Fated to the Blind Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Once, in a stone mansion at the edge of the forest, lived a young Alpha named Elias. He was born blind which his Father detested. He thought of him as a bad stain to their bloodline.Eventually, they found out that his blindness wasn't a weakness, because he was strong. He could also hear better than anyone, smell or feel your presence better than any wolf.His Father chose that mansion in the forest because the whole forest belonged to their pack and Elias could train there with the warriors without causing damage to the society at large.The warriors lived in the mansion, a mansion so big there were so many rooms available. Asides warriors, only female servants were taken into mansion and allowed to serve Elias. That’s what Elias wanted, that's how it had always been, until one rainy morning.“He looks small and weak,” muttered a guard at the gate. “Looks too skinny to be of use.”“That’s Jace Lacewood, he is 19 years old...don't mind his appearance.” said the woman beside him. “He i

Badum! Badum! They both stood frozen. Jace heard Elias's heart beat so loud. "Uhm..." Elias smiled. Jace quickly pulled away. "Sorry sir, sorry sir " bowing repeatedly before he fled, scared he had touched the Alpha. His heart didn’t stop racing for hours and he didn't know how he would face Elias by morning.Elias still stood smiling, only that little kind of hug made him feel happy. "Such an innocent and cute little wolf." He smirked. "I don't know if I can hold myself for much longer. I need to explore every inch of him." The sky turned black before dinner. Clouds rolled in thick and heavy, swallowing the moon. Rain whispered against the windows, soft at first, then louder and louder, until it sounded like the whole forest was crying.Elias hated storms; not because of the sound, not because of the dark but because of the memories they carried. Loud, wet, broken memories that clawed at the inside of his skull.He sat in his chair, silent as always. But his fingers tapped the armr

“Alpha?” Jace gasped, his brain now functioning. Elias jerked back, hands flying into the air like he’d been burned. “I... I wasn’t...” Elias started.Jace shot up, grabbing the blanket, pulling it to his chest like armor. His body trembled so hard the bed shook. “Please… please don’t, sir...” Jace stammered.“Don’t call me sir right now,” Elias said immediately, but with a soft tone.“Sorry, sir. I mean...” Jace flinched again.“Jace.”Jace looked like he might cry, run or vanish. But Elias couldn't see his face. Elias could only hear his heart beating loud...showing he was scared in an unusual way. Elias lowered himself to the chair and sat cross-legged. Trying not to make any sudden moves.“I wasn’t going to hurt you,” he said. “I just… couldn’t stop looking at you.”“I-I thought you were angry with me, sir.”“Stop saying sir! Why do you always end every sentence with sir? "Jace looked confused. “But I don’t know what else to call you...”“Elias,” he said gently. “My name is

The club was lively. There was music, laughter, smiles and scents layered over each other like perfume and musk and temptation.Jace stood by the wall, nervous, but trying not to show it.A girl smiled at him. He smiled back.Another touched his arm. He laughed, awkward but polite.They gave him something and he drank it once. It was sweet and warm. It let the music fill his ears. It felt almost right.He loosened up, dancing with the ladies. One in particular seemed to like him, placing her body closer to him and playing with his hair as they danced. Suddenly, he saw the crowd give way. And there, walking through the haze and the sweat and the dim golden lights was Elias.He was dressed very casual with some chest exposure. His hair was moving in slow motion as he walked up to Jace.Jace couldn't focus anymore, his pulse started beating fast again. His cup slipped from his hand, crashing to the floor.Elias didn’t blink.He walked straight toward him, towards his heartbeat. Jace

“Someone’s hiding a very interesting secret,” he said, grabbing Jace’s arm.“Let go,” Jace said, panic rising.The warrior didn’t listen to him. He pushed Jace into the wall. His hand sliding to his waist. "You are going to be a real tasty snack."Then the other hand landed flat on Jace’s chest. He slowly traced his open-palm down his chest. Jace gasped, his back arching. “Don’t...please...”But the warrior kept going. His palm slid down, over the center of Jace’s shirt, thumb pressing gently against the dip just under his ribs. Jace’s started breathing faster.He hated it. He hated the way his body betrayed him. He tried to push the hand away, but the warrior caught his wrist easily.“What are you hiding under all this?” he whispered. “Nulls don’t burn like this. They don’t go into heat. So what are you?”The fingers wandered lower and lower....going too low gradually, teasing Jace. Jace whimpered, chest rising fast. “Stop,” he said. “Please... don’t touch me.”The warrior leaned in,