Lahat ng Kabanata ng Owned By The Dangerous Alpha: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

J U L I A NAs River swung open the door, I could see the surprise on his face when he spotted me.Honestly, I was a bit taken aback myself for showing up at my older brother's place.On a Sunday evening, no less.This wasn’t really my style. Sure, we were a tight-knit family, but there were certain times during the week when we all intentionally took a break from each other.Social media was the biggest nuisance out there.Though his daughter would probably disagree, as she was all about it."Did the world end, or did your house explode?" River joked, chuckling as he stepped back to let me in. For a guy who usually donned only the finest handmade suits from his Italian tailor at work, he looked surprisingly laid-back.Dressed in jeans and a Chicago Bulls hoodie.At least he had good taste."Or maybe you just couldn't resist my fabulous company from yesterday," he quipped."You, the construction worker? Not quite. I just wanted to pick your brain," I replied, shutting the door behind

S U M M E RLife had been a bit chaotic, and I felt that intensity magnified over the past few years.I was content with the path I had chosen, yet the echoes of my past were always lurking.Perhaps everyone needed those reminders to avoid making the same errors again.At least I had moved on from my old life and the guy who tried to hold me back, seeking new adventures.Still, it came with its share of headaches.I kept seeing the wolf card and let out a sigh. I really shouldn’t have stepped into that shop.Lumia's response was still heavy on my mind. The whole thing felt surreal, to say the least.Here I was, a scientist, and I couldn’t come up with a solid explanation.I knew I wouldn’t find any answers on a Sunday night.I knocked on the turquoise door of the charming Cape Cod house, feeling a bit hesitant as I waited. There was never a clear sign of how my almost sister-in-law would be feeling. Emily Abbott seemed like a genuinely good person. She was a wonderful aunt to my daugh

J U L I A NWolfen Industries was operating smoothly, with offices, production sites, and dealers spread across various cities and rural areas in the U.S. We were also in talks with some European diplomats, but it seemed like Italy was really pushing back against our entry into the market.We had a meeting lined up with a group of Italians to try and ease the situation, but I wasn't too optimistic about it.From what I gathered, they were genuinely worried that we would capture an even larger share of the market than we already had. Should I feel bad for them? Not a chance.I had earned a reputation as one of the toughest businessmen in the field, and for good reason.The two production facilities located between Cambridge and Chicago were the original sites established by my great-grandfather ages ago. Although they had been upgraded with top-of-the-line equipment, they still retained their original charm.This included a set of offices on the ground floor of the very first building.

J U L I A NCalix had no interest in hearing about the legends or the methods that had taken generations to shape our way of life. He despised the mandatory training, skipping more classes than he actually attended. Because of his refusal to adhere to the rules, despite being born an Alpha, his rank was demoted to a lower status. This marked the beginning of his disdain for who we were and where we stood."Supreme beings capable of slaying both wolves and humans," River recalled the ancient tales our mother had insisted we listen to.Admittedly, the old folklore about our curse to roam the earth as hybrids since the Viking era was hard to digest. It felt akin to a ghost story or a horror film crafted by humans.From my scientific understanding, we were created like any other creature, but we had found a way to evolve."What are we discussing?" Parker inquired as Calix continued to seethe.I leaned back in my chair, the thought of our predicament feeling like a personal nightmare. "Wer

S U M M E R"I won't fall for your trick of calling me about an emergency with Britney. That's an old ploy, and trust me, men see right through it. They no longer buy into the babysitter-calling-with-an-emergency routine," Melissa stated firmly, as was her style."They will if you sell it well!" A driver behind me honked aggressively, tailgating me. If I weren't already speeding close to eighty miles per hour, I would have gladly slammed on the brakes. Honestly, I could use a new car anyway."That's nonsense, and you can't wiggle out of this so easily. You agreed to the date. Remember?""I was... pressured." It was a stretch, but I couldn't let my best friend know how thrilled I was. She would never let me forget it. "Just do it, please?"As the rude driver sped past, giving me the finger, I instinctively rolled down my window and shouted, "Right back at you, jerk!""Wow, girl. You might want to consider some anger management," Melissa chuckled."It's been a rough week." I had been bl