All Chapters of Her Alpha's Secret: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

AlexThe sun is setting, streaking the sky with fiery shades of orange and pink, but it does nothing to temper the fire in my chest. I sit outside, on the edge of the pack’s territory, staring at the darkening horizon while my mind remains trapped in the past twenty-four hours. The kiss with Nova. The battle. The way she moved, her every attack precise, her body lethal. And then the kiss again, replaying in my head like a fever dream I can’t escape.Her lips were soft, but the moment — intense, heated — still scorches through me like wildfire. I can feel the warmth of her pressed against me, the way her hands gripped me with an urgency that matched my own, pulling me closer as if we could somehow merge into one.Did she feel it as deeply as I did? Does she feel this unbearable ache?Right now, I doubt she’s even thinking about that kiss. She’s had one hell of a day — leading her pack, standing at the front lines, carrying the weight of every decision, every life. She’s not just their

NovaThe next morning sun is barely up when I step outside, inhaling the crisp morning air. The scent of the forest is fresh, but beneath it, the lingering stench of the battle still clings to the earth. Blood and burned flesh stain the land like an ugly scar, a reminder that peace is always temporary. The silence feels different now, heavier—as if the trees themselves are holding their breath, waiting for the next attack.I barely take two steps before I see Nate standing near the edge of the packhouse. His arms are crossed, his posture deceptively relaxed, but his eyes give him away. He’s been waiting for me.For a moment, I hesitate, then make my way toward him.He smiles—genuine, warm. “Morning, Alpha.”I return the smile, though mine is laced with uncertainty. “Morning.”He watches me closely, then exhales a small laugh. “You look like you’ve got something to say.”I shift on my feet. “I do. But I don’t know where to start.”Nate chuckles. “Okay, is this a let’s-walk-through-the-

NovaA deep moan slips from my lips as his mouth explores my neck, my shoulder, his warmth leaving a trail of fire in its wake.His fingers dip beneath my dress, trailing over my inner thighs, teasing. Then, slowly, he presses a finger between my folds, over the thin fabric of my g-string.The contact sends electricity coursing through me.He groans, inhaling sharply. “You’re drenched.”I bite my lip, stifling another moan.He moves my panties aside, dragging his fingers along my slit — agonizingly slow. My hips lift instinctively, seeking more, but his other hand presses against my lower stomach, holding me down.I whimper.“Stay still,” he rasps. “Let me enjoy you.”His fingers stroke over my clit, teasing, before slipping lower, spreading my wetness. My breath catches as he repeats the motion, still achingly slow, building my frustration to a fever pitch.Then, finally, he picks up speed.Not much, just enough to have me gasping, my body arching beneath his touch.He slips his midd

NovaI wasn’t prepared for this.The weight of his mother's words sinks into me like stones, pressing against my chest, suffocating me. I replay it in my mind, desperately searching for a loophole, some way out.But there isn’t one.Alex has to marry a witch or die for one.His mother is telling him that he has to make a choice. What damn choice?Even Diana sided with the witch goddess on this one, which means we wouldn’t just be defying one divine will — we’d be going against two. And one of them is the goddess the werewolves serve.My throat tightens. This isn’t just about Alex and me anymore.I feel Alex beside me, his presence like a storm barely contained. His body is taut, his anger and frustration practically radiating off him. I feel it too — the rage, the need to fight against the fate that’s been forced upon us.But what am I supposed to do?Ignore what Luna Isla just said? Ignore her warnings? Pretend that Alex and I can be together without consequence?Because there will b

NovaAurora returns to her coven with Leon and a few other volunteers accompanying her, helping to keep them safe overnight. But not before Alex made one thing crystal clear: Not even Hecate herself could shield Aurora from his wrath if anything happened to my packmates at the witches’ hands.Alex walks me to my room as we relive the day’s events. The weight of it all still hangs heavy, that moment in my office this morning feels like a lifetime ago.I look into his eyes—those deep, intense blue eyes that seem to see straight through me. They darken and he steps closer, pulling me against him. His lips brush my head in a soft kiss, lingering just long enough to ground us both in the moment.“Good night, my love,” he murmurs.My heart stutters. ‘My’... Alex had called me ‘love’ before, but that one word — just two simple letters — shifts everything. It changes the meaning. My breath catches in my throat, and I feel a rush of warmth flood through me.Before he pulls away completely, I