All Chapters of 100 days in the Alpha’s arms. : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

[The beautiful horizon]My fingers hit the strings one more time before I stopped. I raised my face. They cheered me, and it was nice. I felt alive and among. These people notice me. “Thank you so much. Thank you.” I said. My guitar fell from my hand, crashing to the ground. “Oh, I’ll help you with that.” A male voice said. He helped pick up the guitar. “Thank you. You didn’t really have to.” I said. I raised my face. I was sure my heart skipped a beat. My mouth was open. “hi. Rob.” I muttered off my shaking lips staring at him so close to me. “Rob? Wow! I didn’t realize I was this popular.” He said. “I’m sorry, I got to go.” I said trying to rush off, but he held me back by my hand. “wait wait, have we… have we met before?” he asked. “We? No, I don’t think so.” I said like I was in a rush. “wait, now I’m beginning to think I have seen you somewhere before. School?” he asked, holding on to my wrist. “No, no. I swear Rob, we haven’t met before.” I said. “You do realize you h

[Bonded.] It had been six days since I had gone missing. I wondered how my family was doing? I wondered if Rob had even noticed or cared to. Three days ago, all I wanted was to go away from this unknown place and continue my life where I left it, but now? I don’t really know anymore. I see peace here, and so suddenly, these people had been treating me like a princess. I had asked severally, who he was, and why they held me here. Their answers were confusing. I stepped out of the bathtub. Kendra covered my body with the towel. “when can I go home?” I asked.“But this is your home.” She replied. I sighed. “You’ve told me that before, but this isn’t my home.” I said.We moved out of the bathroom. The soothing lotion, was applied on my skin. These people were filthy rich. On my bed were flowers, and notes. He gets me them every morning and evening but wouldn’t come to see me himself. I picked up a flower and sniffed it. It smelled nice. “It’s a silver rose. One of the best we h

Chapter 6[Underneath my dress]Ian stared into my eyes. He was a bit drunk. We both were. As I looked into those beautiful dazzling eyes once more, I was consumed by the most dominant thought in my mind. The world has countless sexy men, but Ian was more than just one of the sexiest beings I had ever set my eyes on. His eyes were mesmerizing and they caught me in a scope. I should let it out and kiss him already. The thought of his lips pressing on mine got me partially aroused. No, I shouldn’t. I still loved Rob. So I told myself even if I wasn’t sure if that were true anymore. My heart stood to oppose this. As I watched him take another sip from the bottle of cheap beer, I gulped at the sight of his lips pulling away from the bottle. How I wished I was the bottle at this moment, I wouldn’t let go of those sweet lips. I couldn’t just watch and fantasize in my head anymore. I took the bottle from Ian and pushed him on the chair, pretty much forcing myself on him while I reached my

Chapter 8[Let go memories]It’s been 24 days since I have been here, away from my friends and family. Today, I remember sweet little Evie. I wonder how she’s doing at the moment. Her cancer was at a critical stage already. Her chances of survival were below five percent. I wanted to be there with her, to be there for her. She was all her father got left.Caleb walked in to announce the Alpha was would be coming to see me in a few minutes. I got out of bed with my rough hair and pale looking face. Ian came in. He noticed my saddened facial expression almost immediately he stepped inside. He seized his eyes and raised his eyebrows like he always does. “Hey, good morning… Alpha.” I greeted. He cleared his throat to speak with an Alpha’s voice. “You don’t look like yourself today, is there a problem?” he asked.I sighed, and nodded. “I don’t know. I can’t help it from within… here.” I said. “not that I could have helped it in anyway. It’s just not fair.” “The world is not fair, nei

Chapter 10 [Touch me o Alpha]It is 21st December, many years ago. I am five years old. Little Jared picks up a box of wrapped early Christmas present. He is so happy, as he smiles running to dad with the box in his hand. Father picked him up and he laughed. It is a happy family for real. He unboxed the present. It was a spray gun. The neighbors must have brought that one in. I picked up one too, and I unwrapped it. It is a tiny guitar without any string at all. I smiled just like my little brother. Dad carried me too. He was strong and muscular, because, at the time, he was hitting the gym every weekend.“Dad?” “What is it sweetie?” Dad asked. He put some cereal in his mouth and chewed it like he does, like a clown. I always find that funny. I laughed. “Come on, what is it?” he asked again, chewing even worst than he did the first time, making me laugh harder and louder.The door bell rang. Dad put us down and went to get it. It was more present. He had ordered for them earlie