All Chapters of Loving The Alpha: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Jake Dreams were something of a fantasy to me. I could never find meaning in them. I especially enjoyed the one that I had been having. I was at a local beach standing there alone watching as the waves moved about. The sky was clear blue, no clouds, no bad weather. It felt amazing. The people were jumping around excitedly, just enjoying themselves. I saw Sandra from a distance, she was wearing a pink straw hat and white swimsuit. Her posture perfectly aligned with her peaceful demeanor. I walked towards her and looked straight into her beautiful innocent eyes and as I was about to kiss her. I heard a noise coming from a distance. It sounded as if it was glass and metal colliding. I opened my eyes, my dream completely faded. I was fuming. "Keep it down!" I shouted, grinding my teeth against each other. As I walked down the stairs, I found the cause of the awful noise. My father was standing at the dining room with a wine glass, banging it with a small metal spoon. "Finally, you're u

Peter I had been having countless dreams about the day I was abducted. The memories were beggining to return to me as flashes. Not that I had forgotten what happened but I had chosen to somehow make myself forget because the pain of it all had been unbearable and the trauma that came with it was gruesome. I looked out of the window of the so called "safehouse" that Paul had hidden me in. It would seem he had no style at all. Everything was dark and cold. The interior walls of the house were mostly grey, the furniture black and woden. There was nothing metallic that could at least add some elegance. It was just dull. There were no painting, no vases, just an open space with some wooden chairs, all black and a glass table. No decoration of any sorts existed. He was as boring as his face, well according to me. Not that I hated the guy, his attitude was just completely off. It drained the life out of a good day. The house was a tall structure but it had no entertainment to it. It looked

Jess "We were so close!" I couldn't believe that I had lost a precious opportunity to fulfil my deepest desire. My troops and I were seated near the fireplace. There were no parents to disturb us. I enjoyed leading instead of being led. It could also be the reason why I stayed alive all those years. "Close to what exactly?" Tyler asked. Clueless amateur! It annoyed me to the depth that he was that slow. "To destroying Sandra, what else?" Anne added, with a giggle. "Really? I've explained my plan over and over again. But the amateurs still don't understand who the target is to this day!" I felt frustrated by the thought. Alice glanced at me with a grin. "Jake is the one you're after." She uttered, in the tone of a deviseful witch. I liked that. "Someone has been paying attention." I pressed"You haven't told her yet?" Kevin voiced out. His dark hair, seemingly darker by the day. Playing Peter was messing with his skin. He looked awfully great! "My main man. Forever focused.

Jess The morning air felt wonderful on my skin, I had done a grande job at tomenting children the previous night. As it was habit, the kind that I enjoyed. Never had I felt that powerful, the agony and the fear that came with my endless mockings, made me stronger everyday. I entered the school hallway, as always greeted with respect by those who knew what I was and those who didn't. Must say, the admiration from powerless humans was quite astounding. Little did they know that I was the master behind their downfall and endless mystery. How I loved my job. As I was making conversation with the other students, I saw Sandra walking away in a quick pace. Just as I was about to follow her, someone disturbed me. "HEY WITCH!" That voice was familiar, but the tone was utterly disrespectful. No one spoke to me like that except.."You!" Jake stood there, his dog like smell reeked in the air. "What do you want?" He looked at me with a grin, then his expression changed. His face hardened, hi

JessForever me, oh dear me. The life of a witch. Complicated, filled with desire and an unfulfilled need for vengeance. More than anything, I wanted my enemies to be destroyed since they shamed me in front of everyone, taking away the respect I deserved. I was feared and no one dared to challenge me but ever since that Jake put me in the hospital, I became a laughing stock. I had to work really hard to gain back my respect but my methods were not enough, the torment and agony I was causing over the innocent souls in Lakewood was not enough. I had to destroy Jake, that was the only way I could gain back the respect he took from me. As I sat on my bed, pondering about my own feelings, I remembered Kevin's burnt hand. Yadi magic was powerful, I knew the damage was severe, I didn't even dare look at it. All I wanted was payback. But then Paul was powerful. I had no access to him. I needed to find a weakness in him, but I didn't know how. However there was a method that all witches used w