All Chapters of I Need A Second Chance : Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

Alpha TroyThe night was quiet—eerily so. Only the distant howl of a patrol wolf echoed across the packhouse. I pay attention to every little detail.After my encounter with Melissa I sat alone in my chamber, the fire casting sharp shadows on the walls, the air thick with a mix of smoke and something far more dangerous even though I couldn't tell what it was.But it didn't look gentle and kind, I could say mine was a hunger sharpened by power and possession of her over and over again.I leaned back in my chair, letting the tension in my shoulders unravel as my mind journeyed into memory.She had this uniqueness, her beauty seemed like that of a goddess. Her skin had been like porcelain under the moonlight. Soft, warm and smooth. And her scent—gods, that scent—it clung to me long after I left her room. Sweet like untouched honey laced with something I couldn’t place. It wasn’t just her body that intrigued me… it was her resistance, her pain. That flicker of fire in her eyes even as her

Melissa“Out,” he growled at Kiara as he drew closer.Kiara moved slowly, her movements hesitant, as though expecting to be struck. She was obviously scared. She glanced at me briefly, tension and regret swimming in her eyes before she bowed her head and walked past him with the last strand of boldness she had.Troy didn’t even look at her again, it was obvious he didn't come for her but me.She shut the door behind her with a soft click that sounded like the closing of a cell. Now it was just the two of us.My hands trembled in my lap as I lowered my gaze. I didn’t dare move. My entire body screamed to run, but there was nowhere to go. Not with him between me and the door. I could barely breathe. The reality just dawned on me much more that anything could happen.He was silent for a long time. Quietly watching me.“I am sorry, I allowed her in.”He still kept mute as though what I said didn't matter.I braced myself, heart pounding in my ears, expecting him to reach for me—to do what