All Chapters of THE UNLIKELY PAIR: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I could how irritated she was at my words, and smiles inwardly. “In your dreams,” she sneers with a look of disgust. I smile wolfishly at her as I reply, while holding my ringing phone to my ear. “Oh darling you do not want to know what I do with you in my dreams.” I wink. “Ew!” She hissed, making a face, before her expression turned furious. I could see the vein her forehead throbbing, looking ready to combust. She opens her mouth to speak, but I raised one finger halting her words. She glared at me and I looked around making sure no sharp object is within reach. “John, please could you and your boys come pick up my car and my–”I look at her wondering how to address her. Soraya and I grew up together and since our first meeting we have never seen eye to eye. I don’t know for whatever reason the blonde hates my guts. “My friend’s car.” “I am not your friend,” she hissed. I chuckle at her childish behaviour. “Pardon me, my enemy’s car,” I joke into the phone, and earned myself

The waiting to be addressed proved to be a long wait. My body couldn't handle the strain anymore, and so I succumbed to the call of darkness that I had been avoiding since we started on the trek. The last thing I heard before I went under was the mysterious Beta asking the boys what was wrong. Whatever answer they gave him was up for grabs as I got lost in Lala land. The next time I rejoined the living, I saw a strange woman leaning over me, with a stethoscope on my chest and the other end fixed to her ears. Her dark, curly, long hair fell over her face. I blinked several times to adjust to the brightness of the room. I had no idea where I was, and that set off my heart rate, informing the woman, who was obviously a doctor judging by the way she was dressed, that I was awake. "You are awake," she said with a warm smile. She was pretty, and her grey eyes were kind. She didn't pose any threat, which made me relax a little. "Where am I?" I tried to sit up, which proved to be a pain

They were both tall and similar in appearance, except for some subtle differences. One has striking blonde hair that looks like fire, and the other has hair as dark as night. Their build was also different. One is built like a warrior, and the other is delicate like an artist. The blonde was the delicate one, almost looking feminine. He seemed so fragile, like a strong wind would blow him away. His eyes were a beautiful shade of green like the woman holding me in her arms, while the other had piercing brown eyes, much more intense like his father's. They watched me like some exotic animal, and their stare made me self-conscious. I was forced to pull out of their mother's arms and compose myself. I must look a sight with my tears and snotty nose. "You are always beautiful, even if you have a face of snot." "Thanks, Frost. What will I do without your compliments," I muttered sarcastically, wincing at her unflattering visual. "Anyway, is it them?" "You do know it is one mate, right?"

"Mmhmm" The Alpha coughed to get my attention away from the prick. I looked at the Alpha to find his left brow arched at me. He had caught me staring at his sont, who wasn't the only one. My whole face flushed red, but I managed to answer his question. "It is fair," I whispered through my embarrassment. "Glad you think so. We will leave you now to get your rest." One by one, they filed out of the room. The Alpha and his sons were the first to leave. Ass left without looking in my direction. He looked in a hurry to go as if he couldn't wait to escape me. Dustin nodded at me before following his father out. Nyx waited like she had something to say and then spoke when her sons and mate were out of hearing shots. "Don't worry, I won't let them send you away," she promised. I stared into her kind emerald eyes, and all I could see was sincerity. I wondered why she was being kind to me. I was a stranger to her. "Why?" She didn't hesitate to speak. "Because I want to believe that if m

I choked on the food in my mouth at his unexpected presence, which threw me into a coughing fit. A person with a beating heart would probably run to my side to find out if I was alright, but all he did was stand like a statue, wearing a bored look on his gorgeous face, while his icy, judgy green eyes watched me like a hawk, as if I was faking it. The doctor re-entered while I was coughing out my lungs and ran to my side. “Are you alright?” She hurried to the table, returned with a glass of water already there, and presented it while she watched me like a mother hen. I took the glass and drank gratefully. “Thanks,” I gave it back, using the back of my hand to wipe my lips. He does mean to kill me. Just his presence alone, and I was about to choke to death. I stole a glance at my nemesis. He still stood at the same spot, expression unchanged. I wondered what he was doing here. He didn't look in a hurry to speak or leave. Later, preferable. I pushed my unfinished food towards the kind