The Mysterious Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Craig’s POVFrom the moment I woke up with Freda curled in my arms, I felt different. I dragged the blanket closer to cover her nakedness. There was no way I was letting anyone else see her like this in this world. My hand travelled slowly to the love mark I had given her last night. My fingers brushed the love mark I had left on her skin the previous night, a possessive reminder that she was mine She opened her eyes, smiling at me. “You’re awake.” “Of course, all I could think of is seeing your morning face. And I must say, you’re beautiful.”She hid her face in my chest. Then pulled the blanket over herself as if she hadn’t been screaming my name the previous night. I smiled at her. Before we could make another move, a loud banging on the door made us both start to get dressed. The banging got louder. Whoever was at the door had no patience, and I knew who it could be. If he had no good reason for cutting off my time with Freda, he would be sorry. After we were decent, I aske

Freda’s POV“Oman”The strange pulse gripped my thigh, but instead of the usual pain I usually feel, I felt a tantalizing sensation. Before I could say any other word, he stood up and bowed. “Your highness.”He looked older than the last time I saw him. It was as if he had aged a lot in those few days of not seeing him. “I’m glad you’re okay.” He turned towards Craig. “Thank you for taking care of her highness.”Craig nodded. He moved towards me, pecked my cheeks, and then turned back to Oman. “If you guys need a moment alone, I will be glad to give you some privacy.”I shook my head. “No. No. You can stay here.”He looked doubtful.“I mean, I want you here.”He nodded.Oman looked between us, and a small smile took residence on his lips. “With the atmosphere and mood, I guess you already activated your wolf.”A blush crept onto my cheek. It was enough to activate one’s wolf in such a strange manner, but it was even weirder knowing someone else had an idea of what we had done. Oman

Craig’s POVIn a matter of minutes, I had wrapped Freda up in my shirt. If this were just us, I would have savored how beautiful the shirt looked on her, but with someone up on the door, I could hardly watch how beautiful she was. The person on the other side was also impatient as they continued banging on the door. “Wait here,” I held Freda behind the desk, in case it was an enemy. Immediately, I opened the door, Greg held me by my fist. “We’re under attack.”It was a whisper, but those words cancelled out every other sound in the surroundings. This was our last hideout. How could they have easily discovered it? Unless there was someone out there still giving out information about us.Before I could think more about it, Greg dragged me from the room towards wherever the attack was coming from. I heard Freda's footsteps right behind us and stopped, allowing her to catch up to us. Slowly, I placed my hand on her shoulder, “Sorry, dear. I need you to remain in that room until ever

Freda’s POVMy eyes never left Craig’s as he assigned duty and listed out things to be done. My heart pounded at how effortlessly he commanded the room and the situation. I might have suddenly gotten the strength to deal with things, but commanding a room like this demands training. “We’ll need spies in every pack there is. I know I’ve always been a preacher of us being together all the time, but it’s finally time we move out. We need ears in every single place. Also, we will need those who would be in charge of sending bits of the file I copied to Clayton and Ron. We need to make them fear. They don’t have to know who we are yet, but they need to know that someone knows what they did and that someone wasn’t ready to challenge them.”My heart swelled in pride. This was my man. He had everything planned out, and everyone seemed to be in awe of him. “Is there any objection to all I just said?” He asked. “No, boss. You said it all perfectly.” Greg replied, finally smiling. He had bee

Craig’s POV“I want every rumor about me to be taken down,” I said in a slow, deliberate voice. “Not a single article should remain online.”Drey nodded. “My hands are already on the keys.”Greg frowned. “I thought you wanted us to leave it online intentionally. Is there any reason we have to take them all offline now?”I nodded. “Of course, there is. The only thing I want displayed everywhere is Clayton’s shameful act.”Greg's frown turned into a wide smile. “You mean we are done with this infiltration shit and finally acting?”I shook my head. “Those infiltration shit are so important. Without it, we wouldn’t have the information we have now.”He hissed. “Not when my mate is in danger. I mean, why do we have to send Ava into an enemy pack? She could have done something else entirely.”I already knew this was what it was all about. “Ava chose this herself. She believed she was the best to infiltrate there. Ava’s smart and careful.”He groaned. “I know, but I missed her a lot.”I almo