Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha's Obsession: His Forced Mate: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

*Lana POV*Matthias’ fist catches me in the side as I growl in frustration, trying to swivel from his onslaught of fists. I catch the smirk on his cocky lips and I lunge for him, grabbing hold of his still outstretched arm. I yank him close. Then pull his shoulder to mine, popping my hip out slightly as I bend over at my waist and yank as hard as possible, launching his body over mine. He lands roughly on the dirt ground before rolling out and giving me a huge grin. “Someone is pulling out all the stops today,” He chuckles. “You punched me,” I scowl, and he gives me a fake pout.“Oh, I’m sorry. Did you want me to treat you like a princess? I heard you were training like a good little girl. Didn’t realize you were expecting special treatment here as well.”“Fucker,” I mutter as I circle around him, trying to keep my angry wolf at bay.She is feisty as shit lately, with nothing and no one to calm her. And I am being punished, or so it feels like. I’m not allowed to spare with her for

“Trauma fucks people up, Lana. Don’t try to reason with why he did it or—” “There has to be a mistake Maddox would never…” “I was the one that found the evidence.” He says, standing tall. “Me. I turned him in for it because I couldn’t stomach the thought of him being near you after learning he raped a girl. Took what he wanted with no regard for the consequences. No wonder he was so quiet all the time. If he had opened his mouth more, maybe we would have picked up on his lies.” None of it makes sense. Maddox raped someone? He killed Jaron… but how could that be possible? The night Jaron supposedly died, Maddox was with me looking at constellations in the sky. We fell asleep on my balcony watching the sunrise. “Maddox was with me the night Jaron died” I try to reason and Kohen laughs dryly. “Who says he didn’t do it before? Or when you fell asleep, and he snuck away?” He shakes his leg from my hold, my hands still outstretched as I try to muddle through the memories Maddox could

I fake a struggle to get him off, allowing him to think he has me. When he loosens his grip, I reach up and grab his jaw with my opposite hand and squeeze until his jaw bones groan and creak, his teeth puncturing my fingers as I glare into his wolf’s eyes. He whimpers, releasing my flesh, but I cling to him, jolting forward as he tries to yank free from my grip. Wolf form is always excellent for fighting, but it’s tiring, exhausting really if you aren’t careful. And just like I had expected, Jariah came in and bite off more than he could chew. Literally. I finally toss him to the side, his wolf stumbling to gain footing before leaping on his hind legs and springing toward me again.I step to the side at the last minute, reaching out and gripping onto the back of his neck as I lift him up with a groan of effort and place my other hand on his fur clad throat. I raise him as high as I can before barreling him back down to the ground, head and back first, the rest of his limp body tumbl

*Maddox POV*I wake with a start. My chest aching from my pounding heart as I sit up straight, looking around my massive empty room. The sun creeps up in the distance, a sliver of its light shimmering through the exposed portion of the window. I fall back with a heavy sigh and run my hand over my face. My scar feels smooth now. Gone are the infections that once plagued it, the pain of it a ghost, but the meaning of it still weighs heavy on me. On my new pack.Julian walks in the door, whistling as he flips on the light and takes a seat on the edge of the bed. I growl and throw him a scowl as he sips on a cup of coffee. My cup of coffee, I’m sure, as he just holds an amused look on his face, watching me intently. “What?” He shrugs and I scoff, throwing the blankets off of me, padding across the cool hardwood floors to the bathroom.“I want to thank you, Alpha, for not sleeping in the nude this time.” He hollers at me as I roll my eyes and start the shower. I peek my head around the d

I stare at the blank email screen, torturing myself more and more, waiting, hoping that maybe Maddox will try to communicate with me. I have no idea what I would say to him now that I know what he is exiled for. As much as I want to believe Michael, trust that he knows his son and that I know Maddox as well as I thought I did, I struggle with it. They had proof, verifiable evidence that he did what he did, otherwise they would not have been able to convict him. Exile is rare enough of a punishment that there is no way they exiled him without cause. So I yet again find myself scouring my emails with him, trying to make sense of it all. Wouldn’t he have made some untoward comments or done something in our past for me to recognize it? Or was I that easy for him to fool?I slam the laptop shut angrily and pull my knees to my chest. I have learned so much from shadowing dad. Hell, even training with Matthias has been eye opening. It’s crazy to think just how unaware I was of everything go