All Chapters of My True Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I'm terrified as the burly looking man towers over my mate. I'm terrified and I don't know what to do. I don't know how to save him. But I know I must save him.Then, it feels like something different stirs within me. All of the pain I’ve felt since Rafael challenged the alpha bubbles within me. All the fights. All the sadness. They add up into a hurricane slowly building.My fear floods through my bloodstream. And I'm tired of being afraid. I'm tired of not knowing if my mate will die. I'm tired and I want to do anything I can to destroy these people.I look around me for anything I can use it as a distraction. I can't just run into this fight with my wolf skills. They are also wolves, and they can destroy me. There are too many of them. I can’t take them all on myself. I have to have more weapons. I have to figure out what to do soon.There are vendors all around the area. This is a busy part of town. There are lots of options. So, I take stock of all of them and try to figure

I can't say that I'm not a little bit surprised by Brian’s questions. Sure, I was shocked by what I did. But I figured I'd be the only person who was surprised by it.Throughout my life, I've never thought of myself as particularly special. I'm just myself. I'm just another member of the pack. I know I have my unique skills and personality traits, but I never thought I stood out so much. Brian is making me think I am special though. And I guess it's just the fact that we're mates. Mates are supposed to make each other feel special. That's what we were built for. That's what we were born for. We were made for each other, so it makes sense. Still, it's rather nicer than I expected.“It can't be that much different than anyone else,” I say. “Maybe lots of people just learn how to use swords quickly. Maybe in the heat of the moment, you have to.“I've heard about people who can move cars with their adrenaline if someone they love is stuck underneath one. Maybe it was just the push of

Dinner with Brian's family goes amazingly well. It feels like we were all meant to fit in together. And they all welcome me in like they would another family member. I can't believe how perfect it is. I can't believe how perfectly my mate fits with me.Shortly after dinner, Molly comes to join us. The family welcomes her in too, like they know her very well. And something about her strikes a chord of jealousy within me. There's something about the way she interacts with the family and with Brian that makes her feel like competition.I try to shove that to the back of my mind though. I don't want to be a jealous mate. I don't want to come in and mess up whatever Brian has going on here. So, I try to get to know Molly in a nice and respectful way. I try to be as kind as I can to her as I can be. We talk about life and the kind of things I just can’t talk about with guys. I get to know Brian’s friend and I start to see why he likes her.“We seem to be getting along well together,” Mo

I have to admit that Brian’s admission that he's killed people does shock me. I never thought my mate would be a killer. I don't like that he's done such awful things.Sure, I have also killed people. But I didn't kill people because someone hired me to kill them. I killed people because I needed to. And I hated the feeling of killing peopleEven though the people I killed were people I had to kill to defend myself, I hated how it felt to kill them. I hated taking a life. I hated the feeling of their blood against me. It was one of the most awful things I've ever done. And I take each life that I've had to steal seriously.“Is that what you're going to do next?” I ask. “Are you planning on killing more people? Is that what you're off to do?”There's a lot riding on this. If he says he's going to go off and murder more people, then there's no way I can be with him. I can't accept that. But if he's changed, I'm not too sure what I’ll do. I don't know how I feel about all of this, b

I wait anxiously for Samantha to get back. I can't help but worry about what she'll say. I'm not even sure what I want her to say. Could someone like her really want to be with someone like me?It's too unbelievable to even fathom. But she listened to me. She didn't run away. She listened to me and it seemed like she was willing to give me a chance. So, will she give me a chance? Will she still want to be my mate after everything I’ve done?My fate rests on her. If she doesn't want me here, then I'll leave. There's nothing more to say than that. I'm not going to stay here and bother her if she doesn't want me here.But if by some miracle she does want me here, then I'll stay. Of course, I'll stay. I couldn't leave her. Especially not if she wants me here.I pace around my room, too stressed to go downstairs and have conversation. I think about the money I have saved up. After my mate died, I moved back in with my family to heal. Now, I have enough money that I could get a new h