All Chapters of The Alpha's Key: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

They left the underground library an hour ago and all of them had showered to rid of the dust and grime from their impromptu exploration. While Annabelle had changed into a clean outfit, the boys chose to lounge in their boxers while their clothes went into the washer-dryer. And now Annabelle is in the kitchen, surrounded by four half-naked men with washboard abs and a wolf. Gotta love the shapeshifter's uninhibited culture. They were seated at the breakfast nook, eating McDonald's burger and fries and slurping on ice-cold drinks. The conversation began with the boys discussing about the Wiccan Kingdom's family tree that they had just seen in the underground library. One topic moved to another and they are now talking about Nari, which according to Roman, should be the next in line for the throne.  "So, let's see if I get this right. Four days ago, Nari wanted Romeo to mark her as his mate on her birthday. And when Romeo refused, she cursed him to remain

Moonstone Pack Lands   "How was it? What did she say?" Nari asks excitedly after Stephen had disconnected the call. She was seated right next to him when he made the call, having been the one that encouraged him to call Annabelle. His face was pale, a sheen of cold sweat glistening on his forehead, his fingers cold and trembling. Despite his nervous expression, his eyes shone brilliantly with hope, for Annabelle had agreed to meet him tomorrow.  The poor guy was unsure whether he should call Annabelle and has been indecisive for days. What he didn't know was that Nari can be very persuasive. She casted a confidence spell on him and it finally gave Stephen the push to call his ex-girlfriend. Tomorrow the two of them will be meeting up in Bayswater town. "I can't spoil this chance, Nari." He muttered, shaking his head. Like all their previous fights and breakups, the last one was also caused by him. Annabelle had

I moaned, my head pounding just like a drum. My eyelids fluttered open and I found myself lying on the cold floor of an unfamiliar room.  What the heck happened? The last thing I remembered before everything went dark was getting knocked on my head by the wizard when we arrived in Crimson Bay. My right hand automatically flew up to massage my throbbing temple and I almost shrieked in surprise when I realized that I have regained control of my body. I slowly shifted into a sitting position, massaging my temples and groaning. The enchantment spell that the wizard used on me must have waned off.  I quickly chanted a cleansing spell to rid my body of any residue from the enchantment spell the wizard had cast. My skin tingled unpleasantly, the sensation akin to being pricked by a thousand tiny needles as remnants of the spell left my skin. Enchantment spells are very powerful and as long as there is any residue left in me, the

"Let's go, everyone. Alaia has dropped her at Bayswater Beach." Roman slipped his cellphone into the back pocket of his jeans as he swiftly rose from the sofa, motioning Arch, Trav, Jughead, and Romeo to follow him out the packhouse's front door. Without breaking his stride, he turned his head to look at Arch who was on his left. "Did you call Dr. Philips? Alaia says she's in pretty bad shape and I want to make sure we have a medical doctor on hand to administer aid." "He's already on the way to the beach in the ambulance. We'll meet him there." Arch answered curtly as they entered the black SUV parked in front of the packhouse.  Barely fifteen minutes later, they arrived at the beach, courtesy of Arch's breakneck speed. He must have broken almost every driving regulation for them to reach the beach that quickly. Exiting the SUV, they all ran to where Annabelle is lying on the ground, where a small crowd of people, all garbed in white uniform h

Surprisingly, Annabelle was discharged the very next day. When she woke up that morning, her blisters were gone, leaving tiny scabs and pink scars which would be gone within a day or two. Dr. Philips said that he's never seen anything like it, it was almost as if she had the healing powers of a werewolf. Of course, she did. I channeled all my shapeshifter's healing abilities to her using the black onyx stone that she had on her neck. It would have been faster if I were able to lick her wounds. Wolves' saliva has healing properties, specifically on their mates but I don't think she would appreciate being licked by me.  Especially not at this moment, and in front of pack members who are working at the hospital. We left the hospital and were at the beach house - me, Annabelle, Roman, Arch, Trav, and Jughead; opting for the privacy of the beach house against the crowd at the packhouse. It was time to break the curse. The