Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha Syd: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Chapter 11: Our Run Silas Once dinner is done, I rush us out of the packhouse and to the tree line. No one tried to stop us. It’s dusk, and the late summer air has a coolness to it as the breeze passes. I’m standing downwind of Sydney, and I’m met with bright notes of currents and spicy cinnamon every time a gust comes by. Her curls are tousled, and I want to reach over and tuck them behind her ear. “You’re staring again.” This shy coyness of hers is only for me. “I can’t help it. I think you are amazing. Come on, let’s shift. I want to show you something.” Bram has been eager to meet Sydney’s wolf. She ducks behind a tree to undress; I crane my neck, trying to sneak a little peek, but she picked a big tree. I strip and shift. I’m met with a beautiful red wolf with amber eyes when I step out. “That’s why we couldn’t tell if her wolf was surfacing; they have the same eyes. I’ve never seen that before.” I am in amazement at her wolf. As big as an Alpha male and her copper-hued fur

Chapter 12: Left Unsaid Silas I want to make her smile again. “I don’t know. You seem to know how to kiss pretty well.” There is my sweet mate shying away, hiding her blush from my gaze. “Shut up; we have to get going.” Her hair is over her shoulder, exposing the back of her neck, and it’s turning a lovely shade of red. There’s an innocence about her when it comes to her and me. It just makes me want to tease her more. Her reactions are so cute. I hope that never goes away. “They are all ours. Thora is beautiful and powerful, the perfect Alpha female, and she’s only mine.” Bram was pining for his mate, and so was I. This whole day was a storm, and I just wanted to relax and spend time with her. “I couldn’t agree more. I don’t mind walking behind her. Look at that ass and those legs. So perfect I want to sink my teeth into them.” It was a perfect view. She might find all her pants cut into shorts

Chapter 14: Our Fight Continues Silas   “What?” I seemed to already in one day have the affinity to piss Sydney off and not even know how. “You know what! Don’t play dumb! I wasn’t done talking about the rogue attack and the letter.” Even when she’s mad, she’s cute. “We should get some sleep. It’s been a long day, and we haven’t even had the time to get to know each other.” I lean on the desk and look deep into her eyes. For a split second, they looked like they got brighter. It must be her wolf pushing forward. “It doesn’t matter I wasn’t done, and you don’t get to dismiss my meetings. It doesn’t matter if we are mates or not.” I see that lighter amber flash again. She must be fighting with her wolf as well. I know Alphas are stubborn, but she was on another level. “Nothing is going to be resolved tonight anyway. Everyone is tired, and the portal is in the hospital anyway. You need sleep.” I lean d

Chapter 16: Good Morning Sydney The early fall sun breaks through the curtains and hits my eyes. I bury my face into my pillow. My senses are filled with the warm, calming scent of sandalwood and lavender. I pull my pillow closer, and it's so heavy. Wait, did my pillow move? I slowly open my eyes and find myself lying on a firm chest with arms wrapped around me. I look up, and I'm pulled into the deepest eyes smiling back at me. A stray curl is brushed from my cheek, and I realize this is not a dream. I freeze, the heat starts to build in my cheeks, but I can't look away from his profound gaze. "Good morning, beautiful," Silas cranes his neck to plant a kiss on my forehead. Will all my mornings be like this? Do I deserve this luxury? I feel Silas' hand run up my thigh and skim the bottom of my butt, and I remember I didn't put pants on last night. I jolt up and look down, letting my bed head curls cascade down

Chapter 18: Try Outs Sydney It's only 10 AM, and I'm already exhausted. I don't know how much more of this weird tension between us I can take, add in all the training and pack work, and I'm fried; at least I can work out some of this frustration on the practice field. I quickly change into my standard training attire, sports shorts, and a sports bra. It's easy to move around in, and there's not a bunch of extra fabric for someone to grab and use as leverage. I step out of the female locker room, and Silas is waiting for me, leaning against the wall. I stop in my tracks, and I don't know if I'm excited or upset at the sight I see in front of me. Silas is shirtless only in shorts. Silas looks me up and down as I do him. He grunts out, "That's all you're wearing?" My arms fold across my chest, and my eyebrow raises, "I could say the same to you!" "Fine, but I don't like it." He huffs. I ro