Lahat ng Kabanata ng He's Not the Alpha: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

PREPARATION DAYThe camp is in turmoil. The wolves have ordered us to make a feast, clean the rooms, and I quote "build an enormous bonfire or larger" because it can't be smaller than the one we had just two days ago. D*** ing entitled brats. Of course, I don't curse outwards, just in my mind, I don't want to be dragged to the edge of the compound just to be ripped to shreds. But seriously though how often can these people mate? Don't they ever get tired of rutting?! They're like little animals. It's a wonder they don't have a litter of children like their wild counterparts. I dump the stack of sticks at the feet of the mounting pile, for the others to build with. Thank goodness that wasn't on my to-do list today, because it was a real pain in the ass. My back is sore from all the bending, but who can I complain to? I've got an entire day of chores to complete before retiring to the safety of my cot and thank their moon, they don't want us around during their sacrilegious mating cerem

CHEATERS NEVER PROSPER My hand trembled as I lifted and tied the final knot to my dress, securing it in place having reached home and taken a bath. There was no way I could ever let anyone see me in my tattered state. But the worst of all was the imprint of a memory that, that neantherthal left. I didn't want to be fearful of men and I knew they already couldn't be trusted. But this was much worst. I'll be walking on egg shells my entire life. I couldn't stay here any longer. "Doesn't that hurt? That's a nasty gnash. " I jump, startled that someone was already awake. Trish stared at me from where she stood, eyes glued to my hand while Zara rubs her eyes just stirring awake. "What, what's going on?" "Leila has a wounded arm, " Trish explains moving forward to inspect it. I had all but forgotten about it. That asshole must had torn my flesh when I tugged my hand from him. The slashes weren't deep per say, but it did hurt like f**k now thinking about it. "Dear goodness Leila, wha

DECISIONS TO MAKE Leila" one of the girls sing as she enters our bunker.   I glance up from my pile doing my best to hide my charring anxiety.   "Hmm?"   "We're you at the announcement today?" Trish asked looking wide eyed and fearful.   "Uh, no. Sorry"   I wasn't the least interested in what that Alpha had to say, and finding out it was the Gamma that had an announcement only made it worst. I don't know what it is, can't figure out what it is. Somehow always, since of late

The last thing I remember was falling. Falling continuously, endlessly screaming my guts out, until finally, I remember breaking the surface of the water. That's all I know. There's a bright light that I'm currently starting at, quietly contemplating if I made it to the end of my life. Reaching the other side. Should I attempt to touch it, get up and walk towards it? Should I hear a voice coming from it? Those thoughts fill my head while I lay there- wherever I am, floating, lying in wait in limbo. Words echo around me, fading in and out until I'm able to hear distinctions between them. Male and female. Wolves always talk about Selene their goddess, didn't realize she was a hermaphrodite. Go figures. She has to be twisted like that to bless the children who murdered and made miserable others. "That's the last one?" "Yeah, almost didn't make it. " A sharp sting pulls me from everything, the light fading, tossing me back into reality. I roll to my side, in a hurry to sit up, glanci

REUNITED   Ten years ago Heberus was a lying, convincing son of a bitch. He didn't care about the people within or without the gates. Imagine living in a place that horded food yet people were starving, guards abused their power, children are left to fend for themselves.  In some ways it sounds as if I've jumped from the hot pot into the fire. Trust me, the wolves were much better, at least you can comfort yourselves with the fact that they were beasts.  But what were the humans excuse for being little insufferable nuisances?! None. There were none and could be none. When I ran away, I thought things had to be much better on the outside, the scene still swinging on a pendulum depending on which side of the glass you chose to look. Half empty or half full. But glancing around, I could see things haven't changed. A girl's greatest chance of evading starvation was hoping sh