Fated to the Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 281 - チャプター 290

"She won't be yours for much longer." Norman looks amused. "Since the moment I met her, I always knew she was mine. She would be mine one day. And as for you, brother, you really have been a pain in the ass for me. Nobody ever thinks about the people in the slums, but you suddenly had to care. You cost me a fucking fortune. I needed them to make the damn drugs.""So, all this time," Adam begins, his voice harsh, "you've just been putting on an act?""Of course," Norman beams. "I knew I would have to protect Cynthia when you left home. And I couldn't protect her if I didn't have power. The vampires were willing to give me power. All I had to do was set up a distribution chain for them and provide them with the source material for their drugs, which were people from the slums. Those losers were willing to do anything for a few dollars. Wasn't that hard to lure them away to deserted areas.""So, all this time that you've been beating Cynthia, and you set her up to be taken advantage of b

I don't wait around, lapping at him with greed. His cock doesn't fit all the way in my mouth, but I fit what I can and begin bobbing my head up and down. Adrian's fingers tighten in my hair, and when he takes control, I let him, enjoying his forceful manner. He takes what he wants, but he's not harsh or cruel.However, he's not seeking completion, stopping me before he can come. Grabbing me by my hair, he lifts me up and slams his mouth down on mine in a rough, hot kiss.I gasp into his mouth as he wrenches all control from me.He doesn't hesitate and thrusts one hand inside my robe to play with my soaking pussy while the other uses its hold on my hair to maneuver me. He's not gentle, and I don't want him to be. He’s bombarding me with sensations, and I whine as his fingers find my clit and he teases it.“Even after all this time, you're still so fucking tight," he murmurs, his voice dark, and I moan out as he thrusts in two fingers, stretching me out.“I-I-" I can’t form words, my mi

“Yup,” I grin. “Need the overtime.”“You also need sleep.” Jazz gives me a sharp look as I hand her two of the lattes. “You look like death warmed over.”“You have such a way with words, Jazz.” I roll my eyes at her. “New customer. Look out.”She gets back to taking orders and filling up the cash register while I keep preparing the early morning caffeine drinks that nearly the entire street drops by to purchase. Having a coffee shop located in such a busy business district of Portland has its advantages. I always wondered why the previous owner sold off this place. But Jazz’s father, with his magic business touch, has brought new life to it. A wooden ambience that provides a romantic setting in the evenings and a comfortable workplace for freelancers in the mornings has brought a lot of customers here. Which means the tips are hefty.It takes us more than an hour to get through the majority of the morning rush. At the end of it, Jazz stretches her arms over her head. “Man, I hate the

After my interaction with the wolf shifter, I made sure to let someone else deal with him each time he came into the cafe. I’ve caught him watching me a couple of times, but he doesn’t say anything. He’s very polite, and the rest of the staff, including Jazz, likes him. He leaves a tip every time, and he buys us out of our baked items almost every morning.His eyes, though… I can’t stop thinking about them. They’re the prettiest blue I’ve ever seen. And the way his cheeks creased, merriment dancing in his gaze… Each time I recall it, my heart beats in an unsteady rhythm. The stupidity of my reaction isn’t lost on me. He’s an Alpha, and I’m a vampire. Not only that, I’m much weaker than an ordinary vampire. Weakness is always eliminated. I don’t know about wolves, but with vampires, a clan is only as strong as its weakest link. Which is why I was surprised my father let me stick around for as long as he did.An Alpha like Robert Montgomery, with his playful smile and mesmerizing eyes,

I’ve never seen a wolf shift before. My breath catches as it takes less than a second for the wolf to turn into a man. A very naked, well-built man.I can’t stop my eyes from straying, and when they peek at his lower body, I press my lips together and look away, feeling flustered.Forcing myself not to stare, I take off my light sweater and cover his privates with it before studying the wounds on him. He’s got plenty of them, but they’ll all heal eventually. One or two are particularly bad, and I clean them up, covering them with gauze. While I’m wrapping a piece of gauze around his chest, where there is a particularly nasty wound, he stirs.“Mr. Montgomery?” I ask slowly.“Hmm?” He sounds groggy, and his movements are a little slow. I still don’t know how he managed to wake up long enough to attack Mack and Droga.“Mr. Montgomery, how’re you feeling? Can I call somebody for you?” I tie up the ends of the gauze in a clean knot before helping him lean against the back of the desk.His