All Chapters of Born For The Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“You didn’t answer when I knocked earlier,” he said, leaning casually against the doorframe, though his eyes betrayed his lack of casual intentions. “I came to check that you're doing as told.” Her breath hitched. “I—I didn’t hear you.” His lips twitched, almost amused, but his gaze never wavered. “You didn’t?” Arda took a shaky step back, her arms instinctively wrapping around herself. “Could you—could you at least step out?” “Why?” His voice dropped, low and smooth. “I see no reason why.” At this point, Arda was infuriated. “You’re being rude,” she shot back, her cheeks burning. “You have no right to intrude—and stare at me like this.” He pushed away from the doorframe, taking a deliberate step closer. “I disagree. I like what I see.” His shamelessness dampened her fury, replacing it with rising anxiety. “Alpha,” she warned, but her voice trembled, betraying her fear. He reached her in two strides, his hand brushing a stray drop of water from her collarbone. The touch made

He guided her along the winding stone path that meandered through the garden, leading them past a rocky pool. The water spilled endlessly from a cluster of stones, cascading in gentle streams before splashing softly into the clear basin below. Her gaze lingered on the tranquil scene. She could almost picture herself perched on one of the smooth rocks, scribbling notes for her thesis while soaking in the peaceful atmosphere. But that was just a dream. She didn’t belong there. No matter how inviting it seemed, she would find a way to escape. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" he asked, noticing how her eyes lingered on the surreal beauty of the pool. He often admired it himself. "Yes," she replied softly. "It's not man-made. It was already there. Some touches were added. "Wow. It looks awesome" she said, genuinely impressed. "I'm glad you like it." Too bad I’m not staying, she thought. But almost immediately, she pushed the thought aside and decided to steer the conversation toward conv

Arda peeked through the bedroom curtains. From there, she could see the pack still seated around the long meeting table in the garden. Gillow dominated the ruler’s seat with effortless authority. Felicia leaned toward him, explaining something with fluid confidence. He sat poised, listening intently. Even from this distance, his presence felt intimidating. Arda wondered why Felicia wasn’t afraid of him. Then she remembered—Felicia had been his mate once. That was their word for it. She still felt the sting of Gillow’s quiet confession earlier: “Just so you know, we’ve been together before.” Arda had decided to familiarize herself with the strange terms and dynamics of this world. She figured it would help her plan an escape. Watching Felicia now, Arda felt a pang of envy. It wasn’t just her closeness to Gillow—it was her confidence, her ease, the way she carried herself like she belonged. She wondered what they were discussing and couldn’t help but recall Gillow’s abrupt dism

Gillow didn’t waste time delivering the truth. “Elder is three centuries old.” Arda’s eyes widened. “Oh my God.” Her face paled, but Gillow pressed on. “Sue is 125 years old. Karina is 140—same age as Chester. Felicia is 130, and Asher is 131.” As the words sank in, Arda felt her body go cold. The room spun, and before she could process another thought, everything went black. *** When she came to, Gillow was sitting beside her on the bed. A damp cloth glided across her forehead, and her gaze slowly adjusted to the dim light of the room. He dipped the towel in a bowl of water, wrung it out, and gently patted her face again. His knuckles brushed her cheek in a soft caress. Her heart fluttered, but the sensation was quickly overshadowed by the lingering weight of what she’d heard before passing out. Realizing she was back in his bedroom, she tried to sit up. “What happened?” Her voice was faint, but he caught it. “You passed out,” he said, his tone calm yet laced with concern.

After breakfast, Gillow escorted Arda to the car, preparing to drive her to school. "Since you barely have time, you'll need to study the notes in the car. At least get a brief idea of what I've written down." "Okay." She read through his presentation during the ride, impressed by his intelligence and the depth of his research. At school, she noticed students gawking at Gillow and his sleek ride as he dropped her off, leaning against the car outside, waiting for her. She overheard girls swooning and making remarks about his ethereal beauty. She didn't blame them. He was handsome. If only they knew he was old enough to be their great-grandfather. If only they knew who he really was. On her way to the professor's office, she received a text from Jacob: "The insider will come to you by evening and intimate you on the escape plan." She deleted the message for safety purposes before meeting her supervisor in his office. The moment she entered, he demanded to know why she had been