Love, Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

A week passed since Celus returned from Alpha Darron's land. So far, he had no contact with anyone over their border, including Salen. Celus tried to keep himself busy, running a tighter ship for his pack members. His reputation was definitely accurate with how he had been acting. His members were worried yet too afraid to confront him directly. 

Margaret ran down the two flights of stairs with Salen's wrist tightly in her grasp. With her werewolf strength, she could pull off someone's arm with her anxiousness. "Margaret, where are you taking me?" She giggled, brushing her long locks from her face. "You'll see. I think I might have a way to help you." Salen sig

The plane ride lasted four hours. Celus slept most of the way there, sleep finally taking him over. He called a cab as the two men grabbed their luggage from baggage claim, weaving their way through the large crowd. Jaden had arranged for them to be picked up at a rest stop just outside their border.Celus was feeling restless as they drove closer and closer to the only family he had left. Brady gave him a concerned look as his friend bounced his leg in anticipation, but he didn't say a word. He knew how Celus was feeling, and he didn't want to amplify it.

Eleven thirty rolled around faster than anyone expected. Salen and Margaret stood outside the dungeons, waiting for Samuel to arrive with his men."I sure hope they're okay." Margaret whispered, pulling her jacket tighter around her body. The brisk October air sent cold chills up Salen's spine.

Celus stood in nothing but a pair of shorts as he waited for Tax to join him in the entrance way. It was ten minutes until six, but he enjoyed showing up to things early. Celus pushed away the sound of his stomach growling as he bit into a bright red apple. The crunching sound covered up the exhausted feeling he had; the sleep he had gotten the night before only increasing the heavy feeling.