Lahat ng Kabanata ng She Belongs To The Alphas : Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Malik gave me a black card, no limit. If I were still at my house, I would check for items that needed fixing and upgrade my shoe and bag collection. But right now, I was tugging my sister along to the boutique to get whatever she wanted. It was worth noting that the former Beth wouldn’t have spent beyond a few dollars. But this Beth knew Malik gave her his card to do with it whatever she wanted. And I would. The smell of new fabric teased our nostrils as we made our way inside. My sister stuck to my side as if afraid to ruin anything. “Are you sure I can take anything I want?” Lynn asked. I rolled my eyes at the suspicion in her voice. Maybe this wasn’t a regular with us, but today was a pick anything you want, day. My sister shook her head when she realized I was serious. “Wow. Have I told you I love you?” Before I could reply, she dashed to another section of the store. I stopped by the window to check the

WAYLENThe man in the floor-length mirror fidgeting with his multicolored tie over a white button-down shirt was laughable. The man in front of that mirror was me. I adjusted the goddamn tie again, holding it against my shirt to decide if it was too long or not. I had attended meetings with CEOs, wealthy humans who held power in the business world, and I wasn’t this nervous. And for what? A fucking wedding. I left the tie as it was and moved to the bathroom to apply more gel to my hair. There was enough in my hair to keep it in check for a year, and it made me icky. My fingers itched to run the detachable showerhead over my scalp to rid it of the mess. Len was present, and he stared back when I looked in the mirror. He didn’t like this. Neither did I. But Beth wanted gentle and sweet. I could try to be that or at least look the part. Malik was on a buzzcut, and I had no intentions of growing my beard as long as his. Hank loved his hair gel. The few times I saw him, his hair was int

“Beth.” “Elizabeth.” “My love, please wait.” They caught up to me faster than I wanted. Someone lifted me off the ground, and my face was buried against a hard chest. I sniffed, noting now the tears drying on my cheek. The smell of Malik’s cologne comforted me. He only let go when I stopped shaking but never let me get far. “My love,” Malik whispered, stroking my cheek with the back of his thumb. I tried to look away, but he cupped my face in his palms. “You are not a slut or whatever stupid name he conjured back there.” “I don’t care about Ian or what he says,” I said. Malik’s lips thinned. He looked like he wanted to say more but was allowing me to speak my mind. Waylen was by his side, deathly silent and fuming. From Malik’s bruised knuckle, I knew he was the one to hit Ian. I’ve always wanted him to lose his cool, but never like this. “I ruined my best friend’s wedding. No drama, but you two brought a truckload of drama.” “We brought drama?” Waylen yelled. He was in my f

MALIK I saw the explosion from afar, and my foot stomped on the brake. I wasn’t sure who was driving. Me or Otis? The sirens grew louder, and the fire trucks became visible as my car neared the restaurant where I dropped Elizabeth hours ago. I held my breath, my movement on autopilot. The firefighters rained water on the source of the explosion. Fuck. The fire resisted for a few seconds but eventually succumbed. Smoke rose to the sky, making my eyes water. I parked a few feet from the accident scene and covered the remaining distance on foot. The indistinguishable scents of rogues welcomed me. I looked around but was too distracted by the small crowd at the entrance to identify the main source. My chest caved, and my breath failed as I tried Elizabeth’s number again. I should have refused. All it took were those fucking puppy eyes of hers. Elizabeth was nowhere to be found in the group helping to handle the mess, and her number wasn’t connecting. Waylen would kill me if so much

Waylen had no excuse for missing my calls or ignoring my texts. Okay, maybe he did. But if he could set aside his ego, we would hash things out. This was new territory for us all, yet he was acting like I brought this on myself. My life was in danger, and there was no time for baseless accusations. I tensed as Malik’s car slowed before the gates of Parker Agency. Hitting the button on my door panel, the window rolled down. I waved at the guard who stopped us from entering. He smiled on recognizing me, stepping back to wave at his colleague. The gate opened, and Malik found a parking spot far behind Waylen’s car. He took my hands before I opened the door. “You don’t have to do this alone, you know?” Malik murmured. The other option was impossible. Waylen would throw us both out of his office the second his eyes landed on Malik. I offered him a small smile and pulled my hands from his grasp. Smoothening his brows to keep my hands from shaking, I rolled my shoulders to show him I g