAPTER EIGHT: THE ACCIDENTAL ANCHOR
Lucien Seth didn't even have the decency to look worried.He circled me like I was some rare, caged beast, his eyes narrowed in a clinical fascination that made me want to snap his stupid neck. He finally slumped back into his chair and picked up an apple as if we were discussing the weather rather than my literal soul.“It’s a forced binding,” he said, his tone infuriatingly casual. “I’ve never seen anything this aggressive. I need to meet this lady, Lucien.”“What do you mean, bound?” I snarled. The word tasted like copper and ash. “I haven’t chosen anyone. I haven’t shared a drop of energy with a soul.”“She stole it, Lucien. That kiss? It wasn't just a distraction. She’s a strong mortal. Very rare, of course, but they exist. She bound you in one swoop. You’re locked.”He snapped his fingers, "Just like this."The sheer audacity of it made my vision blur with a violent, white-hot heat. My wolf lunged at the against my restraint, howling for blood. “She dared... I’ll kill her. I’
The Alpha Who Wouldn't Let Me Run CHAPTER SEVEN: THE ALPHA’S ACHILLES
LUCIEN I didn't sleep. Well, not really. How could I, when the very air in this cramped box of an apartment was saturated with her? Ariana was a chaotic heat source pressed against my chest. Her heartbeat was a frantic yet rhythmic drum that seemed to sync with my own pulse against my will. My arm was locked around her waist, anchoring her to me as if she might evaporate the moment I let go. The humiliating truth? I... needed it. The relentless energy that had been shredding my insides since that first kiss finally went quiet the moment our skin made contact. It was like being a dying man finally finding a lung-full of oxygen. I was a pure-blood Alpha who didn't bow to the moon, yet here I was, playing the role of a human heater for a girl who had prayed for my indigestion. When her eyes finally fluttered open, I felt the change instantly. Her scent sharpened. The vanilla and ozone were immediately replaced by the sour tang of realization. She froze. I watched the back of
The Alpha Who Wouldn't Let Me Run Chapter 6: The wolf in my bedroom
“What?”He was an Alpha. A man who likely had a penthouse that cost more than my entire neighborhood. And yet, he was standing in the middle of my cramped, one-bedroom apartment as if he’d just been invited for tea.“Do you intend to sleep like that?” he asked, as his eyes swept over my rumpled office clothes.“You’re… you’re just going to sit here?” I managed to choke out. My fingers were still twitching against my thighs. “Act as though I am not here,” he replied nonchalantly.I stared at him, absolutely speechless. Act as though a six-foot-four supernatural predator wasn't currently looming over my thrift-store rug? Was he insane?Yeah, right!Lucien didn't care to wait for my approval. He moved toward the small couch near my bed—the only furniture in the room beside a desk and a dresser—and sat down with a grace that felt entirely wrong in such a confined space. He looked frustrated, his jaw tight, his eyes scanning the room as if searching for a reason why he couldn't bring him
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