Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Wrong Mate, The Right Alpha: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Damon’s POVThe moment I stepped away from the door of the diner, the air was stale. It didn’t smell like the warm and crispy air in the diner. The restaurant's lights overhead flickered against the damp walls. I held the brown paper bag with food and drinks in my hands as I walked through to the car. Ryan had come out of the car and approached me, his gaze flicked between me and the door behind me. “Alpha Damon, Are you sure you don’t want to explain the Grant issue beforehand to the elders?” He asked, with a low voice. I didn’t stop for a beat as I put the food in the back seat of the car. “No! Let them ask.” My wolf, Kai, curled tight in my chest, "He insulted our mate, Mara. He stood so close to her, mocking her, he was lucky I wasn’t in control, I’d have made sure he bled… that would get the word around that our mate is never to be messed around with. She’s precious to us.” I closed my mind off but I knew I had restrained myself a lot from Kai’s anger. And I had trusted Ma

Talia’s POV The cold night air hit me like a cold slap but it could not even compete with the heat that was simmering underneath my skin. The heat brought on from the embarrassment I had just faced with Damon. I stormed down the street to my car, my heels clicked against the pavement. Damon’s words were still echoing in my head, parasite. He had called me a parasite… me of all people. He didn’t even raise his voice, he didn’t need to. The calm and low tone sent that message deeper than any shout could have. The part that stung wasn’t even the insult itself, it was the way he had dismissed me entirely. He felt like I wasn’t even important enough, just a house fly he could swat away. My hands clenched into fists, I was no one’s fly. I was Talia Wrenfield, the daughter of Alpha Harrick Wrenfield of the Stormdawn pack. The only child of my father’s bloodline, born with Alpha energy…. An energy so strong the healers who had been there when I shifted for the first time said the

Mara’s POV The safe house smelled different today when I walked in, it smelled of food and freshly cooked chicken. I wondered if Damon was the one who had cooked. Damon was at the table, neat stacks of documents before him, his new Beta seated beside him with chicken on a plate in front of them. I cleared my throat to announce myself, then walked into the room. Damon’s expression changed like he had been bored before or he was looking forward to the information I had brought. “Aiden has been coming home later than usual, much later. It’s been three nights this week, at first I thought he was already in before I got home but I heard him sneak in, he walked in just past midnight. And…” I tapped the notes I had made, “… he has a new pattern, he doesn’t drive in the normal way, coming in through different angles like he is returning from different routes.” Damon leafed through my notes, his expression unreadable. “He’s not being careful, he’s returning from different places.” His ne

Damon’s POV The engine of the car hummed low as I drove through the pack’s quiet streets, every one busy at work or school… no idea of the impending danger that the smuggling ring might cause if not caught… the entire upheaval of the natural order of werewolf society as we know it. There was that, and there was Mara’s silhouette still imprinted in my mind. Every single time she stepped out of that fitting room from the shop… it had been an actual battle not to let my control snap as I watched her strike poses… innocent poses but provocative to me. Everything she did provoked me, even just breathing. Kai prowled inside me, restless. “You’re a coward, you know that right? She’s ours. She belongs in our bed, not paraded in front of some tailor with her skin showing and glowing… she shouldn’t be in that house with that bottom feeding pitiful excuse of a wolf…” Disciplined, I cut him off. I had enough grief already… It wasn't easy for me at all but Kai made it a hundred times ha

Mara’s POV I stared at Damon, he was no longer in his human form, he was now a massive wolf with eyes that were fixated on me. His eyes were two pools of hot lava and his fur was black. This was my first time seeing his wolf, it was magnificently glorious. Kira was practically vibrating inside me. “Well, what are we waiting for? Get on him! Don’t just stand there…” I wanted to speak but my throat had gone dry, I coughed a dry cough first. Damon’s wolf began inching closer. “I can’t ride an Alpha’s wolf, what does that even mean? That’s… that’s inappropriate right? It’s not nothing. It means something but I can’t explain what…” I snapped at Kira. She was jumbling up my thoughts and it was getting harder to think. I shook my head. “No. Absolutely not, Damon. I can walk to the bus station and wait for a bus. Better still you can call me a cab but I am not getting on you.” Damon huffed, there was a low sound in his chest that I pictured as him laughing. Maybe if he wa