All Chapters of Alpha’s Obsession : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Martin Her hand on my cock felt good. I could tell from her face that seeing me restrained was the only twisted fantasy she ever had and it was turning into a reality. If it wasn't for that fuck melding with my body after I killed him, I wouldn't be chained to this wall and things would've been a lot more different. A war had been raging inside my head for months and I couldn't figure what was the problem until today night. My memories had been weak. There were only a few things I remembered and the rest all was a blur. It seemed to me that I slept a lot or was dreaming half of the day when the reality was entirely different. There were nights where I woke up with blood in my hands, in my lounge, with the TV on and a fucking animal documentary going on. Who the fuck even saw documentaries? Not me. I hated watching anything, let alone animals being rescued and all that good shit that itched the wild part of me. The days got blurry and the nights got confusing. There wasn't a sing

Clara When I was chaining Baldassarre back to the wall, I noticed that he didn't break through the chains and instead, someone released him. "Did you do this?" ! questioned Isreal, the only one who could've done this. "He was playing with my mind so I released him and we fought." He pouted while explaining himself. "Good job, Isreal!" I clapped for him. "Such a good thing you've done." I rolled my eyes and shifted my attention back to the chains. If it weren't for Isreal, I would've slept a couple of hours more and my nose would be still there, not broken. "I'm sorry, Clara." "Just forget it," I got up from the ground and walked outside the cell to lock it up. "You have created enough mess for one day. Do you know how wrong this could've been? Literally, everyone in this house could be dead if Baldassarre left this basement." I shouted at him and scurried away from me. "I told you, I'm sorry." He ran out like a little child that couldn't bear to hear me while cleaning the blood

It was a chaotic scene. I left as I immediately as l could as something didn't feel right in my stomach. It was either the hunger crawling up to me or the sushi's I had two days ago. The men created a chaos, as expected. Confused faces fell out. The brothers looked at each other before looking at their Father-Aston D’Angelo as I presumed. Martin ran his fingers through his pitch-black hair before letting out a silent curse at the man he had just seen on his doorstep. I decided it was the best to leave, to take a break inside the washroom. No one here was going to let me leave the house. I had no other option than to stay and wait for the new bought terror upon us to go before my issues could be sorted out. Last I remembered, Aston D’Angelo was dead, killed by his own son. How sweet. I marched away from the hall without anyone noticing me as everyone was absorbed with their own tensions. Reaching my room, I noticed it had been sorted out and cleaned a little. It could've been Peace,

Clara I was tired. I was tired of the constant arguments, the fighting, the blood shed and the toxicity of our world. It seemed like it was never ending, like a broken rollercoaster that never stopped spinning. Maybe it was the symptoms of pregnancy but for once, I didn't want to fight and just wanted to rest and be in peace. After I convinced Martin, he left to speak with his Father alone, without anyone else's presence. Isreal went out, taking care of the council that had been bugging him and I sent Peace back to Queens to handle my pack matters. I still hadn't appointed a Beta but I knew who l wanted to give the title too-my own courageous Brother who had done nothing but helped me since the second we reconnected. I loved him with all of my heart but I was a little unsure to whether I wanted to put him in danger by choosing him as a Beta. It came with risks. When Martin returned to our room, I asked, "So, how did it go? What did he say?" I wanted him to make peace with Ast

"I don't understand," I whimpered while my hands were tightened into fists. I had mixed feelings surging through me-anger and sadness. "Why didn't anyone tell me Peace was missing? And what do they even want from him?" I turned to Ivano while the ache in my heart began. "It has to do something with Baldassarre killing their Alpha and trust me, no one could have known. We all assumed your little brother would be taking a nap at Queens as of now." He clicked his eyes to the clock set on the dashboard of his car. I thought the same but blamed myself for everything that had happened to Peace. It was my fault for calling him here and sending him back without any protection while knowing he was still a child. He was barely eighteen. Fuck. "Can you please drive quicker?" | pleaded while sniffing. I left my car back after knowing I couldn't drive with this worry running in my head. It would've taken less than a second for me to crash into someone and while that wouldn't injure me at all, i