Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Possessive Alpha; Dawn Of The True Blood.: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

She halted suddenly, the tray in her hands rattling softly from her solid grip and her eyes expanded to its full width.“…the child seems to possess the same traits as its mother. He will be useful, like she’s been to us”.It was his voice and who was he talking to about her son? It made her unrest resurface with an even greater force when she heard the next lines that followed.“And once we’ve successfully completed it, their powers shall belong to us while we lay them to waste”. Malignant laughter issued after that and her heart shattered into a million pieces.She accidentally dropped the tray and fled from fright. She knew they had heard and would know she had eavesdropped. But that wasn’t the focus of her concern.She needed to get her son and flee immediately.The four year old was alone in the room he owned, playing with glass-like figurines his mother had carved for him when she sudden

I giggle and skip outside to see my brothers stuffing my luggage into the car trunk and that lonely feeling creeps in through the back of my heart.“That’s the last one, shut the trunk Yohan” Mom tells him just when I come to give her a side hug, pressing my face into her shoulder.“Changing your mind so fast?” Harrison wiggles his brows at me and I glare deathly at him who quickly looks away, whistling.“Don’t be mean Harry, she’s leaving, at least bid her properly for once” Mom scolds and he groans, dragging his feet towards me.We’re staring at each other at first and next, his fingers sink into my hair as a smile grows on his face, making his slate-blue hazels twinkle softly. “You be a brave girl and stick up for yourself. Anyone try to mess with you, just let me know. And I’ll eat them aliv-“Harrison” Mom reprimands and he moves away to hide behind Hayes who f

“Heather Slater…isn’t it? The little wolf princess” The dirty-blonde in front sniggers with his nose high up as his oceanic-blues pin down on me.Ugh…how much further is this day willing to rot? I tusk to the side, dropping my shoulders to face him squarely.Taller than me, maybe five feet, two…or thereabout. The other six behind him, three girls and there guys, looking all… condescending. It prickles over my skin, tracing disgust at the back of my mouth and it makes my face crumple up.“I’m not holding a ball tonight, so move” I’m upset enough for the day. And I can feel the alpha blood in me rippling impatiently.I meet his infuriating gaze, even towering over it and he shifts back, making me ease the alpha intimidation leaking out and into my aura.“Pests” I spit, brushing his shoulder harshly despite how much shorter I am as I walk off. Ria giggles behind me, &ldq

“You were amazing back there” Asher comments and I let out a shy smile, rubbing my arm with eyes on the floor. “Thanks”.Ria is ripping her hair out and gritting her teeth furiously. “I totally had the win secure! If you hadn’t pulled that secret move- Sheryl!”“Don’t sulk on that, Ria. It was only practice, you’re just as good as I am” I tusk and look away in time before she lasers me with her eyes.“Heather!” I chuckle, now looking to Silver who’s quietly walking beside me and looking to have something he wants to say to me. So I use my shoulder to nudge him a little.His attention drops onto me instantly, giving me the chill feels he knew I was going to do that.“You want to say something? Butter me up?” He chuckles at my silly question. “You’ve got a pretty agile wolf, quite rowdy but more focused than you are”.My face flare

“Sweetie tell me what’s wrong…are you hurt? You don’t like it there?” The worry in her voice makes me cry more, badly in need of her right here with me.“Mom…I hurt…” My voice breaks at the memory but I push on, “…I hurt my friend…it wasn’t intentional- b-but… he’s not letting me apologize…. I think he hates me now”.The sobs explode from my lips and I find myself allowing it to control me as I cry freely, forcing the hurt out of my heaving chest.“Baby please don’t cry…it’s not your fault, he just didn’t perceive you correctly. It’s not wrong to make mistakes but it is when you don’t try to fix it. I’m sure he just needs time… he’ll come around and you-“Who the hell is that bastard?! Making my little princess cry! Harlow we’re leaving right now”. Oh no…if they