All Chapters of ALPHA DORIAN: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Eden Monroe."I'm not Alpha Dorian." The voice said. The stranger held me by my shoulder and I regained my memory. I didn't know who it was, it wasn't Dorian so what was it? What in the world does he even mean by Alpha Dorian? I felt scared again, now figuring it was just my imagination and it wasn't Dorian standing behind me. Suddenly, a figure steps out of the shadows. It's a man, dressed in black, with piercing blue eyes and a menacing expression. He looks dangerous, and you can tell that he's not someone you want to mess with.I try to run, but he's too quick. He grabs me by the arm and pulls me back towards him. I struggle to break free, but he's too strong. He leans in close to your face, his hot breath on your skin. I thought I was going to die here. Someone had broken into the Grimaldi's Mansion and I was going to be the scapegoat. The thoughts of me dying made me start shivering, I began to beg the person who I knew was a male to spare my life. "Who are you?" he growls. "

Dorian Grimaldi. I pulled my car over two streets away from Eden's house as she had requested, but I couldn't help feeling a sense of unease. I had noticed Eden's mood had been off since she saw me with Lenora at the mall, but I couldn't put my finger on what exactly was bothering her. Is it Lenora or something else? As I turned to her to speak, she avoided my gaze, and her body language was closed off. "What's wrong, Eden? You seem distant," I probed gently. Eden sighed, her eyes flicking up to meet mine before quickly looking away. "It's nothing," she muttered, twisting a lock of her fiery red hair around her finger. "Just Charles. I don't want him prying into my life." My confusion was palpable as I furrowed my brow, "Charles? What does he have to do with anything that is happening now?" Eden turned to face me, and I couldn't help but take in her features. Despite the tension between us, I found myself admiring the way the sunlight filtered through her red hair, casting a fier

Eden Monroe. I walked into the hospital and approached the receptionist's desk. As I spoke with the nurse, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The sterile white walls, the smell of antiseptic, and the hushed whispers of doctors and nurses all made me feel out of place.After the nurse instructed me to wait, I sat down in the waiting room. As I looked around, I felt like someone was watching me. I turned my head, but no one was there. I shrugged it off and tried to relax, but the feeling persisted.Suddenly, a cold draft swept through the room, causing my hair to stand on end. I felt as though something was trying to reach out to me from beyond the walls. I tried to rationalize it as just my nerves, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched by something or someone. Finally, the nurse called my name, jolting me back to reality. I got up and followed the nurse down a long, dimly lit hallway towards the doctor's office. As I walked, I couldn't help but feel a sen

Eden Monroe. I suddenly woke up, gasping with beads of sweat on my forehead, and sat up on the bed. I had just had a terrifying dream where monsters were about to devour me. To my terror, the creatures in my dream resembled the werewolves I had seen in movies and the experience felt so authentic, the agony felt genuine. I quickly checked my arms for any sign of harm, but thankfully, they were unscathed.Letting out a heavy sigh of disappointment, I brought my hand up to my face and pressed my palm against my forehead. It was all just a figment of my imagination, I thought to myself, reassuringly reminding myself that werewolves were not real. However, little did I know that my assumptions were about to be challenged.As I was about to recline back onto the bed, my eyes wandered around the room and I couldn't help but notice my surroundings. The bed I was on was no ordinary bed; it was a majestic canopy bed adorned with pristine white curtains that blurred everything beyond its confin

Eden Monroe. I found myself in the middle of a dark forest, with no memory of how I got there. I could hear the leaves rustling and the branches creaking, but I couldn't see anything beyond a few feet in front of me. Suddenly, a howl echoed through the trees, making my heart skip a beat. I tried to run, but my legs wouldn't move. I was stuck, like a deer in the headlights.The howling grew louder and closer, until I could see the silhouette of a wolf emerge from the shadows. It was huge, with matted fur and gleaming yellow eyes that seemed to glow in the dark. I tried to scream, but no sound came out. The wolf approached me slowly, its jaws gaping open, revealing sharp, white teeth.I closed my eyes and prayed that it was just a dream. But when I opened them again, I was no longer in the forest. I was in the middle of a deserted city which looked like North Creekville, surrounded by abandoned buildings and broken streetlights. The sky was red, as if on fire, and there was a strange s