Torn Between Two Alphas のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

-Angeline-It took a total of ten mind-shattering orgasms. Before I finally convinced Stefan that we needed to get out of our room to prepare for war. He insisted that he deserved one day off to be with me for all the years he spent alone with his hand not knowing how good it feels to be inside his mate. His mate…It was official now. I watched as Stefan pulled his shirt over his head as he grumbled, “Remind me again why we needed to get out of this room again?” He complains.“You know why,” I replied. He sighs, as he walks towards me.“Okay, I will follow what you say but you have to promise me that we will sleep together tonight,” He said as he wrapped his arms around my waist.“Let me think about it,” I say playfully. “Well, it doesn’t really matter because wherever you sleep I will be there,” he said pulling me closer as he kissed me. “Where are you going and what are you going to do today anyway?” He asked when he pulled away.“Since the secret is out already about who I am,

-Angeline- After an hour of training, and more hours playing and teasing. I was ready to call it a day. To my annoyance, my so-called Mate was still here, pretending to be doing something even though we both knew that he was just hanging around because of me. Although there are moments when I caught him teaching a warrior a thing or two. Like correcting their stance or posture. Or just the proper way to do a lethal blow that made his small fandom admire him more. Who would deny an opportunity to learn from the Alpha, whom they swore to protect and vice versa. Seeing that he kept on watching me, my every move, even my facial reactions and making comments about it, dirty comments about it, is enough to make me lose my focus and earning an additional teasing from my team. Still, I can't deny the fact that I enjoyed most of the attention that he gave me. A towel appeared in front of me, surprising me. "I know that this isn't going to be an easy battle," Martha admitted as s

-Angeline-A staring contest between Lia and I began as she tried to process what I just said. "Who the hell are you?" She asked once again, confusion was etched on her face."If I tell you, would you believe me?" She contemplated on my question. Unsure of how she would react to it. Because if I was in the same position as she was, I know I wouldn't trust me either. "Try me," she said arrogantly, trying to hide the feat and uncertainty that she was feeling."Okay," I say, smiling. Knowing very well how she would take what I have to say. "It's me, Angeline.""Seriously?" She scoffed. "You gotta do better than that," she added with a laugh, as she eyes my reaction, checking to see if her reaction hit something in me that would tell her that I was lying.But all she got from me was silence. She studied me once again, that it felt like I was an organism under a microscope. "Who the hell are you?" This week was the third time she asked me that, and the question almost made me laugh."

-Angeline- I felt the rays of the sun before I saw the brightness of it regretting the instance I was blinded by its light. Whoever opens the curtains in my room has a death wish because whoever that person is will be dead the moment that I get my bearings back together. Until I hear a voice that makes me tremble. "Rise and shine, sweetheart," the voice said, waking up my whole body. My body jerked up in full alert that I had no choice but to sit up. O turned to find his silhouette in the shade of my curtains, but I'm not really sure if he was there as I raised my hand and squinted against the bright light. "Stefan?" I called my voice, I was hoarse and dry. I heard footsteps approaching but still couldn't see who it was. But I can feel his presence. "Drink," Stefan said, his voice softer this time. I followed his order as I hungrily finished the glass of water he handed me. "Can you be so kind as to close my curtain, I think I will melt with all of this sun around me," I sa

-Stefan-I am trying to figure out how to react to Claire coming back here.To ensure their safety, I ensured the packhouse was locked and guarded. Prior to having the safe house in the orphanage, I made sure that the whole wing where Angeline’s room and my room, along with our son’s room were located was transformed into a safe house. Just an added precaution I requested for Angeline, my son, and Mrs. Smith to stay in the secret room that Angeline recently found. When it’s about Claire that we’re talking about, I want to make sure that the most important people in my life are safe. I am no longer taking my chances. When I reached the gate, the Claire I saw was not the person I was expecting to see. I know that I threw them out of the pack but I am not the type of person who would let them die or fend for themselves without a chance of living. They might have done something that was so bad but I still gave them enough money to find a place to stay or a pack to accept them. Which is