บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Triangle: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

THIRD PERSON P.O.V Frank used the magic ball to disappear before the she-wolf did more damage. After the smoke disappeared, he realized he was at the meeting point just outside the pack’s line. He looked around for Danny and Mac, but no one was in sight. He tried to move and remembered his leg. "Stupid bitch and her big ass mouth," Frank cursed while trying to hop to a nearby tree. Frank looked around and finally found a stick large enough to carry some of his weight. Finding the tree with their hidden clothes, Frank only saw one other set, so at least one of his brothers made it back. While trying his best to dress with a broken leg, Frank contemplates his day. He should have faked being sick, but that wouldn’t have worked with this crew. Everybody had to pull their weight no matter what, and the money was always good. He was trying to think of a way to get back to Nas and his crew when the smell of blood hit his nose. The smell was familiar, so he slowly hopped to find the source

ISAIAH "Zira, you had me worried," Isabella said. She was the first to run out, reaching out for her before Zira stopped her.   "No," Zira snapped, stepping away. "Please don’t."   I watched her react to Isabella. Her shoulders tensed when she felt me get closer. "Zira, I-"   "It doesn’t matter," she said, turning towards us.    Isabella gasped at the sight. Her body was bruised and dirty. There were long claw marks on both sides of her shoulders. She had mud plastered on her body from head to toe. She noticed us staring, and a blush spread across her cheeks.   I knew this was unusual for her, but she held her head high and walked past us. I

ZACK **PRESENT** I reached the top floor and used my werewolf senses to sniff out which room she was in. I mentally prepared myself for whatever was on the other side. I wasn’t sure what I would do if she were up to no good. What more could I do?    I took the one thing that made her evil, and yet I still feel it wasn’t enough. I took a deep breath and opened the door. The room was empty. I looked around for anything suspicious and only found a black box on the floor.    Before I could inspect it, Alaia appeared from the bathroom. She stopped in her tracks and looked at me.   "What do you want, brother?" she asked. A towel was in her hands, and I could faintly smell blood.  

ALAIA I blinked a few times before looking away. I decided the cup of water in front of me was more interesting as I cleared my throat. "You are invading my personal space, so everything is fair game."   "I hope that goes both ways," he said with a smile. Mirja returned to drop off his drinks, and he slid one my way. "Take your time with that sweetheart. Might be a bit strong for ya."   I stared at him and took the shot in one gulp. It burned like hell, and I instantly regretted it, but I composed myself, not wanting to look inexperienced.   "It’s Alaia, not sweetheart," I said when I could breathe. The shot was disgusting, and my mouth had a slight tingling sensation.    He laughed softly, and I w

ZACK After the night of dealing with rogues and the confrontation with Alaia, I barely slept. I kept thinking she had something to do with it. That rogue used magic to get away. Unless he was a hybrid, he had to have help from a witch, but Alaia had no powers. All of this couldn’t have been just a coincidence. It seemed like the light came through the window when I closed my eyes, disturbing my nonexistent sleep.   I sat up in bed, clearly frustrated from the lack of sleep. I looked at the time, and it was only seven. Though I didn’t get much sleep, this was usually late. I’m up at five thirty every day and training. How could I have overslept? I would never know.  I took a shower and decided to go for a run. With the details of last night running through my head, I let my werewolf, Alexi, take over and guide us through