All Chapters of The Obstinate Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

Drake’s POV     I was pondering the fucking message from the dream, if this place was real, then how much of that fucking dream was real? Dreams are not fucking normal for me. Her scent caught my attention and my eyes found her immediately. I am drawn to her like a moth to a flame. That little waitress uniform hugs her curves as she walks towards me and she looks so fucking tempting. As soon as her lips meet mine I know that I’m in trouble. I pull her in harder, deepening the kiss and my cock hardens against her, throbbing when the scent of her arousal reaches my nose. Her hand comes up to grab my hair as she grinds herself against my hardened shaft. I can sense her desire…wild and untamed trying to surface. I lose myself for a moment pulling her hair to pull her head back while a kiss, nibble and lick  her neck. I want to go further, to rip that uniform

Author”s Note: This is long overdue, but I wanted to thank those of you who have read this far and those of you have been patiently awaiting updates. For over a year now my life has been a mess…I lost one Grandmother and with her, my day job, only to have mental health issues for both myself and my children become an issue, along with financial strain and struggling to find work (I still do not have a day job at this time), I am still struggling a lot and my other grandmother also passed away this past autumn. Despite all that is happening I do intend to continue writing, but I have not been feeling the werewolf genre lately. I will continue with sporadic updates as inspiration strikes, but will also be working on developing some ideas that are dancing around in my head into stories. I have been feeling strongly called to bring my LGBTQ+ characters to the forefront. I may in the future write a more in depth story better chronicling Ashe’s story, however, I am not going to gu

Zeke My head is pounding and I keep hearing a rhythmic beeping noise. What do I remember?We were in the kitchen…Zeke suggested Drake and I shack up with one another…my body doesn’t feel right. Something is wrong here. I open my eyes.Blinding lights and too much white!The beeping picks up a bit, even skips a beat, before settling back down. I’m covered in wires and…I…I’m not Zelle…Zelle is my sister. My mouth tastes like something died in it and feels disgusting. I’m not even sure what is real and what is not.Is Drake real?Think…Think…my head aches, but I think he is real. I met him the day all hell broke loose. He had a mate and I wasn’t supposed to be snooping around the diplomatic meetings my father was having, but my father has never liked diplomats, especially not female diplomats. There was an attack, of sorts…or no…NO! My father’s Beta attacked the diplomat, Sonja, and my mother leapt into action. She shifted into her dragon form, a form my father had bound to make it ea

Zeke “Drake, Toni was in my dream. There was also a Vampire…he was a neighbor who looked out for Azalea, but there were a lot of Vampires in the neighborhood,” I say as we discuss my sister. “Don’t worry about Azalea, not right now. We’ll find her together, but you need to rest and heal. We need to get your strength back up,” Drake suggests. I know what he means, but I'm worried. My mind is still boggled with all that has happened, with knowing I have been unconscious for years! It’s hard to believe I concocted such a strange dream. I know why I saw myself as Azalea. I could never have Drake based on the ways I was taught when I was younger. The dream of being her allowed me to be with him in the dream, but it still felt strange. I was the one who had always had the strange nightmares and woken up screaming. Azalea would come to my room and soothe me before my father awoke angry again. He’d shout about how Alphas didn’t let nightmares haunt their sleep. But knowing that drake was