Semua Bab Alpha Lucian Obsession: Bab 61 - Bab 70

LUCIAN Tobias cursed under his breath, about to bolt toward her. But then—a sound ripped through the air. A growl. Tobias tensed. Surprisingly, it shook through my bones, traveling straight down into my gut. I thought it was mine, but with the weight of the vibrations… no, it wasn’t. It wasn’t Tobias’s either. It was hers. The pups froze. Their eyes went wide, and varieties of shock and fear flashed across their faces. When Tobias turned to me, his expression was pale, and his eyes widened with realization. “Shit, Lucian,” he breathed. “That was a fucking obsidian growl right there. Maybe her wolf isn’t entirely gone.” I couldn’t move. Tobias was right. Her wolf wasn’t gone. It was rather… suppressed. How was that even possible? Aria’s gaze flickered between the two pups, her expression twisting into something older… unreadable. “Who told you to spar without a handler?” she asked calmly—like they hadn’t just pushed her. One of the pups wiped blood from his mouth. “No on

ARIAHis scent was familiar, filling my nose with earthy tones. Clearly, this wolf hadn’t been under a roof for a while. His cold breath fanned across my face, and his heavy paws pressed down on either side of me. There was no way out.What a brute. His icy eyes sparkled with mischief, and he bounced with excitement.Excitement to see me? I chuckled, scratching behind his ears. This was weird. Shouldn’t I be pushing this strange wolf off me?No. For some reason, I didn’t feel angry. Behind me, I heard Lucian mumbling something about Rowan. That was impossible. Rowan Frostbite would never stray from his perfect etiquette for something like this. He was the icy prince, the epitome of cold.This wolf smelled wild and a little... off. I froze, recognizing something I wasn’t ready to admit.But...I swallowed hard. I was actually enjoying this.My fingers twitched against his fur, searching for warmth beneath the rough coat. His body radiated heat, and goddess help me, I wasn’t even trying

ARIAThe truth?“You bitch!” Maren rushed forward so quickly that, for a moment, I thought she was going to slap Clara.Clara didn’t flinch. But when she lifted her head, I saw how close she was to running away from Maren.“You have no idea what you’re talking about,” Maren hissed. “You should have waited.”“Waited for what?” Clara shot back. “For her to be blindsided? For her to be killed? She is the true…”Heiress. She was about to say "heiress."“You don’t understand,” Maren said, shaking her head. “There were reasons—”“What reasons?” I finally found my voice.They both turned to me.“Why do I feel like everyone knows something about me except me?” My entire body was shaking. I hated this. The secrets. The whispers. The way everyone spoke around me like I wasn’t even there.“This is madness,” Maren muttered, shaking her head. “You dumb bitch.”Clara shrugged. “I didn’t do anything wrong.” Her hands trembled slightly, but she squared her shoulders. “I can’t stop her from being curi

Darius’s POVAll I wanted was for them to look like Aria.Green eyes… white hair… freckles… pouty lips. I barely closed the door before shoving her against the wall."Yeah..." she groaned, tilting her neck to give me more access.I ignored that intimate part, ripping her dress all the way down and slapping those ass cheeks… my fingers would leave a mark, that's for sure.Heat rolled off our bodies as I pulled out my cock.I lifted her effortlessly, pressing her back harder against the cold surface. She moaned, her shoulders digging into my neck… she parted her lips, silently offering me the invitation to kiss her, but I didn’t take it. Instead, I wrapped her legs around my waist, gripping so tightly… enough to leave a bruise.I plunged my cock into her tight pussy without much foreplay, ready to give her rough and fast.She wasn't Aria.But she'd do. I slammed her waist against me over and over again. The sound of skin against skin filled the room, coupled with her gasps of pleasure a

DARIUSBecoming a rogue meant death for most. No pack. No protection. No territory. I should have been dead before I turned eighteen.But… I wasn’t.And when my father’s most trusted betas and gammas started following me instead of hunting me, I knew I had won. One by one, I made them understand that my name meant more than just being the son of the Ashen Alpha.By the time I was twenty, I had my own people—wolves who had lost everything, wolves too crazy for normal packs, wolves who found comfort in the fact that I didn’t give a fuck about laws, councils, or some pathetic alpha order.They followed me because I let them live exactly how they wanted. And in return, they did whatever the fuck I asked. When I was twenty-five, I decided it was time—time to spare my brother the agony of becoming like our father.He didn’t know, of course. He had no idea I was the one who killed our parents. What drove me? Jealousy? Anger? The fact that he was just a little more special than me?Hm.All I