All Chapters of Alpha’s Obsession : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Martin’s POVA couple months laterI was here again, at the redwood family tomb where the Aries Brother's had been buried, their fates sealed forever. I was finally able to get the key from Clara, she was persistent, a woman I had contacted with after centuries of living alone with the Brother's. It was hard, blending in with the real world, the twentieth century but it wasn't like it was the first time I had done this.Last time, it was someone among the royals, in the eighteenth century. It was much more easier then but I came around, settling in this world, in this body, in Martin.The northern sun bought a ray of sunshine above me, the heat tore through the heavy clouds and casted on the grounds nearby the family tomb. At my command, Willy stopped the car a distance away from the tomb and I walked out."Don't follow me." I said, pushing my hands inside the pocket and getting a good view of the tomb that was going to be opened by me. After months of trying hard, I finally came arou

"You drive me crazy, mi amor." The man on the Spanish telenovela said to the woman five seconds before he slashed her throat with a blade and ended her life. After seeing all the fake, gummy blood oozing out, I pressed on the remote and switched off the TV. Peace walked in from the corner and saw me frustrated and shaking with anger. "Someone's not having a good morning." He hopped down beside me with a bundle of papers in his hand. "Don't even get me started." I rolled my eyes and took a couple of papers from him. "Are these all the names?" "Yes, all of them-2940 wolves under your ruling, all settled in Queens. Isreal should return in a week or so from his backpacking and killing trip. I just got off call with him, he asked to prepare the lawyers and the papers."Peace explained. I scurried through the names. They were so many wolves, all those had been turned into rogues as their Alphas were killed. There wasn't much description on the papers, just their name, residence, age, fam

Did he not hear me? I pressed my tongue against the roof of my mouth and then clicked it in the silence. He stared at me like it was the most absurd thing I had ever said in my life. Couldn't he see it? It didn't take me long to realize that his stamina was down the drain after the honeymoon phase came to an end. "You know what I'm talking about. Maybe we should consider a sex therapist or something." I said, slowly, not wanting to be rude but it did come out as rude, definitely. I didn't know how else to put this out. "Do you know who you're talking too?" Oh no. Here came the man of the day. "Martin-I don't want to want to hurt your ego-" He didn't give me a chance to complete before taking my hand off his chest and holding my wrist. "Don't even." "Martin." My lips turned into a pout when I found him mad. I really didn't want to hurt him but rather just inform him that he wasn't doing good in bed. It wasn't a big deal, maybe but I still wanted to know the reason behind the

My eyes slipped open when I heard the rambling and scrambling of someone inside the room. Yawning, I pulled aside the pillow on my face and found Martin speaking to someone on the phone. He was yelling at whoever was on the other end. We fell asleep after cleaning ourselves and it was a beautiful night, at least for me. "What's wrong?" I asked as he quieted down. He raised a finger at me, his brows closing together as fury spread across your face. "This is all your fault!" He shouted at me, with a tone I never heard before. "What made you think I wanted to be here with you? God." Once he was done with fucking the sleep out of me, he stormed outside to the balcony and started speaking in another language-a language I couldn't even know he could talk in. I was still frozen on the bed, trying to take in his words. Did he just say that? He stood outside, under the sun and rambled on the phone, probably cursing. He could yell at anyone anytime but mighty, he couldn't yell at me. I g

Upon hearing the voice of the strange man inside the basement, I turned around. Peace grabbed my arm and when I peered at him, he motioned me to leave. I could tell he was nervous but if there was a living man inside Martin’s basement then I needed to know who he was before he was dead meat.lived in the same house, for months now. I needed to know."We shouldn't do this," Peace argued as pulled me away."Why not?" I whispered. "There is someone here.""Martin is going to know—""Martin will know everything. I don't care." I snapped, my voice darker than usual. I crept my way further into the basement, finding two empty cells before I reached the source of the screams I had heard just second ago.A sudden panic grasped me. I gasped at the state of the man who was still alive while his entire face was covered in blood-possibly his own. There was a cloth around his mouth but he forced it away when he saw me."Please, help me!" He begged, tearing up. "I need to get out of here or he's go