Blind Alpha And His Unwanted Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 361 - チャプター 370

AlexeiThere’s this weird kind of pull I can’t explain. Like something invisible hooks into my chest and just tugs me toward her. I don’t even notice I’m moving at first. It’s not on purpose. My body just… follows her. Follows the feeling.She’s right there, sitting close enough that I can see the way her lashes dip when she looks down and the small crease between her brows. Her lips are parted just a little. My gaze drops to her mouth for a second. I don’t mean to, but I can’t help it. It’s like something about her pulls every part of me in, and I swear I feel that pull under my skin, like a low hum that gets louder the closer I get.I lean in a little more. Not sure what I’m doing, not thinking, not planning, just caught up in this moment that feels way too big for how small the space between us is. I don’t touch her. I don’t speak. I just hover there, close enough to catch her breath mixing with mine, waiting to see if she’ll move away.She doesn’t move away. As if she is also in

AlexeiShit. What have I done?And why the hell didn’t my wolf stop me? That idiot just surged forward, all claws and possessiveness, and then retreated like nothing happened... after messing me up. I can still feel him rumbling in the back of my mind, content, and proud even like we have done something that makes us deserves a pat on the back.And that’s the thing... possessiveness isn’t normal for me. Not like this.Me and my wolf, we’ve always been protective. That’s who we are. We look out for the people we love, the people who matter to us. But possessive? It is something that we hardly feel, well until now. When we found our mate we felt that possessiveness however, I learned to control it. It was nothing like driving you insane kind of possessiveness because as I said if it were the case then Stella's chosen one would have been dead.It's painful that Stella refused me, yeah, but never like this.With Irene, though… it feels different.That growl, that kiss, that need to hold h

IreneAnastasia leans back mid-story, fanning herself with a dramatic sigh. “Ugh, it’s hot in here.” Without a second thought, she grabs the hem of her shirt and pulls it over her head, revealing a thin spaghetti strap top underneath.Sophia bursts out laughing the moment she sees her. “Ohhh, I was wondering why you were wearing a shirt in this heat, but now I totally get it.” She points toward the dark purple mark peeking out from under Anastasia’s top, right on the left side of her chest.Anastasia glances down, hooks a finger under the strap, and pulls it aside to check. Then she smirks like she’s proud of it. “Your brother isn’t exactly the most gentlemanly in bed…” Her voice drips with mischief. “We tried something different, and let’s just say he enjoyed it. A lot. But it also drove his wolf insane.”Sophia pulls a face, laughing and grimacing at the same time. “Do you realize that’s my brother? I don’t need that image burned into my brain. That’s just wrong.”Anastasia grins, a

AlexeiI quietly step inside the house, nudging the door closed behind me so it doesn’t make that usual creaking sound. I toe off my boots and place them on that wooden rack Irene shoved into the corner by the door, that she found in the store when we were redecorating the living room.Silly girl, asked me atleast four times before putting the rack by the door, like she needed permission or something. Told me it’d keep the place tidier, that now I’d have a spot to keep my shoes instead of leaving them in a mess by the door. I never even thought about it before. Hell, I didn’t care where my shoes went. But she does... so now we have a shoe rack by the door.She even painted it to match the color of the door. For some reason, the sight of it tugs something in me. Like it doesn’t belong in my world, but she’s slowly pulling pieces of hers into mine anyway.I’m still kind of annoyed though. I checked my phone like five times during the drive back, expecting a message. Anything. A "Where ar

IreneSaying yes to Alexei is both the easiest and the hardest yes I have ever given.Sophia’s words about following my heart keep replaying in my mind, like a gentle nudge I didn’t know I needed. Maybe that is what makes it easier to say yes. Because even though Alexei says I have a choice, I know I never really do. My life has always been shaped by hands other than mine, sometimes by other people and sometimes by my own stubborn heart. Not every path I’ve taken has led me to happiness, but this one… this one feels different. Somehow, even in the middle of feeling powerless, I feel strong. And that strength comes from allowing myself to choose him.Still, there is a quiet fear curling in my chest. I can feel it, but I refuse to let it steal this moment from me. What if my fears are nothing but shadows? What if they never become real?Before I can drift too far into my thoughts, an arm slides around my waist. I’m pulled back until my spine meets the firm wall of his chest. His warmth