Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha's Obsession : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

"You’re still half-asleep, aren’t you?"Elena groaned, rubbing her eyes as she blinked up at Asher. The sunlight filtering through the curtains cast a soft glow on his bare chest, and it took her a moment to process what he was holding—a tray with what appeared to be breakfast."I—what is this?" she asked, sitting up, her voice thick with sleep.Asher shifted uncomfortably, clearing his throat. "It’s… food. Well, kind of. I attempted breakfast."Elena bit back a laugh, glancing down at the plate. There was a slightly burnt omelet, some unevenly buttered toast, and what she suspected was supposed to be coffee but looked questionably dark."You attempted breakfast?" she echoed, arching a brow.He exhaled, plopping down beside her. "Look, I don’t usually do this, okay? Cooking isn’t my thing. But I figured, since it’s our first morning together, I should… try." He ran a hand through his hair, suddenly looking a little nervous. "It’s probably terrible, but it’s the thought that counts, ri

"Asher?" Elena’s voice was soft, hesitant, but the moment his name left her lips, she saw it—the way his body stiffened, the way his hand clenched against the sheets. She knew this reaction wasn’t just about her question. It was about them. Her past. Her tormentors. And whatever Asher had done to them. He didn’t answer. Not right away. Instead, he moved closer, pressing a slow, deliberate kiss to the mark on her neck. A shiver ran through her, not just from the sensation but from the meaning behind it. It was possessive. Soothing. A reminder of what they were—of the bond they now shared. She knew he was grounding himself in it, using it to hold back the storm inside him. Still, she couldn’t ignore the way his hands trembled slightly as they rested on her waist. "Asher," she whispered again, this time reaching up to cup his face. Golden eyes met hers, and for a moment, all she saw was raw, unfiltered emotion—rage, protectiveness, something darker lurking

Asher’s Uncontrollable Fury His body tensed, muscles rippling beneath his skin as a growl rumbled deep in his chest. The warmth in his golden eyes flickered, replaced by something darker. "No." Elena barely had time to react before he was on his feet, pacing, fists clenched at his sides. "They don’t deserve to see you." His voice was sharp, final. "They don’t get to witness how strong you’ve become." His breathing turned ragged, and Elena realized— He wasn’t just angry. He was spiraling. "Asher—" "No!" His voice rose, filled with barely restrained fury. "You don’t need to see them, Elena. They’re nothing. Nothing!" She had never seen him like this before. His anger had always been controlled, calculated. But this— This was something else. It wasn’t just about her anymore. It was consuming him. Elena stepped forward cautiously. "Asher, look at me." He didn’t. Didn’t stop pacing. Didn’t stop seething. Her heart ached. She had only wanted closur

Elena scoffed. "You’re impossible to sit still, so no." "I can behave." She snorted. "That would be a first." Asher grinned, watching as she started sketching. At first, he let her work. But then he got bored. And restless. And he wanted her attention. So, he reached forward, trailing his fingers lightly up her arm. Elena tensed, her pencil pausing. "Asher." "Hmm?" He feigned innocence, drawing slow, lazy circles on her wrist. She sighed, trying to focus on the paper. He moved closer, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, just like he had before. She stiffened again. Asher smirked. He leaned in, his breath warm against her neck. "You’re getting distracted." Elena gritted her teeth. "You’re distracting me." "You say that like it’s a bad thing." She turned to glare at him, but the second their eyes met, her irritation wavered. His gaze was intense—burning with something unspoken. Desire. Longing. Something deeper than teasing. Elena swal

A River of Memories : A Lingering Mystery"You're not going to tell me, are you?"Elena narrowed her eyes at Asher, who smirked from his spot on the bed. He lay stretched out, arms behind his head, looking far too amused by her frustration."Nope," he said simply, his voice dripping with satisfaction.She huffed, crossing her arms. "Why do I even bother asking?"Asher chuckled, his dark eyes gleaming in the dim light of their room. "Because you’re curious."She hated that he was right.Elena had spent the last hour trying to pry the secret from him, but he remained annoyingly tight-lipped. Whatever he wanted to show her, it was important enough for him to keep it a surprise.And that only made her more impatient.She tapped her foot against the floor, staring at him like he might crack under the pressure. He didn’t."Not even a hint?" she tried again, lowering her voice to a coaxing whisper.Asher turned his head slightly, pretending to consider. "Alright, I’ll give you something."