The Alpha's World Claimed Me

Novel's POV I am so nervous just sitting in the secretary's office of Mr. Volkov. And I know what you’re thinking: I came to be interviewed. But no, I came to do an interview. I’m a journalism student from Barcelona International University, and don't think I am interviewing a young, charming CEO, because I’m not. Mr. Dante Volkov is 56 years old and he has a lovely family.“Miss Hart, you can come in now,” the secretary said.The secretary is very pretty: slim, with straight blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, long lashes, and flawless makeup. I wish I could be like her, but my makeup is always messed up, which is why I stopped putting on makeup. She is the kind of woman who should be a main character in a romance novel.“Miss Hart, are you listening?”“Yes, thank you,” I said, then hurried to the office.I knocked on the door. “Come in,” I heard from inside.I took a deep breath, then I walked in, looking confident…I think. When I got in, my eyes couldn't help but wander around. The offi

Novel's POV “I didn't take you for a club person, Miss Novel,” he said with a smirk.My mind was replaying my dreams, but I composed myself.“I thought we had a get-together, but it was a prank for the nerds,” I explained, gesturing toward the club’s entrance.He laughed. Though his laugh was swallowed by the loud music, I still heard it, and it was amazing.“You were leaving, right?”I nodded.“Okay, good. Let's go together.”After saying this, he placed his hand on the small of my back. This action sent immediate shivers down my spine. I guess he noticed it, too, since he looked at me and then smirked.I followed him out, and when we got outside the club, I felt like the happiest person alive. I won't say I'm an introvert, but I love my peace and the man beside me too. He pulled his car key from his pocket and walked me to his car. He opened the passenger door of his Lamborghini for me, and honestly, I felt like a princess in distress who had been saved by a knight in shining armor

Alexei's POVIt had been a week since I last held her, and with only four weeks remaining until the crowning ceremony, the pressure was suffocating. I couldn't see her, not yet. As powerful as I was, she was vulnerable. If the council discovered she was my true mate, I shuddered to think of the danger she’d face. Specifically, I feared Ava’s father, Beta Mario. He was a man driven by ambition, and he wanted his daughter on the throne beside me. By now, I was certain my mate despised me for the broken promise of my return.I parked my car at the far end of the school lot, hidden in the shadows. I watched her walk out, wearing a black gown with her hair tossed into a messy bun. She had her glasses on and looked utterly exhausted. I trailed her at a distance, my heart aching as I watched her shoulders slump. She looked so lonely, so abandoned. I knew she likely thought I had discarded her, but I had to find a way to claim her without painting a target on her back. I had to tell her the t

Novel's POV I woke up in a room that was twice the size of my entire apartment.“How did I get here?” I whispered to the empty, high ceilings.Then, the memories drifted back. I must have fallen asleep in the car. I felt a sudden heat crawl up my neck I blushed at the thought that instead of waking me up, he had actually carried me all the way in here.I stood up and twirled around the plush carpet, my cheeks still burning. “I feel like a princess,” I giggled to myself.My little private moment was interrupted by a soft knock. I hurried to the door and pulled it open to find a woman in her sixties. She had striking, deep brown eyes and snow-white hair tied back in a neat ponytail. Despite the white hair, her face looked youthful, though I could tell she had years of experience I’d spent enough time around elderly patients to know the difference.“Ahem. Can you hear me?” she asked, waving a hand in front of my face.“Oh! Sorry,” I stammered, snapping out of my trance. Based on her pr