Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha's begging me back home: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

In the intertwined world of humans and werewolves, as Isabella's health gradually mended, the new school semester dawned. Perhaps the tides of fate had shifted, turning sorrow into joy, for her once - beleaguered life seemed to be on an upward trajectory. In this world where werewolf - influenced fashion trends were starting to make waves, her career was finally beginning to bloom.Isabella’s designs quickly gained traction among her classmates, many of whom were attuned to the subtler werewolf - inspired styles emerging in the fashion scene. The allure of her affordable yet stylish clothing, with its undercurrents of the wild and mysterious, spread like wildfire. Word - of - mouth, a powerful force in both human and werewolf communities, worked its magic. Soon, her customer base expanded beyond the low - end market, reaching into the mid - tier. Her wallet grew plump, and with it, her confidence in forging her own path in the cut - throat world of fashion.Theodore, a young werewolf

One of Nathan’s friends playfully slapped him on the shoulder and jested, “Nathan, you’d better hustle and bring Isabella back pronto. Imagine if one day she waltzes back, pregnant and demanding a divorce. You’d be left high and dry, bawling your eyes out.” “Plus, if the great Nathan gets ditched by Isabella, it’d be a real hit to your werewolf - enhanced reputation.” Nathan gritted his teeth, muttering, “She wouldn’t dare...” Ultimately, perhaps under the mounting pressure of the impending company gala, a significant event in the werewolf - human business calendar, Nathan decided to yield. “Noah, book me a flight to the U.S. And get some top - notch gifts for my wife,” he commanded, his werewolf pride slightly bruised but his sense of duty to maintain appearances kicking in. His assistant, whose face betrayed no emotion, replied, “Yes, sir.” The next day. Nathan boarded a flight to the U.S., clutching a ragdoll cat as a gift his assistant had procured. The cat, with its

Theodore stumbled out of his room, looking flustered. "Sis, what’s wrong?" Isabella glared at him, her eyes brimming with tears. Her shoulders heaved as she struggled to contain her anger. "You’re faking being sick just to avoid school... Do you even understand? Of all pursuits, studying is paramount! In our world, whether human or werewolf, knowledge is power. If you don’t want to be bullied anymore in the future, you must study hard!" Theodore instantly caved, his sharp peach blossom eyes drooping. As a young werewolf, he could sense the intensity of Isabella's emotions. "Sis, I was wrong." Isabella’s voice trembled with frustration. "Theodore, I am willing to shield you from storms, but the world is vast, and not all storms can be blocked for you. In the werewolf - human world, you need to be strong enough to face challenges on your own." "Reflect on this properly." She angrily grabbed his school bag and slammed the door on her way out. Theodore pouted. "Why is she so f

"Of course." The elders nodded in agreement. Families like the Sanchez, the Browns, the Hills, and the Millers, were not just towering financial empires in the human world but also held significant power within the werewolf community. Their patriarchs, werewolf elders with unparalleled wisdom and centuries of experience, had an uncanny ability to evaluate potential successors. In the werewolf - human society, anyone who caught their discerning eyes was undoubtedly a promising candidate for inheriting a vast dynasty, both in wealth and werewolf influence. While the Hill family previously groomed Nathan, a werewolf with high aspirations, their recent promotion of Caleb hinted at ambiguity in the Hill Group's line of succession. In the werewolf packs, succession battles were common, and the shifting of power dynamics could have far - reaching consequences. Seeing Caleb basking in the spotlight, chatting animatedly with the family heads, Nathan felt the stirrings of crisis. His we

In the werewolf - human intertwined world, Nathan suddenly lost control and reached out to grab Isabella, his werewolf instincts urging him to claim what he considered his own. But he didn't anticipate her fierce reaction. She slapped him hard, her voice echoing in the shop as she screamed in shock, “Ah! Pervert! How dare you harass me…”Before the words fully left her mouth, several men in the shop, some of them werewolf - aware humans, had already stepped in to block Nathan. In the werewolf - human society, such displays of aggression were not tolerated, especially in public spaces.Taking advantage of the commotion, Isabella quickly dashed out of the store. Her heart raced, her human instincts telling her to escape the werewolf - influenced chaos.Nathan’s face turned ashen. Though he hadn’t seen her face clearly, his werewolf - enhanced hearing had confirmed his suspicion—it was his wife, Isabella.He desperately tried explaining to the foreigners holding him back, his werewolf -