All Chapters of FANGS AND FATE: Bitten by the Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ARIA The sound of his phone broke whatever that moment was. Knox didn’t move at first, his jaw tense as the buzzing continued. Then, slowly, he stepped away and answered. “Speak.” His voice was clipped. Cold. He didn’t glance back. I took the out. Without thinking, I grabbed my phone, turned, and walked away—out of his office, into the hallway, down the elevator. My hand trembled as I hit the button, but I didn’t stop moving. By the time the doors closed, I was still holding my breath. --- I ended up at the office. Not because I had to be there—technically, I wasn’t even scheduled—but because I needed somewhere familiar. Somewhere safe. I dropped into my chair and stared at my screen like it might tell me who the hell I was turning into. Because this? This wasn’t normal. I was raised by hunters. I knew how to recognize danger. I knew what it meant to be smart—careful—alive. And yet… when Knox looked at me like that, when he got close… My body didn’t scre

ARIAMy heart was pounding too fast, each beat echoing in my ears. I could barely catch my breath. His question — What was so funny? — wouldn’t stop circling in my head. I didn’t even know how to answer, or if I should.My gaze flicked from his face to his chest, to the steady rise and fall that only made my pulse stumble harder. Why is he asking me this? He’s my boss. He shouldn’t care.I tried to pull away, but his hand didn’t move. His grip wasn’t harsh — just unyielding, like he was daring me to challenge him.“Mr. Grey, this isn’t right,” I finally managed, the words tumbling out before I could stop them. “You can’t just ask me that. It’s… personal. And besides, you’re my boss. You can’t corner me like this — it’s unprofessional.”I surprised even myself. The timid version of me would’ve just stood there, frozen, replaying the scene later in my head and wishing I’d said something. But not this time.A lot has happened. Too much, actually. Finding out that my boss — the man standi

ARIAThe alarm rang, dragging me out of a fitful sleep. I rolled over, squinting at the bright digits, and groaned. My stomach twisted unpleasantly, reminding me of last night’s regrettable choice. Never, ever — not even for Mr. Grey — should I have eaten something so unhealthy. I’d woken up more times than I could count, running back and forth to the bathroom.Dragging myself upright, I clutched my stomach, wincing, and shuffled to the bathroom. My reflection in the mirror was… a mess. Hair sticking out at impossible angles, eyes half-lidded, skin blotchy from restless sleep. I brushed my teeth and splashed my face with cold water, hoping some of the fog would lift.Shower done, I dressed quickly. I settled on a black leather pencil skirt with a sharp front slit, paired with a brown sleeveless turtleneck and black boots. A slim belt cinched it all together. Looking at my reflection, I paused. The clothes fit perfectly. The first time I was hear, the clothes were all slightly bigger.

ARIABy the time we got back to the office, the sun was already dipping behind the city skyline. I was halfway through sorting out emails when Knox entered my office.“Get your things. We’re leaving.”I looked up from my desk, confused. “Leaving for what?”“The gala,” he said, already buttoning his jacket.“Oh—right.” I stood quickly. “I’ll just rush home and change—”“No.” His tone was firm “There’s no time. You’re representing Grey Enterprise tonight, and you need to look the part.”“I have clothes,” I replied but he gave me a flat look that said not good enough. And that was that.The drive to the boutique was quiet, just the low hum of the engine and his calm breathing beside me. When the car stopped, I stared out the window at the elegant gold letters glowing above the glass doors. Maison DeLuxe.Of course, this was where he shopped.Inside, the place smelled of expensive perfume and polished wood. The staff practically glided toward him, greeting him like a king. Within minutes,

ARIAThe song changed, low and slow — the kind that made people drift to the center of the room. Before I could step away from Daphne, a deep voice brushed against my ear. “May I?”I turned to see Viktor. “May I have this dance?”“I—I don’t really dance,” I said, glancing toward Knox across the room. But he was already holding out his hand.“Just a dance,” he said. “No harm in that.”I hesitated, glancing towards Knox across the room but it seems he was still busy with his private talk with Celina. I scoffed, almost rolling my eyes. “So much for ‘Stay close to me’” I murmured inside me. A dance won't hurt, so I placed my hand in his. Viktor led me to the floor just as the lights dimmed and the music softened into something slow. The room spun gently with the sway of couples. My heart pounded so loud I could hear it over the strings.He placed a steady hand at my waist. “You’re tense,” he murmured.“Because I don’t know what I’m doing,” I whispered back.He chuckled. “You’re doing fin