Alpha Brocks Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Keeping my human legs moving as fast as I could, which was faster than most humans by a wide margin. As though death was knocking on my door, my heart pounded. The thought of him coming out of another room with another she-wolf, with what I am sure was sexual pleasure, made me feel sick to my stomach. At the moment, I hate him, but I also find myself extremely attracted to him. The thing about me I hate right now is that I am drawn to a light like a moth to a flame that zaps it to death.My internship would have been crucial to my graduation requirements from the university next year, which is why it sucks. Unfortunately, I will have to beg my father for an internship, which means I'll have to move back home and travel with him to work. I hate doing this; however, Brock Simmons is a threat to my way of life, and I must do what I can to avoid him.I am the daughter of an entrepreneur with an international and statewide chain of hotels that are usually only accessible to the very elite.

I woke up early. I was one of those anal type of people that could go to bed at one a.m. and still wake up when the alarm rings at four a.m. I stayed the night in my old bedroom. I wanted to participate in pack training while I was on pack grounds.Sadly, my mother only had one item on my list that I needed to make it through this meeting with Alpha Brock today. She only had long white gloves. Why I thought she would have a brown-haired wig is beyond me. Nor did she ever buy sunglasses. Wolves don’thave issues with the sun’s glare that humans do. Therefore, there is no need to purchase sunglasses. When I asked my mother for these items, she stared at me like I was crazy and seriously needed a lobotomy.After training, I ran back up to my room and showered. I was in a hurry to get to the mall when they opened at nine a.m. I still needed to make an appearance at the packhouse for the six-a.m. breakfast with the pack, catch up with some old friends. Gossip about who is now mated and not

The smell of sewer permeated the air, choking the very life out of the wildlife around us, as deer and bears would flee, sensing the danger that was approaching. Rogues weren’t just unhappy wolves that left their pack for human pastures, usually they are like a rabid dog that needs to be put down.It isn’t a virus that is easily caught by touch, sex, or even by the air. Usually, some sort of drama happens in the werewolf’s life. Death of a mate, mental illness, letting one’s wolf take over for months and years at a time, losing one’s humanness. Whatever the rogues’ story is, once they hit feral there isn’t really a cure except death.Being fearful that the rogue could smell my brother, I took the spray out of the pouch that I wore around my neck like a necklace.My brother was caught off guard when I started to spray mist all around him.In a mind-link he sounds startled and annoyed. “Hey, this is no time to be misting me with some strange liquid. What is that anyway, Stephi? I will s

Beta Greyson’s Point of View: In spite of repeated requests, my alpha and best friend could not explain why I was babysitting the daughter of Alpha Silverton. *Sidenote the last name of the Alpha and his family are the same as the packs, many generations ago, the first Silverton created this pack* I followed Stephanie to her apartment, watched her leave once she took off the brown-haired wig, gloves, and glasses. She is hot, really hot! She was wearing a wrap around gold dress that fit her curves perfectly, with a v-cut neckline, that showed the tops of her well-endowed cleavage. I was in love.