All Chapters of Fights Between Alpha's: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

Drake POVElias dropped me off at the border, I didn’t want to leave. I wanted to remain with my mates, help her settle in but I had no other choice other than to go confront my father. He was in the middle of a meeting when I walked in with his Beta, both of them standing around his oval desk looking at some maps. My brothers lounging on the couch looking incredibly bored which I understood my father tended to drone on and on over the little things. Walking in, my youngest brother Chase looks up, a smile slipping onto his face at seeing me before moving over on the two-seater he was sitting on.“What are they talking about?” I ask, sitting down.“You would know if you were here” My father spits at me, I fight the urge to growl at him, knowing it's pointless to argue back with him.Last time I tried he had three pack warriors force me out the packhouse and to the cells. They hated it, they didn’t understand why I put up with his shit.My father ordered them to whip me. All were relu

Tate’s POVI can’t believe she thought I hated that she was Hybrid, can’t believe I almost fucked everything up. Drake had decided to take her to meet his father although, I could tell she was a little nervous, but she hid it well. We turned down her offer to mark us, it didn’t feel right. Like she was doing it out of guilt. Drake and I actually agreed on something, he felt the same and didn't want the pressures of his father on her shoulders, that wasn’t for her to bear, he would just need to step up.Elias brought us over for breakfast this morning and I asked his sister if she would do some grocery shopping so when she got back, the house was stocked, though I had no idea what she liked. I never pictured her to be one to cook but should have known because she is pretty independent considering she was raised so sheltered by her pack.They were leaving soon and I wanted to go with them, though me being there would make things harder on Drake and her. Besides, knowing his father, a

Lana’s POVDrake borrowed Tate’s car, the drive to Black Creek Pack wasn’t long, only about twenty minutes by car before we hit the border. Once we stepped over the border though Drake became unbelievably tense, his knuckles turning white as he clutched the steering wheel. This Pack and town are vastly different. Everything is sleek and modern, almost industrial-like, and very black and white. No color on any of the houses and even the town itself was very plain to look at compared to Tate’s pack which to me looked more friendly and homely with the woods surrounding it and its cottage-style houses. This place looked controlled, heavily controlled, nothing out of place, too clean and organized. Barely anyone was on the streets and the place reminded me of a ghost town.We pulled up to a mansion in the center of town. The place was all white, except the entry which had heavy black double doors and black