I am the Alpha Queen のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

JAYDEN’S P.O.V. The next morning, we woke up rather early. Despite the lateness of the hour at which we had fallen asleep, I was up at cock crow… “Where are you going?” Nash soothed as he pulled me closer to his body. “For a run, I think all my stress and weakness would melt away if I ran,” I sighed. “Then let me help you run,” and he pushed me back in the bed and climbed on top of me. But he groaned. “Damn these alpha orders,” he cursed. “I cannot believe it is my own father who is putting me through this shit!” “Well,” and I pushed his hand in between my legs, "you can continue what you were doing last night," I crooned as I made him rub at my sweetest but now very sore spot. “Always ready,” he grinned as he rubbed my super wet p*ssy. “For you, always,” I smirked. And yep, he made me scream at least a dozen more times that morning, which I guess would be equivalent to running! ** At eight in the morning, Nash and I were bathed and ready, and at breakfast table. I

JAYDEN’S P.O.V. “First,” I started but the alpha cleared his throat. I ignored him quite conveniently. “The pic here –” I started but the alpha started to interrupt. “You know what, sir,” I spoke the last word rather venomously. “Some girls are smarter than men, should I prove it to you?” I challenged and the alpha looked stunned. I was sure no one ever dared to challenge him, counter him or defy him in any way. I must be the first! I waited for his reply, but when he did not reply, I continued, “This pic here was taken when we were on the roof, that means only very high end camera could have taken that with this clarity. I am not an expert in cameras, but I am sure there won’t be a lot of them which can do that… you see this…” I pointed at our photo and both men looked shocked, “The photos are not pixelated. And the angle of the photos shows that it is not from the camera that is on the roof! So, first identify what type of camera can actually take such a photograph. Then, narrow it

JAYDEN’S P.O.V. “Why are we doomed?” I asked Nash seriously. His mother had retreated too. “Did you see how polite he was?” Myra asked Nash. “Have you ever seen your dad, the alpha, so polite ever?” “Once,” Nash nodded. “When he was greeting that ruling clan of South India.” “And remember what your dad did later to the ruling clan of South India?” Myra asked, feeling scared now. “He slashed his throat in front of all others,” and Nash quivered. “And you believe he would do the same to me?” I demanded with raised eyebrows. “Hope not,” Myra sighed. “But you know, alphas in general, have unpredictable tendencies,” she added. And she was not wrong. Even my dad was like this. Incredibly unpredictable and only mom could control him. But here it seems even Nash’s mom is unable to control his dad. “So, what do you want me to do?” I asked seriously. “Hide out in fear he would slash out my throat too?” “Nah!” Nash shook his head. “He won’t dare risk war with your dad and gr

JAYDEN’S P.O.V. The next day, two girls came – better than one, hey!… but they both looked skeptical. I met them in the gym and they looked scared. I could tell that they did not wish to be there. “Are you here because Avinash asked you to be here?” I demanded. They both nodded urgently. “You do not want to learn to fight?” I asked. And they both stared at me as if I have grown a pair of horns. “Why don’t we try something today, and if you don’t wish to continue, you are not forced to come in tomorrow, deal?” I offered. And they both nodded. And we started. I started to teach them basic, very basic tactics and I could tell they were weak, incredibly weak girls. One of them twisted her wrist just while attempting to hit me. And another fell on all her ass super scared when I charged – well pretended to charge towards her. By the end of the hour I could tell they won’t come back. And I ended my day rather disappointed. But I was surprised the next day. They had come

JAYDEN’S P.O.V. That night, once Jared had left for Australia and Nash and I were alone, I insisted that Nash took extra security with him. “I will be fine,” Nash sighed as he wrapped himself around me. “But –” I started but he placed his lips firmly on mine and groaned. “Can I first have you?” he demanded as he pushed his hand in my shirt. And I gave in. How could I not? And the topic subsided from the conversation that night. But it seemed that his parents, or one of them, or someone close to them were listening in when we were talking to Jared during lunch time. So next morning, they called us for breakfast. Post the fiasco on my first morning here, Nash and I have been having breakfast in our balcony, in private! He insisted on it because he just did not want his parents to spoil my mood right in the morning. But today, they called us. “We made your favorites,” his dad spoke as he pointed at a couple of breakfast snacks on the table. I wanted to tell them that pan