Semua Bab The Alpha's Human Mate: Bab 41 - Bab 50

“I need to do some research on these werewolves,” Ashley said after they had rested for a bit.“I was just about to suggest the same thing. We need to know the truth… whether they’re real or not,” Maggie added.They both moved to Ashley’s desk, where her laptop sat. Ashley powered it on and waited for it to boot up.Just then, a knock sounded at the door.“I’ll—” Maggie began, but Ashley cut her off.“Dad will get it,” she said, and Maggie nodded.The laptop finally came on, and Ashley quickly opened a browser and started typing.Another knock came.“Are you sure your dad’s answering that?” Maggie asked, uncertain.“Are you expecting anyone? Whoever it is can wait. I’m not in the mood to see anyone right now,” Ashley replied—until a familiar voice called out from outside.“Ashley, are you in there? Please say something. I’m really worried!” Derek’s voice rang out.Ashley and Maggie exchanged glances. Maggie gave her a small nod.“You should go talk to him,” she said gently.Ashley sig

Enoch stood concealed behind the thick trunk of a tree, his eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before him. His heart pounded with a mix of confusion and dread as he watched from the shadows."Why is Noah with Collins? And what are they doing at her place?" he wondered aloud, though no answer came—only the rustling of leaves and the quiet hum of the wind in his ears. Something didn’t feel right.A heavy sigh escaped him. “I need to warn her… Collins isn’t who she thinks he is. He’s dangerous, and she has no idea.”Still hidden, Enoch continued to observe them, waiting until they disappeared from view before cautiously stepping out of his hiding spot. His expression hardened with resolve as he began making his way to Ashley’s house.When he arrived, he knocked on the door, his heart still thumping in his chest. Footsteps approached from within, and moments later, the door creaked open. Ashley appeared, her hand mid-motion as she was about to call out for Collins—only to freeze when she s

Derek arrived at Ashley’s house to find the group still gathered in the living room. He stepped in with a smile, his presence filling the doorway.“Hey, I’m back,” he announced casually.All heads turned to him.“We can see that,” Ashley replied with a teasing smirk, prompting a round of soft chuckles from the group.“Okay, okay... Who missed me?” Derek asked, grinning as he dropped his bag.Everyone scoffed and rolled their eyes—except Fighter, who remained quiet, just observing them all with his usual stoic expression.“Nobody missed you, bro,” Maggie said playfully. “So bring that ego of yours down a notch and get over here. We’re almost done with the history notes—and trust me, it’s a lot.”Derek walked over and picked up Ashley’s notebook from the table, flipping through the pages.“This? Pfft, not that bulky. I’ll catch up in no time,” he said with confidence.Ashley gently took the book from his hands and gave him a knowing look. “We know you’ve got your super speed or whatever

Ashley stood at the front of the house, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. She glanced at her phone to confirm the address once more, then lifted her eyes to the quiet, slightly worn-down building before her.“This has to be it,” she whispered to herself, trying to sound more confident than she felt.With a long, shaky exhale, she took a step forward, forcing herself to keep moving even as nerves twisted her stomach into knots. No turning back now, she thought. She reached the front door, spotted the small round doorbell, and pressed it gently.She stood there, waiting—still, silent, hopeful. Deep inside, she prayed that she was doing the right thing, that she wasn’t walking into danger or worse—another dead end. All she wanted were answers, anything to stop the storm of questions tearing her apart.But no one answered.Seconds passed. Then minutes. Just when she was about to reach for the bell again, a deep, gravelly voice echoed from somewhere above her.“One more touch an

“Oh my God…” Fighter muttered, eyes wide with disbelief as he took in the contents of the hidden room Raymond had just revealed. Weapons of all kinds filled the space—sleek modern rifles, rusted but deadly-looking blades, grenades, throwing knives, and even gear that looked like it belonged in a spy film.Raymond picked up a rifle and casually rested it on his shoulder, a grin tugging at the corners of his lips. “I might not be a licensed hunter,” he said smugly, “but I can guarantee I shoot better than half the ones on record.”That drew a chuckle from the boys.“This is insane,” Derek said, slowly shaking his head as he scanned the room.Raymond nodded proudly. “Welcome to my little collection.”“Since when have you had all these?” Fighter asked, still trying to take it all in.Raymond gave him a reminiscent smile. “Since forever. Your dad and I used to come here almost every day before he passed. This place was our haven.”A small, nostalgic smile crept onto Fighter’s face at the m