Semua Bab THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION: Bab 281 - Bab 290

He could no longer fool himself. Slowly, with infinite weariness, Aiden closed the leather-bound book. This was the end. He could no longer bear it. The books he loved so much could not push away the stark, raw loneliness of his existence. The study was lined with books, floor to ceiling on three of the four walls of the room. He had read every one, committed a great many to memory over the centuries. They no longer provided solace for his mind. The books fed his intellect but broke his heart.He could not sleep either.It was midday but he couldn't sleep, and he didn't know why.Another effect of the ring?He wasn't sure, and he didn't want to disturb his twin brother again.He had slept off after talking to him, only to wake up after seeing the same lady in his dream.It made him wonder where Emma was.He hadn't seen her since Friday. Perhaps he would try to fly around, and check in on her. He thought, putting on a cloak."Why are you so sad?"Aiden became still, only his soulless

In the protection of his home, Aiden paced with a long-forgotten restless energy. He thought of her soft skin, how it would feel beneath his palm, under his body, how it would taste. The thought of her mass of silky red hair brushing his heated body, the line of her vulnerable throat exposed to him, excited him. His body tightened unexpectedly. Not the mild physical attraction he had felt as a fledging, but a savage, demanding, relentless ache. Shocked at the erotic twist his thoughts began to pursue, he imposed rigid discipline. He could not afford real passion. He was shocked to find he was a possessive man, deadly in his rages and protective beyond measure. This kind of passion could not be shared with a witch; it was far too dangerous.This was a woman of freedom, strong for a mortal, and she would fight his nature at every turn. He was not human. His was a race of beings with animal instincts, imprinted before birth. Better to keep his distance and satisfy his curiosity on an int

The contact was broken abruptly. Freya let out her breath slowly, all too aware that she should be feeling relief, not feeling bereft. There was seduction in his hypnotic voice, his masculine laughter, in their very conversation. She ached with the same loneliness as he did. She didn't allow herself to think of the way her body had come alive at the touch of his fingers. Burned. Wanted. Needed. And he had only touched her with his mind. The seduction was far more than physical; it was some deep, elemental thing she could not precisely put her finger on. He touched her inside her soul. His need. His darkness. His terrible, haunting loneliness. She needed, too. Someone to understand what it was like being so alone, so afraid to have an intimate relationship with another being, afraid to be too close. She liked his voice, the Old World elegance, the silly male arrogance. She wanted his knowledge, his abilities."Freya..." A voice called out to her from behind her door.A tentative smil

Aiden furrowed his eyebrows as he watched the man beside her lean forward, look into her eyes, raw longing on his face, desire in his eyes. "I will come with you. The vampire won't be needed." He suggested, and his hand moved from her thigh to rest just above her knee.Aiden saw red.At once the pain in Freya's head increased, crushing at her skull, stabbing at her behind her eyes. She jerked her leg out from under Kyran's hand. Demons leaped, raged, burst free. Never had Aiden felt such terrible fury, not even when he had known that the wolf boy had slept with Emma. It rushed over him, claimed him, became him. That someone could hurt her like that, so casually, without even knowing or caring. That someone might touch her while she was so vulnerable and unprotected. That a man would presume to put his hands on her. He hurtled through his open window, to the sky, the cool air fanning his rage.Freya felt the force of his anger. The air in the room thickened; outside, the wind rose,

"I see." Freya heard her mother say, and sighed.Here it goes. She thought, the emotional blackmail. The woman was a pro at it."I see that you have grown wings eh. Is that how you repay your mother after all she had done for you huh? Do you know what I went through for your sake? Do you know how much I fought for you?...." Leonarya was saying, and Freya found herself shaking her head in denial"Mother, it isn't like…." She was saying, but Leonarya interrupted her sharply."...so, what you chose to pay me back with after all these years of my sacrifice, is to have a vampire read my thoughts?" Leonarya inquired, dropping her hand on her chest, faking a tear, shaking her head as if in sorrow."No, mother. I'm sorry.""I'm not a vampire, woman!"Freya and Yodah said respectively, at the same time that Aiden scoffed. "Fake.""You are not a vampire? So, what are you?" Leonarya asked, furrowing her eyebrows at Yodah."What I am is none of your concern." He replied, ignoring the murmurings g