Semua Bab Alpha Brax. Double Trouble at The Blood Rock Pack: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Isaac’s pov “So then, I told the whole fucking room I loved rubbing off on Mila, and they were all so disgusted. It was fucking hilarious. I mean, seriously, I wish you were there, man. Even Grandpa couldn’t handle it. I mean, it was his own fucking fault. He’s too damn serious sometimes.” Argo said over the phone. “Okay, that’s great. But what did you actually discuss?” I asked my cousin. “Nothing really. Just ways to make sure we’re protected, and maybe some counter-propaganda bullshit. I don’t fucking know. O, but do you know what I do know?” “No… I don’t.” Goddess, I loved Argo, but he never got to the point! “They want you to be their fucking beta. Grandma and Grandpa! They’re going to ask you soon. You, the fucking beta of the Winter Bone motherfucking pack.” That were more fucks than usual, so he must be really excited. The Beta… It’s what I want, but Emmy... “Even though you’re fucking silent, I know what you’re thinking. Your thoughts are fucking loud. You’re probably

Isaac’s pov Grandma Lily, Grandpa Os, and Aunt Kyra all stood in front of us, smiling happily. But it were Grandma’s tears that made Emmy worried. It had been an adjustment getting used to her emotions. I knew Emmy was hiding a lot, but I had no idea how much. It wasn’t always easy not to pity my mate, when I could feel what she was going through on a day-to-day basis. But I knew that pity wouldn’t fix anything. Emmy needed to feel her emotions instead of pushing them down. And now I could share those emotions with her. Help guide her through them as best I can. While I was raised in a happy family and had been taught how to handle my feelings in a healthy manner, it didn’t mean I was familiar with everything Emmy was going through. To be honest, I had not experienced the same hardship she had. So to suddenly feel such immense guilt and sadness was something I had to get used to. I had to make sure her emotions wouldn’t overwhelm me. Because when Em was feeling down, I sometimes f

Hi! I'm busy writing chapter 108, but I'm a bit stuck at the ending and don't want to give you a chapter that's only 1400 words. But... I did rewrite the story I mentioned before and turn it into a billionaire story. That seems to be more popular and could earn me some extra cash during these expensive months. So I was thinking of posting the three chapters I've written, free of course, until I am finished with chapter 108. I haven't applied for anything yet and am unsure if the story will change slightly. The character of Ripley will have some backstory elements that are similar to my own life but exaggerated. And Cas will be an arrogant ass that curses a lot, who will be changed by love and have some secrets that will ruin everything. This is the blurb so far: The arrogant billionaire Cassius Hemming is intrigued by the single mother, Ripley. Not only does she have no interest in him, while most women throw themselves at his feet, she actually shows distaste when talking t

Ripley’s pov Dropping the girls off at daycare went surprisingly better than suspected. Maybe it was all the toys, or maybe they weren’t fully awake yet. I know, I am not. This job starts early, and I could barely sleep last night. Although this job was good news—a chance at a new start for me and the girls—I was still really nervous. All night, I prepared for every possibility in my head. It was something that I had always done, but it became worse once I had kids. Every scenario and every thing that could possibly go wrong had entered my mind. I had countless conversations with people that didn’t even exist. Conversations about my girls, my late husband, and my life in general. Things that would probably not even come up. Yet, I had practiced every response to every stupid question I could think of. I yawned behind my hand as I walked towards Allison. I had already gotten dressed in the uniform she had laid out for me. It wasn’t a classic black-and-white uniform like in the mov

Isaac’s pov Life is good. Which is odd considering we’re preparing for war. Even though the threat against my grandfather is real and we’re all terrified of him getting hurt, life is still better than it has ever been. ‘And you feel bad about it?’ Linus asked, already knowing the answer. Yes, I do feel bad. But I have never been happier. I have a job I love, a pack where I can prove myself as my own man instead of my mothers’ son. But most importantly, I have a mate who loves me just as much as I love her. Emmy loves touching me now. We have sex a lot. Perhaps to catch up, or maybe because Emmy finally realized that what was done to her before she met me wasn’t sex. Or maybe she’s trying to distract herself from the pending doom. ‘Or she’s happy too.’ Linus suggested. She did look happy. Every chance I got, I checked in on my mate. Not because I was worried, which I was too, but more because I loved seeing Emmy in her element. When she was training with my mom or doing well wi