All Chapters of My Big Bad Wolf-A Werewolf Trilogy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~ALEX~I watched Elysia walk away from me, her hips swaying with a confidence that was as alluring as it was infuriating. The words she'd asked echoed in my head—can I trust you? The truth was, she had no idea what she was asking.Growing up with Hartwell in the same pack had been a constant battle of wits and wills. His family had been close to mine—his father, my grandfather’s right hand man. But Hartwell had always had a greedy streak, one that had only grown darker with time. We'd had our share of scuffles, the kind that only pack brothers could have—fighting over territory and the respect of the Alphas. Yet, here we were, years later, and the tension between us had morphed into something far more dangerous.The club was a sanctuary for me, a place where I could control everything. But Hartwell had a way of slithering into places he didn't belong, and his interest in Elysia was like a red flag in my face. I couldn't give her the full truth of our history. Not yet. Too much was at s

The next morning, I woke up grouchy. I'd spent a sleepless night tossing and turning. I couldn't get the conversation with Alex—the mysteries surrounding the club's finances, and his relationship with Hartwell—out of my head.After showering and dressing I made my way down to Alex's office, and as I stepped inside, he looked up from the paperwork spread before him, his eyes locking onto mine."Did you enjoy your time off?" he asked, his voice gruff."I did," I replied, sitting down in the chair across from him."Good," he said, pushing a stack of invoices towards me. "Would you mind going through these again? There's gotta be something I'm missing."We spent hours poring over the documents, our conversation limited to the occasional question or observation about the suspicious transactions. The awareness between us grew with each intake of breath, every brush of a hand: an unwanted dance of desire that shimmered between us.I tried my best to ignore the feeling. Tried to hang onto my

~ELYSIA~That evening, the club was alive with the hum of conversation and the throb of bass as the clientele descended for the night's indulgences. I was busy winding my way through the tables, after spending time in the dungeon making sure there were no issues needing to be dealt with, when Mistress Ainsley approached me, her eyes narrowed and her expression a clear warning."Back off, Elysia," she hissed. "Alex is mine. You're just something for him to entertain himself with when he has nothing else better to do."I kept my cool, refusing to give her the satisfaction of seeing me rattled. "I told you, I'm not interested. I'm just here to do my job," I replied calmly. "And that's all it is."Her eyes searched my face, looking for a crack in my armor, but she found none. The attraction between Alex and I was there, a sizzling undercurrent that had been growing stronger with each passing day. But we kept each other at a distance with a dance of flirtation and professionalism."You're

The conversation grew more intimate, Jack's hand sliding up my thigh. I allowed it, my own hand moving to the buttons of his shirt; the dance of seduction was an old one, but it never changed.As Jack leaned in for a kiss, I felt the heat of Alex's breath against my neck. "I think it's time for me to join the party," he said, his voice a low growl.Jack's hand froze on my leg. I turned to look at Alex, his eyes smoldering with a mix of anger and desire. The game had just gotten more interesting."I don't recall inviting you to the party," I said, my voice as smooth as the whiskey in my glass.Alex's smirk was cold, but his eyes never left mine. "You didn't have to," he said, sliding into the booth next to me. "I know where to find a good show."Jack's eyes darted between us, his hand slowly retreating from my thigh. The air grew charged with challenge, and with it came a thrill, the kind that comes from dancing with danger. "I thought this was a private party," Jack said, his voice

The weight of his words settled on me as I dressed. I had a feeling that the stakes were higher than ever before and that this was just the beginning of a much more dangerous dance.Watching me with a predatory gaze, Alex leaned against the wall. "You're mine now," he said, his voice low and possessive.Then, pushing off the wall, he stepped closer, his hand tracing the line of my jaw. "No one will touch you without my permission." His hand slid down to the small of my back, his fingers digging in slightly as he pulled me closer. "And... You're going to do everything I say," he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. "And like it. Understood?"I nodded. I'd never been one to feel overly threatened by anyone, and though his possessiveness had me inwardly raising an eyebrow, I wasn't scared.Moments later, Alex led me back out into the chaos of the club. His arm felt like a steel band around my waist, guiding me through the sea of bodies that parted for us, sensing the power that radia