All Chapters of The Alpha’s Untamed Beast is: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

I take one look at Ethan, a quick glance at everyone else around–grab a handful of my dress and rush out while trying not to trip over my feet in the process.I couldn't care less whatever thoughts were going on through the minds of the guests in attendance.Screw their whispers and questioning looks.Not Aurora's bitchy sneer directed at me or even Ethan would be able to keep me here after such news of my dad's health.I had better things to worry about than trying to steer clear of the petty beta and her standoffish Alpha.My legs are shaking so much as I stumble my way through the crowd gathered around the entrance, attempting to push my way past, my breath short, sweat pouring from my pores.I stagger once–then again, reaching out for something–anything to hold on to, but everything feels just unreachable.“Move!” His voice slices through the swarm of people that had been pretending to not have taken note of my struggles.One minute they're refusing to give me way to get some air

“Lyra–Luna, finally you've arrived.” Spite and pretence drip from beta Ryder's voice as Ethan and I enter. His use of the word 'Luna' feels like mockery, coated with enough detest, but I refuse to give him the satisfaction of a reaction as I smile sweetly instead.“For a meetup this urgent, I expect it to be good news concerning my father.” I keep my words short and direct, having no time for their shenanigans so early in the day.“The pack can't continue to stand without a leader, the people are worried, control is slipping and things are beginning to get out of hand, they need a new lord–a new Alpha to take up responsibilities around here while Damien remains-”“Alpha Damien! It is my lord or Alpha Damien to you! Never mix that up again.” My outbursts surprise even myself as I glare hard at beta Ryder.Rage pulses through me, syncing perfectly with my pounding heart.I've never felt the need to pull someone's tongue out so much as I felt for him now.Ethan's hold on my waist tighten

“There! You look ready to win the bake-off, Luna!” Clara grins, finishing up the final touches to the stylish bun she had been working on pulling my hair into.A quick twirl in the mirror and I giggle, satisfied with the outcome of all her dedication.I looked wonderful! Felt stunning too–hair all primed and proper, my outfit kept causal but still flattering to my figure and my makeup at a minimal.Hours! We've been at our chaotic dress up since she came in at sunrise to help me get ready, as the bake-off was to start by breakfast.Waking up this morning felt easier than yesterday though–nightmares aside…those were now a part of my nightly routine I was left with no choice but to embrace.And yes, it had something to do with the anticipation of giving this pack exercise my best.I was going to give in my best and earn a bit of respect for myself from the members–not with the influence of Ethan's authority–one that was deserved.I turned to the maid who was now gradually beginning to w