All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S SECOND CHOICE : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

ALPHA RYKERThe first thing I noticed the moment we sailed the murky waters that led us into the Black Isle territory was the thick magic in the air. I could almost taste it; deep, cackling and rigid on my tongue. The pack was nestled deep between twin valleys, the waters had turned dark at this point, and the sky was a deep hue of pink. Spells loomed around us like mist, whispers in a foreign language I found myself understanding. The atmosphere in the yacht was however tense. Everyone turned at the slightest twitch, flap of wings, or twig of a branch. We sailed beside the twin valleys to get to the land on high alert. But it was not as if there was much we could do. Because the moment we entered the territory, some unseen forces took control of our yacht, leading us straight to land. Land was better than the water. The magic was still heavy in the air, the mist now dispersed to dew under the hot sun, and the sky was now blue. I was also grateful for the earth beneath my feet, saf

XAVIERAToday was day five. Five days since I moved into the Crescent Villa. And Eileen said it was best I hosted the women of the Crescent court. Women of high ranking, and status, hosted by the new Luna of Crescent moon to fraternise over fine wine and exquisite dining. My mother had hosted things of this nature, and had ensured Zephyr, and I attended. Usually, this was where the deepest secrets and scandals of the pack were tabled, affairs to be resolved, fangs were bared, claws clawed and pride wounded. It was hot red gist every Wednesday night, and Zephyr enjoyed herself more than I did. We called it the Crimson Night, Eileen called it the Elite Court. Potayto—Potahto. Same goal, same function. Fangs would be bared, some pride clawed, and facades cracked. I didn't like drama, but with the amount of drama that had found me, I was here for it. All of it.Throughout the afternoon, I walked beside Eileen as she barked out orders, canceled out dishes, added some and tasted the f

XAVIERAI had never anticipated the day of the week the way I did today. Eileen had helped me navigate my way throughout the house, the wings, the quarters, the rooms and of course the kitchen. I had met some staff, and memorised some names, but I couldn't wait for what today would bring. Not even Ryker's abrupt fax could dampen my mood. Eileen had received it this morning, and had informed me. I read it, Reuben(I didn't know what was, until Eileen explained), was responding to treatment. He made no mention of me. Again. I didn't expect him to. I shouldn't. After our Elite meeting last night, I wasn't certain of what the future held. I had disgraced my mate's lover before the ladies she would have led, if not for my abrupt appearance in her boyfriend's life. Her boyfriend’s life. The thought of it made my blood boil. Not that I had any claim over him, but I didn't like the thought of them together, or him with any other woman. Eileen had said she was proud of me. She was happy

ALPHA RYKER When Eileen told me Xaviera had gone to the training gym, the last thing I expected to see was her in active combat, and with none other than Lauren. Lauren was a skilled fighter. Cocky and arrogant, but she fought well. I had feared for Xaviera's safety, and had been a little mad at Caden for allowing her to fight. However, when I saw her fend off all Lauren's attacks like you'd do a noisome insect, I knew she was up to something.She fought like a trained fighter. And that wasn't something she'd done in a few days. Her posture, her demeanor, her defense, the way she observed her opponent, showed a great deal of training. Years of it.Whichever pack she came from definitely had her as a Delta. A delta of noble blood. “Your fax didn't inform us of your arrival,” she spoke first, after the hall had been cleared. “Security measures,” I shrugged, looking at her face for the first time. Somehow, it felt good looking at her pretty face. And the initial burst of anger I fe

CADEN I punched the stuffed bag once more. Sweat trickled profusely down my body. I had dismissed the deltas earlier than usual, and I had spent the rest of practice time venting my pent up frustration on my inanimate victim.  It's been five days, and I couldn't forget that one heartbreaking incident. I couldn't unsee what I had seen.  I'd rather it happened in my absence. But those damned men had to come, and have me walk into what I dreaded.  Seeing her so plaint in his arms, responding to his kisses, moaning her plea and need had killed me. The memory had taunted and tormented me for nights on end.  Why did the one woman I had become obsessive of have to be my best friend's mate?  Why was I mad at Ryker for kissing her? Why was I heartbroken that she'd kissed him back? Why did it hurt to see them together?