All Chapters of FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

~LAYLA~ I gulp, my stomach twisting. She knew. She had her suspicions all along…. Brie watches me with those sharp, assessing eyes of hers, still wearing that smirk. I don't know what expression I am wearing on my face right now, but whatever it is, it’s enough to make her sigh before she moves closer, shifting on the bed so she is right beside me. Her scent is clean and rosy with the faintest trace of antiseptic from the hospital. It fills my nose as she settles in, and I look away from her, already feeling distraught as I reach for another slice of cake. "Layla, look at me." her voice is softer and warmer now, "You know you don’t have to keep all of it inside. Today, you went through hell in that trial, but you’re here. You’re still in our pack, and that has to mean something." “Honestly Brie,” I pause a bit, swallowing the cake in my mouth and exhaling a breath. "I never planned all this. I just—” “You just need to adjust and look after yourself,” she cuts in. “Our pack isn'

~RAELIN~ The instant she enters, my mind fucking shuts down. I grip my pen tightly until I feel the bite of it digging into my palm. Fuck. Still keeping my eyes on her, she enters fully and closes the door with a soft click, balancing a filled tray in one hand. That is when I even realize that she is carrying the fruits and juice I had requested Aunt Gaia to bring earlier. Aunt Gaia was supposed to do that, but instead, my rogue darling is the one with the tray and is now heading towards me while looking so innocent yet so utterly sinful that I have to clench my jaw to keep from growling. I swear the goddess really answered my prayers by mating me with Layla Kavros because hell, I suddenly feel like the air in this office is almost too foggy for me to breathe. Layla’s presence has always been enough to draw all my fucking attention, but what she is wearing now makes my jaw drop with my eyes totally fixed on her regardless of the documents I was working on before she entered. A red

~ KIRA ~ How dare she?! How dare that filthy rogue trash walk away from that trial like she fucking has the right to remain alive?! My blood is boiling hot because of that bitch! I remember her standing in that trial chamber with those nasty defiant eyes and speaking like some pathetic piece of shit. She said she doesn't belong in my pack and yet she is rubbing herself all over Raelin back at that fucking packhouse! She behaves like she has any damn right to breathe the same air like me. I fucking hate her! I hate her victory, I hate the protective and possessive way Raelin defended her! Fuck! I hate it all! I hate her with a passion that needs her wiped off from the face of the earth like the rogue scum she is. I should be Luna. I should be the one standing next to Raelin and not some nameless, disgusting stray dragged in from the gutters or from whatever pit of hell she came from. I have spent my whole life preparing to be the Luna of this pack. I was fucking born for it. That

~LAYLA ~ After I am done lathering my skin with the bath gel and scrubbing my body with the fluffy sponge, I let the warm water finish the rest. When the warm water has done its job, I step out of the enclosure. My skin feels so fresh and warm. Not from desire this time, but from the soothing comfort of my bath. After wrapping a towel around my body and done with cleansing my mouth, I unlock the bathroom door and step out of the bathroom. Heading towards my wardrobe, I am even more relieved once again that my arousal scent is gone. The breeze gently blowing into the room is cold and fresh as it stirs my curtains slightly. The wind reminds me of something peaceful. A feeling I can't deny I felt after the judgement of my trial despite the persistent doubts I had. Reaching the wardrobe, I open it and pull out a simple yet comfortable outfit: A soft, cream-colored blouse with simple lace details along the sleeves. I paired it with dark fitted jeans that hug my curves just right. After,

~RAELIN~“Get your fucking hands off me.”With a snarl, I shove Kira's hands off my body. Hard. She stumbles back.Her mismatched eyes flash wide with disbelief, her lips parting like she can’t fathom that I just rejected her. Again.But I fucking did. And I will always reject her.Exhaling sharply, I wipe off the sweat from my forehead, my eyes pinned on Kira and silently warning her not to try anything more stupid. I am restless. Irritated.Disgusted.There is only one woman that even the thought of that woman is more than enough to drive my cock into rock hard mode. Her scent, her fire, her everything…. they all have me bound to a place I can't escape. A place that I don't even want to escape from.But now, I have a fucking problem to deal with, and that problem is standing right here in front of me with her arms crossed, her smirk returning like she thinks this is a fucking game between us.Both Father and daughter make me fucking sick.“You’re really playing hard to get, Ray,” K