ELLE POV Theo was supposed to meet me this morning to tell me about his night with Damon, Matt, and Andrew, but he was a no-show; in fact, they all were. I tried calling, texting, and mindlinking him with no response. When school ends, I am beyond pissed; something happened last night that's the only explanation for Theo not talking to me all day. The slow build of anger and annoyance skyrocketed when I saw Theo across the field laughing at whatever Victor was telling him. Not thinking, I beeline for him, my anger evident to the other students as they part like the Red Sea. I swear he gulps subtly in fear when he sees me barreling toward him. Even Victor beside him looks terrified as he slowly tries to inch himself away from my intended target, not wanting to get caught in the crosshairs. "What the hell, Theo?" I yell, throwing my hands in the air, "you couldn't call me back?" The guilty look on his face and how he keeps shifting his eyes to look behind, desperately pleading for

Hello faithful readers, After discussing with my editor about my story"The Possessive Alpha," I have decided to make some changes to this story's prologue. I will be eliminating the first prologue chapter and will be changing the POV of the second prologue to Elle's POV. I will also make some small edits (mainly grammar and name continuity) throughout the chapters to ensure the story flows nicely and that there are no major plot holes. I will continue to update chapters as I make these changes as well. This is my first attempt at writing a web novel, and there are still a lot of learning curves to this new adventure. So thank you for your continued support as I stumble along and the patience to go back and read what changes I have made in hopes that the story flows better. Lastly, next week I hope to reveal my *OFFICIAL* cover art for "The Possessive Alpha" and finally break away from the generic cover provided by GoodNovel. A lot of changes are coming to this story- and hopeful

ELLE POV As soon as the girls cross the threshold, Taylor starts squealing like a wild banshee while jumping around, her excitement radiating to the others. "GIRRRRRRRRRRRL! SPILL!" she gushes, "The room REEKS of him! Did you guys....?" She continues, a suggestive look on her face while she makes obscene gestures causing Emma and Charity to giggle. "No..." I say, but I can feel the blush taking over my body; they know something happened in this room. Damon's scent compliments mine and smells like home when mixed. I liked having him here, but if I can't, I'll sleep better with his scent on my sheets when I get home. "But stuff did happen, right?" Taylor asked, a hopeful look on her face while her twin Emma chimed in sarcastically, "because it smells like something happened here." Which only makes Charity laugh harder. Damn twins and their quick wit. "Look, what did or didn't happen in my room is between Damon and me. But if we did anything, it was categorically the best experien

DAMON POV "Dude, what took so long?" Matt asks when I finally get out to the Bronco, throwing my bag into the trunk. "We were supposed to leave fifteen minutes ago," he complains, leave it to the Gamma to be a stickler for punctuality. I hate how much we fit into the stereotypes of ranked wolves, but what can I do about it? "Mom," I mutter, a little grumpy that I keep lying to her. "Oh, shit," Andrew includes, knowing it's impossible to get anything by her. "what'd you tell her?" He asked to ensure we got our story straight in case the parents asked each other. Those are some of the scariest she-wolves any of us had ever met. We might be future leaders, but we are terrified of our mothers. Climbing into the front seat, I relax into the leather; hitting the round start button and grabbing the gear shift, I throw it to drive, roaring down the drive lined with maple trees. "What did you tell your mom?" Andrew asks once we get halfway down the drive, clearly freaking out. I can hear

ELLE POV As we ascend the carpeted steps to the upper levels of the theater, the pounding in my head is unrelenting as I feel eyes watching me from all over the room, as if I am the prey in the forest being hunted by a pack of wolves. The scent of other wolves is heavy in the theater, but since the Diamond Claw pack owns the place, most in the community would venture here, making it a safer option. The higher we walk, the more it feels like a claw is being dragged along my brain, causing me to wince and lean into Theo for support by wrapping my arm in his. The ropes of a mindlink tug at my brain, allowing them to take root. I hear Theo's voice clearly through the link, 'Are you okay?' 'Yes,' I reply tersely, my jaw tight and my teeth clenched, 'does the energy feel weird in here to you?' I ask Theo. My eyes strayed around the room to find the culprits, and the number of men caught staring at me, the look in their eyes causing my skin to crawl with revulsion. 'Since the minute we w