All Chapters of WANTED BY THE ALPHA BROTHERS: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Selena's POV I almost felt my wolf scurrying away from my body, I looked around and realized Ana wasn't standing beside me again. Then I remembered stupidly that she had left to get back her purse.she faintly told me she had forgotten something in one of the stalls and wanted to rush back and get it before the stall closes, again she refused me tagging along with her, claiming she didn't want to stress me. I looked at the man who had just tapped my shoulders, his hands were rough and felt unkempt, his eyes looked weary and like some sorry empty void with nowhere to go. His clothes were basically rags with a lot of holes in them. I felt my heart hanging in silence as all I could do or say felt sympathetic."I am sorry ma'am," he muttered, his voice sounding a bit husky and he had this unfriendly demeanor to his face, but I could only imagine.He must have been through a lot to be in this current situation and there was nothing friendly about it."It's not a problem," I replied with

ZANDER'S POVAs much as I try to keep a low profile, people really get on my nerves with stupid shit they do… like planning to kidnap my mate and use her as a sex slave and pack healer, for example. My 'curse' was more of a blessing than a curse. But nobody would like to admit that behind my back.Shadow Cove pack, a pack of rogues that I didn't see fit to even wipe the dust off my boots, a good for nothing pack that should have remained humble and insignificant, dared to desire my mate and for that, they will pay with their blood and pound of flesh.It's time I teach them a lesson for desiring what's mine.I planned for now to keep a low profile and just actively stalk her till I was ready to face her again, to face my brother again, to go on a rampage and devour some souls. But people are just so annoying, sometimes, most times fucking predictable.When I saw him approaching her, I could tell immediately that he was of no good, and then I spotted the red glow in his eyes.I don't

ZANDER'S POV The memories come flooding back to me, each one more distorted than the last.The goddess must hate me to have cursed me so. I didn't choose to be the strongest werewolf of my time, I didn't ask to be born a monster, yet that was exactly what I was. What I took pleasure in doing.Zander Morgenstein, destroyer of packs, chaos bringer, savage beast, ruthless monster. Memories of a time when my world was turned upside down plagued me as I crumpled to the ground. When the beast within me took control and everything I loved was ripped away.The death of my mother had been a rude awakening. I remember holding my mother's face in my hands, feeling the warmth of her skin as she took her last breath. I remember the sound of her voice, so gentle and kind, telling me not to cry as I held her close. That was the first time I realized that I had gone too far. That I needed help. I needed to gain control of myself or risk losing myself in the process. When the beast takes over, gone

TRISTAN’S POVI stared into eyes that were mirror images of my own hate and rage and tried to control the fear bubbling in my throat."Z- Zan–" my voice came out croaked, fucking terrified.A slow, wicked grin stretched Zander's blood red lips. Cruel hate and malice darkened his jade green eyes. The scar I had given him when we were still kids glowed silver in the dark.There he was, sitting aloof, right across from me, barely restrained rage in his eyes and twirling the poisoned dagger I had given that incompetent fool; Timothy, to murder my brother."I got your message, brother." Zander drawled, a lazy grin on his lips. "Truly, I didn't think you would stoop so low as to try to slay your own brother in his sleep… but yet again, you've always been full of disappointment," he inclined his head, a mocking gaze in his eyes, "haven't you?"My hands fisted in rage even as my heart pounded with fear.Disappointment. Disappointment. Disappointment."You disappointed me, son," my father had

Selena’s POV "I can't believe what you're doing, Miss Selena," Ana beamed at me as we packaged the leftover food in cheap plastic plates. "The people will be very happy."I couldn't help the bubble of warmth and satisfaction that exploded in my stomach. We had managed asked the Chef yesterday if the kitchen had any leftovers so that we could feed the hungry in the pack, and Alfonso, (Alfie like I like to call him) had been happy to help.As a father of four struggling werewolves and the grandfather to sixteen pups, he knew how hard life was for those that weren't part of the elite or working in the alpha's mansion. It's all thanks to him that we could pull this off. He had left quite a bit of leftover and I knew that it would go a long way in feeding the hungry that usually gathered around the market.I puffed out a breath, finally done with packing this batch of food and looked around the state of the art kitchen, appreciating it for the first time."On a serious note, I can't bel