All Chapters of Alpha's Little Secret: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

RIVERNo.No.Would not work.Bad.Horrible.I threw another shirt onto the bed... my tenth one in fifteen minutes... and immediately regretted it because now the bed looked just as chaotic as my head felt.What the fuck..."What the hell am I supposed to wear?" I muttered under my breath, rifling through the drawer like it had personally offended me. "This is just a stupid party, not the fucking birthday of the moon goddess.""Shit." I cussed once more when I pulled out yet another plain T-shirt. Too casual, and boring. Too... me.Why did I own only casual and boring items? Was that some sort of kink I had that wouldn't go away? Was that how it worked?I did not want to be me tonight. Not the very quiet, and shy white-haired omega who the people only acknowledged when they needed something done by the lowest of the low. Not the guy people avoided eye contact with on most days.Definitely not the guy with a mate that treated him like he no longer existed.Tonight I wanted... okay, I h

RIVERRhea stared at me like I had just told her the moon goddess was not real.Or maybe not that since she wasn't a werewolf or anything. Did the children of the night pay heed to the moon goddess?Was that how it worked?"Because everyone wants to have sex with me," she said simply, like it was the most obvious fact in the universe and I was just too dumb to understand it.Probably. I blinked. "Well... I'm not everyone, Rhea. I don't want to have sex with you."She tilted her head, eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. It was almost... unsettling how genuinely she did not understand my words. Like the concept itself did not exist in her world.Oh, fuck me.The one time I thought I would have a proper friend, she turned out to be some vampire who wanted to have sex with me. Why was it like this for me?She took a step, then another, eyes flicking all over me as if she was trying to assess something I couldn't see."You don't want me?" She asked quietly, the question laced not wi

RIVERZach had not come home last night.I would have known if he had. He had this annoying habit of waking me up the moment he stepped inside the apartment, usually with a muttered "Why are you sleeping on the fucking couch when you have a whole bed in the room?" Followed by a blanket being thrown at my face.The apartment instead remained silent and untouched, and I had fallen asleep on the couch with my legs hanging rather uncomfortably over the side.Yeah, I should have appreciated him more when he did his nonsense. This was... torture.And the fact that my whole body hurt and there was no blanket on me made the soft sound of breathing... someone else's breathing... not make sense at all.Zach snored.I blinked the sleep away from my eyes immediately, stretching a bit when... fuck, I nearly shot out of my body.There was a body on the other couch, half covered by a blanket. She was pale and beautiful in that sharp, predatory way. And completely still. Nothing like the soft woman I

RIVERI paced.I had been pacing for so long that the floorboards had begun to complain beneath my weight, creaking with each sharp turn I made. The living room suddenly felt too small, too tight, and way too suffocating for me. I couldn't help but scrub both palms over my face, dragging them down my cheeks.What was I even doing?Why had I sent her away?Why had he sent Kael away?I pressed the heel of my palm against my chest where the bond throbbed faintly. Why wasn't there a way asides death to shut this thing off, or at least mute it? Why did I have to feel every ripple of the emotion I had shoved back through the closed door, like some sort of echoing vibrations against a wall.I shouldn't have said what I said, that was for sure and certain.I shouldn’t have acted like Kael was the problem.Well, Kael was a problem, but he was not the kind I could solve by slamming a door in his face. And maybe that was him trying. I could tell he was struggling with something, and I hadn't ev

KAEL"Then let me show you."River's mouth was on mine before the words fully left his lips. Hot, punishing, and perfect. There was no form of gentleness in the kiss. It was teeth and tongue and a week of hurt that was now sharpened into something that tasted like desperation.I would be a fool not to kiss him back just as hard, my hands finally moving on their own. I fisted his shirt, dragged him closer until there was no space left between us.I wanted him... no, that was too simple. I needed him."Kael..." he made a low, broken sound into my mouth and shoved me harder against the wall. The impact of that rattled my spine, but still I welcomed it.The pain was honest. I could survive it. I could not survive losing him.His hands were everywhere... ripping at my shirt buttons, sliding under the fabric just to claw at skin like he needed to prove something. I arched into his every touch, gasping when the nails scraped over my ribs.Fuck. What was that?His palm was flattened over th