Lahat ng Kabanata ng Too Human To Be His: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Alina Wayland’s eyes blazed with an untamed fire, awakening emotions I thought I had long buried—excitement, tension, and that dangerous thrill of anticipation. He was devouring me with his gaze, hungry and possessive, and judging by the way his pants were straining, he clearly liked what he saw. I swallowed hard, unable to stop my thoughts from wandering to the magnificent weapon trapped behind that fabric—something I remembered all too well. One look at him, and I was ruined. Gods, he looked incredible. That tuxedo clung to his powerful frame like it had been sewn onto him by fate itself. So infuriatingly perfect it made my mouth go dry, my heart skip, and my eyes linger far longer than they should’ve. His scent—rich, masculine, unmistakably his—mixed with that overwhelming aura of dominance, filled the car like a storm cloud. And it was slowly, surely, tearing apart my carefully built defenses. Damn him. I missed the bastard. I really missed him. More than I wanted to a

Having reached some door, he carried me into the hotel suite and rather unceremoniously threw me onto the bed.Because of the slit in my dress, my legs were exposed scandalously high, almost up to my underwear, and lying on my back — upside down from being over his shoulder — had shifted my top in such a way that my twins were barely held in place by the corset.Wayland growled, inhaling deeply, then yanked off his jacket and tossed it aside somewhere as his burning gaze devoured me.I immediately shot up like a startled doll. Lying on a bed, especially in this state, in front of this beast — was a dangerous game.But it felt good, whispered my inner voice at the worst possible time, making my cheeks burn with heat."Is it that little musician?" the Alpha demanded, his voice a thunderous growl, clearly struggling to keep himself in check."My mark is on you! You're already my wife!" the brunette snarled, and I nearly choked on outrage at hearing such a ridiculous claim."Oh, that disg

Holding my chin high with pride, I step over the Alpha’s body and start feverishly thinking through my escape plan. I have no doubt the hotel is swarming with Wayland’s guards, so I need to act fast—and carefully.Lena once said that in this kind of unconscious state, werewolves can stay down for hours. Still, it’s better not to waste a second.I move toward the door—only to find it locked.Damn it!There has to be a key somewhere! I frantically scan the room and finally spot Wayland’s abandoned blazer in the far corner.Of course!I rush toward it, throwing a cautious glance at the Alpha.He’s sleeping like a baby. A very handsome baby... Bastard!No time for poetry! I dig through the pockets and—thank the Moon—find the keycard to the room.I unlock the door and slowly peek into the hallway.It’s empty. Not a soul in sight. Just the soft glow of wall lamps casting quiet shadows across the corridor.I let out a sigh of relief—not because my escape would be easier, but because no one h

After several hours of passionate madness, we’re lying in bed, taking a break. Well—I’m taking a break. Judging by the tented sheet over Wayland’s hips, the alpha clearly doesn’t need one.Sorry, but I’m not some purebred she-wolf who can handle a guy like him for days on end—especially not someone this fiery. And especially not when I’m out of practice.Yeah... I hadn’t been intimate with Aiden at all during those six months. The werewolf saw how broken I was and understood everything without words. One time, it almost came to a kiss, but I couldn’t go any further. Rationally, I wanted to do it just to spite Wayland and the bond that still lingered between us. But... I just couldn’t. I ended up crying half the night on my friend’s shoulder.The next morning, Aiden proposed. He said he’d do everything he could to help heal my wounds, and that maybe, one day, we could truly be happy together. But all this time, I never gave him a clear answer—and he never pressured me. He simply let me

The next morning, bright and early, we headed over to Tanya's place.Yesterday, just before I was dragged off to a luxurious bathroom—where a certain someone suddenly decided to prove his love tirelessly—I managed to sneak in a call to my sister to let her know I wouldn’t be home that night.I’ll admit, I’m still not used to hearing sweet confessions from an alpha, or seeing tenderness in his eyes instead of the usual anger and disapproval directed at me. It often leaves me stunned. But I’d be lying if I said it didn’t melt into a pleasant warmth that spreads through my whole body.It’s just scary to believe in it all too quickly and end up hurt again. That’s why I’m going to take things slow. And I truly hope Wayland doesn’t betray the trust I’m cautiously offering him. One thing’s for sure—being with me won’t be a walk in the park for him. I’m not one of those little lapdogs who grovel at his feet, eager to please, submitting without a fight. If he wants to be with me, he better be