Todos los capítulos de Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type!: Capítulo 211 - Capítulo 220

/-Taylor-/I knew something was fishy when my men didn't get back to me. Then a few days later, their bodies turn up, found in the alley. It couldn't have been anyone else. They were spying on her and supposed to take her down. That was the last time I heard from them. It didn't make sense that she was able to kill them but somehow she did. I have been in and out of the station for questioning as I was the last contact either of them spoke to.It was annoying that my mother wouldn't even help. All she could offer me was that she told me so. To make it worse, my sisters affirmed that they had seen her with Kai at the park and she looked very healthy. Who exactly was this woman? Why did everything seem to be evolving around her? The more I asked these questions, the deeper I found myself falling into obsession. Like now… I was trying to find her on social media. I had only recently been informed of Ava's death and it didn't make sense that Skylar would kill her best friend, but ac

On Sally's refusal, Amelia headed to see Diane herself. She knew that this rescue mission was simply pointless for Taylor. Even if Diane let him go by some miracle, he would never be the same again. In clearer terms, he would be nothing but a vegetable. Amelia didn't care for any of that. She had spent the last few years harnessing asuch power as she could, yet coming face to face with Diane, it felt she had not even started. How the hell was she supposed to defeat her when they went back then? Her goal has always been one and the same. Kill Raven and protect Declan.Which is why she needed this test fight right now. She wanted to know if she could beat Diane and if there were any weaknesses.“It's foolish and reckless for you to come with the intention of fighting me, Amelia,” Diane's voice sang at the entrance. “You can't.”The confidence irked Amelia but she knew Diane was right. She couldn't beat her but she was going to look for openings and weaknesses and then in the real mat

/-Raven-/I woke up with a splitting headache. My eyes fluttered open and I scanned the place. The ceiling design was very familiar. It was confusing. Wasn't I supposed to wake up at the battlefield?“It's good to see you awake, child,” I heard suddenly and turned. I flinched hard, shocked. This was the healer. The very woman that warned about going into a fight with Amelia. I took a look at my body and the flawless skin was gone. The scars were and I immediately flew out of bed and ran to the bathroom. My red hair. It was back. My eyes watered. It was really back. I've never felt so happy to be in my own skin in my entire life. I touched my face over and over again. “Oh goddess, it's really back,” I exclaimed. “I'm really back.” That meant my dragon was back as well, right? I clenched my fist and it went up in flames. Yesss!! Oh goddess, yes! The real Raven is back!My mind was flooding with too many thoughts at the same time. The battle. It was happening today, right?I need

/-Raven-/I shifted into dragon form and flew as far away as I could. As much as I wanted revenge, I couldn't jeopardize the living for the dead. If my presence was going to secure their victory then I would take pride in that and let go of my anger.For Declan. I don't know how long or how far I flew but i was at a distance I couldn't intervene quickly even if I wanted to. “Azaiah, what's your status?” I asked through the mind link. “She's down. So is half of our men. I hate to admit it but Declan is helping a lot. Are you coming in?” He asked.“Unfortunately, I can't. I need to take care of Amelia's soldiers but until then I can't come in,” I said. “But make sure she is dead. Take off her head, that is the best way to kill a witch and set her ablaze. We can't risk her suddenly resurrecting.” “That was the same thing Amelia said. Don't worry, Raven, do what you have to do, we have it all under control,” he assured me. Relief washed through me. This was definitely a good thing.

/-Raven-/I didn’t breathe.Couldn’t.Declan’s body jerked unnaturally, his head tilting like a marionette on frayed strings. His mouth opened, but the sound that spilled out wasn’t his voice.It was mine.“I should’ve killed her when I had the chance.”My own words. A whisper I’d spat to myself as I held Ava's corpse in my arms. How the hell did she…?“No…” I stepped back, heart thudding so loud it felt like it echoed in the cavern.Azaiah's joints twisted, bones popping, contorting in ways no living body should. His eyes were a soulless abyss. Whatever spark once made him Azaiah had been stripped clean, replaced with something cold. Controlled.“Do you like it?” Diane cooed, her voice sweet and venom-laced. “It’s not possession. That’s so... temporary. I rethreaded them. Blood, bone, and memory.”She cocked her head, watching me with childish delight.“You’re lying,” I snapped, more to myself than to her. “Declan’s still in there. Azaiah too. I’ll get them back.”“You think love can