Alpha Lance's Hybrid Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Ariel. Why is he pretending though? Maybe the mate bond is a bitch after all. Heavy footsteps disappear to the bathroom and I sigh in relief. I have no idea how I am going to live with this wolf in the same room without us fighting our brains out. The water starts running and my evil wolf starts sending me inappropriate images of him, and I block her right away. She's always snooping when Lance is around. Why can't she just remain locked? Jeez, I understand the mark makes the pull unbearable but what will the male think when he smells my arousal? I am really not in the mood for another insult. So I will my brain to shut down and it proves to be harder than anticipated because when he comes out from the bathroom, I'm not asleep yet. Everything in me is disoriented. My heart is thumping faster against my chest and I am shit scared. At the same time, I am eagerly waiting to see what he'll do. Crazy. Will you believe me if I say I have never shared a bed with a man before? Right.

Ariel "You are hurt." Lance's voice breaks my state of shock as he crouches beside me, inspecting my whole body before his eyes land on the scrunched paper on the floor. I watch him quietly as he unfolds the paper and his face immediately turns sour at the content. Lance growls and aggressively punches the tree next to him and it breaks instantly. Impressive, right? "You're mine" his glowing eyes snap to mine as if he just realised I was here. His body is shaking, and dark fur starts to replace his skin as his breath comes out heavily. "No one is taking you from me," he snarls, punching the next tree, and it suffers the same effect. Lance's knuckles are bleeding but he ignores them and goes for the next tree. Is he going to break all the trees? Maybe he and his wolf are totally different. This must be his wolf being angry for that threat. Unless he is the biggest pretender. "That's enough, Lance," I stand up and quickly grab his bleeding hand that is already lifted to punch a

Ariel I lead Mirabel to my special place, the huge stone around the river and sit on it while she remains standing but faces me. The beautiful woman doesn't want to get her white dress dirty. "I have looked everywhere for you, I could feel you close but I didn't realise you were the hybrid mated to the alpha who everyone is talking about," She says looking at me with tender eyes. I'm sure they say all the horrible things about me. Glad I haven't heard about any of them. "How are you my mother?" I wonder lifting my gaze to her The woman sighs and decides to sit down beside me, " My father was the alpha of red moons and I was mated to his beta's son when I turned eighteen" She starts and I listen carefully. "During one of the pack runs, my mate was found mysteriously dead in the woods. His body was intact with no sign of him being attacked or any injuries" she sighs blinking away tears "I decided to investigate for myself because everyone just forgot about him, and that's how I

Alpha Lance I stare into the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen and find it hard to look away. They hold doubt and sadness which I know I caused. If I could change everything and meet her again, I wouldn't treat her like I did. I regret it every single day. I didn't mean every hurtful word I said to her. I can't compare her to any bitch I have fucked because she's special. In my entire existence, I kept losing everything that mattered to me. I thought I will lose her too and decided she would be better off without me. Only that I was lying to myself. It's me who can't stay away. Especially seeing how the unmated male wolves in my pack keep sending glances in her direction. Also, I always thought I didn't have a mate, and I was okay with that because I knew I was not capable of loving anyone. People call me all kinds of names for a reason. My heart holds no other emotion than hate. I don't know why, but everything around me and life itself disgusts me. That's why I don't

Lance. I push the door to my room using my foot and switch on the lights before walking to my bed. Laying her on the bed covers, I contemplate whether to change her because the clothes she's wearing right now looks uncomfortable to sleep in. I will just get her my shirt. I have never changed a woman before and I hope she won't get mad when she wakes up in different clothes. Goddess, I am sure I'm the last person she wants to see her naked. I take one of my grey t-shirts which I know will cover most of her body and walk out of the closet. Lifting her upper body up, I gently pull out the top through her neck and she groans in protest. She's likely feeling disturbed. Aria has a black lacy bra on and I admire everything about her. Her breasts are medium and pointed unlike what I have been seeing. If only I knew, I would have considered waiting. To think she has never been touched by any other man just makes her more special. I grab the waistband of her shorts and drag them down.