Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha's Reluctant Wife: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Run.Run as fast as you can.Don't look back. Don't falter. Just keep running. Just keep -"Ahhh!!"My internal mantra got interrupted when my feet tripped over an exposed root. It sent me tumbling down a small hill, scrapes and cuts marring my fair skin. I couldn't stop myself from yelping, and no sooner than the sound left my lips, I heard the telltale barks of wolves in the distance.I scratched my neck for the millionth time that night, desperate to dislodge the metal choker around it. My nails came out crusted with both dried and fresh blood. The silver choker served as a twisted reminder of my position and inability to shift into my wolf. It would've been much easier if I could run faster than my two human feet.No time to dwell on it, though. My time was running out.With a huff, I planted my hands on the ground and pushed myself up. I willed my legs to keep working, resuming my escape deeper into the forest. The bright moon lit up my path through the winding trees. I could vag

"Let's all welcome, Galway's Pack Alpha, Adrian!"The host's voice boomed throughout the ballroom, and the guests turned their heads to us as we entered. My hand was in the crook of Adrian's elbow. He expertly maneuvered us through the crowd, greeting each of them as he walked toward the center. It didn't escape my attention that none of them even glanced at me. I was used to being ignored by everyone, although the reasons why they did so varied. Some hated me for my position. Despite being practically a property to Adrian, I had some perks. Nothing could grant me power, but I could at least live a comfortable life —well, as comfortable as I could— while being subjected to Adrian's sadistic side.However, everyone also knew that I was off-limits. The Pack Alpha was a notoriously ruthless leader. When it came to his... interests, he was over-protective with them. Or perhaps it's better to say that he was possessive and obsessed. His violent tendencies were enough to deter anyone from

Adrian was mad.I could feel it in how he gripped my waist, fingers digging into my skin. That would bruise, for sure. It was another thing I had to hide and ignore.But what I was most concerned about was the man kneeling before us. I watched him from the corner of my eyes, drinking in his scruffy appearance and bloodied face. Matted dark hair stuck to his tanned forehead, and his dark gray eyes were shadowed. There was a flash of hurt and sorrow, but they were gone so quickly that I thought I might've just imagined them. A faint scent of pinewood permeated the room, making my wolf stir for a bit before returning to slumber again. It wasn't surprising, given how much she's been hidden.The man looked at Adrian and me with mild interest. They called him The Rogue Wolf. His story had haunted packs for more than a decade: a wolf-shifter who had gone mad and slaughtered his members.Rumors said that it must've been a disease that caused his rampage, while some theorized that he was simpl

The scent of roses still lingered, cloaking my body like a comforting blanket. It's the only buffer I had against the murderous thoughts running in my head because fuck me... those damned wounds...I kept repeating my meeting with my mate as I lay on my bed. I purposely snuck out in the middle of the night, hoping to find where she was staying. When my wolf felt her presence near the garden balcony, I stayed until the bond led her to me.It took all my control to stop my wolf from ravaging her right then and there. We were feeling equally betrayed and desperate, a yearning so painful it rivalled the one I've always harboured in my heart. Even in her bed-rumpled state, my mate looked oh-so-fucking delectable.And then I saw the welts, and all lustful thoughts went out the window.I swear when I saw that bastard Adrian again, I would strangle him with my bare hands. I would take great pleasure in seeing his black and blue face under me, the light in his eyes dimming as I exact his judgm

Between the murderous thoughts running through my head, thinking how dare these mutts threaten my mate, and the nauseating indignation as to how she could think I couldn't protect her myself, deep down, I knew what Chiara was doing.Still, when the shifters moved closer to our position, I couldn't stop the snarl that ripped from my throat. My wolf pushed against the confines of my body, begging to be let out and lay havoc. Elongated canines dug deep into my lips, and claws slipped from my fingertips.Depending on the Alpha, the effect of his dominance could vary. Adrian's dominance was a toe-curling chill that sunk deep into a person's bones. It was designed to instill fear, immobilize, and bend others to his will. Fitting for someone of his designation.As for mine?I didn't need the theatrics. Out in the woods, where I had no one to rule, and everyone else was my enemy, it was better to keep things straight to the point.The shifters gasped and fell to the ground like puppets with t