All Chapters of Alpha's Girl : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ALEXISI am furious—completely and absolutely livid. You would think I would be used to it by now, but somehow, I manage to get angry and hurt every time.I saunter toward the bar in the dinner hall we currently are and flash a strained smile at the middle-aged bartender who has become my only friend in this little palace in a corner of the world, he is the same person who works the bar on the ground floor which I have found myself frequenting more than usual.He walks over to my side, smiles, but pauses when he sees my face."Eve again?" Eve is my co-worker at FunDeets, a fin-tech company which creates programs and applications that help other companies monitor their financial growth and indices. She is a sales representative just like me but she is nothing like me! We came for a conference together in an exotic resort on one of the cut off islands just off the west coast. The conference is one with a bunch of financial moguls and an award ceremony at the end of it. In the last few

EVEI hurried up and concluded my task in the office so I can go to the lingerie store to get something sexy for myself, I was feeling a bit stiff, so I decided to visit the bathroom and freshen up a bit.As I walked to the bathroom, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My hair was a bit messy, but I didn't care. I was feeling too good to worry about it. I combed my hair and splashed some cold water on my face, feeling the water droplets run down my cheeks.The lingerie store was only a few blocks away, so I decided to walk. As I walked, I could feel the sun on my skin, and the breeze in my hair. It was such a beautiful day. When I got to the store, I took a deep breath and walked inside.The store was filled with rows and rows of beautiful lingerie, from lacy bras to silky panties. I walked up and down the aisles, admiring the different colors and styles. I picked up a few things to try on, feeling the fabrics against my skin. I was in lingerie heaven.As I browse through the

MAX’S POV I woke up with my mind heavy. This has become quite the usual for me every since that strange night with the strange lady. I can’t stop thinking about her. Coupled with this great puzzle was the fishy amnesia I had about the events of the night. Who would dare to use Midnight Loom on me? Then there was May. May was beautiful, smart, averagely intelligent but frankly speaking boring. It took me a while to even touch her and even then, it was uninteresting and uneventful. I felt sympathy towards her and I really wanted to let her go but she was my Chosen Mate and my pack wouldn’t let me off the hook again this time without being with someone. I sat up from my bed and buried my head in my hands. My mind wandered to that strange event over a month ago as I tried to piece together my memories. I remember clearly going to the venue of the party, meeting up with Luke and then drinking from the glass Penelope handed to me and then waking up naked in my hotel room. Then my room had

I woke the next morning to my alarm clock blaring and my head pounding like someone was hammering down my temples. Hannah was glaring down at me, fully dressed with my arms crossed. I stared around a few minutes, a bit disoriented. I tried to open my mouth to speak but I felt weak to my bones. I tried to speak again and instead began to cough. I sat up quickly still coughing. Hannah went away and reappeared with a glass of water which she handed to me. She sat beside me and patted my back as I drank the water. I emptied the cup in my stomach surprised at how thirsty I was. I wiped my brow and my hands were slick with sweat. I stared at my clothes a bit confused, the air condition was on yet I was sweating.Hannah cleared her throat. She had a serious look on her face, the kind she always assumed when she wanted to say something she felt I might not like. “You have to see a doctor Lexi and you’re calling in sick at work today.”I said, “No, I have tons of things to do at the office.

Alexis POVI had grown up in this quaint little house with its tinted windows and charming seclusion. The next house was about ten minutes away. The interior of the house was pretty much the same even after all these years, a plush center rug for the table in the middle of the living room, a beautiful fire place, a dinning area, a couple of sofas, and a door that led to the kitchen. There were still the small marks I’d left on the white walls using my crayons all those many years ago. I couldn’t help but smile at the marks. The living room was still decorated with a large dose of my pictures. There was a wall filled with pictures that chronicled my growth from being a baby up until a few months back, the picture I’d taken at my company’s Christmas party last December. Mum had the picture printed and frame and she’d hung it on her collection of memories with me and of me. There was the picture I’d taken when I was eight with Mum. It was still my favourite picture ever. Mum had hugged