Lahat ng Kabanata ng Owned By The Rogue Alpha : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

LAYLA At first I wanted to laugh . Was this some kind of joke ? But I felt like I had been hit by a rock and I blinked severally trying to understand what he was saying.With so many questions swirling in my head. Adrian's words felt like I had been slapped and hearing this was so unbelievable.Hilda and Gilbert Montez killer his mother. The words pierced my heart like pieces of broken glass.Those names didn't sound strange to me and those people weren't strangers either, they were my Ma and Pa. They were the most caring and kind hearted people I had ever known . Tears after their death and so many people in the pack still spoke highly of them He just can't stand there and accused my parents just because they weren't here to speak for themselves."Liar ." I spat and jumped out of the bed despite the pain I felt.But Adrian remained composed, his intense stare never faltering.The weight of his silence hung heavily in the air between us. "You can't just tell me something like tha

LAYLAIt was the singing of the stupid birds outside that woke me up. The sunlight dancing into the room and settled on my face.My eyes snapped open and what happened last night stuck me like a bad movie that had refused to go away.I remembered. I had gone to apologize to Del Morino. A brief sorry, a swift retreat and perhaps some freedom from my guilt were all that was expected of me. However no. What I got was the sight of him laughing carelessly while standing with another woman.His hand had been on her arm for too long and she had laughed too loudly. I shook my head and hissed under my breath as though that would help me forget the memory.. " Ridiculous. I dont care about him or how her feels. " I muttered .But even I found that lie hard to believe. I padded to the bathroom to take a quick shower after getting out of bed. Though the nagging irritation of remembering him and the woman persisted but the warm water helped calm my nerves. I hastily came out of the bathroom wr

DEL MORINO I never planned for this stupid meeting, infact I was trying to avoid it at all cost and I had postponed it three times but today of all days, this two fools had found a way into my pack.There was a lot of tension in the conference room . I sat at the head of the table staring at the two men who were seated on the other side.Leaning forward with his arms resting on the table Beta Torren of the Darkridge Pack had a challenging look in his piercing eyes.Beta Lyle of the Emberhowl Pack sat next to him reclining in his chair and pretending not to pay attention but his keen eyes saw everything and on the mug of freshly brewed coffee he had requested and drank and still waiting for more but he didn't have the balls to request any because the scowl on my face couldn't let him.He was here for the meeting nit to finish all the coffee in my pack.As I waited for one of them to say something, the only sound in the room was the soft hum of the air conditioner.Despite calling this

LAYLA I shut the door behind me as soon as I left the kitchen.Anger flooded through me making my chest to heave.Why did he have to make things so hard for me?I wanted to cry.Del Morino had given me another impossible task just when I thought he had made the decision to behave normally and be very kind to me.He was just the devil in disguise.I scowled at the he had previously given me: *Bouillabaisse. * A soup that until today I had never heard of. It wasn't just any bouillabaisse either, it was the kind that needed uncommon ingredients from the nearby pack or maybe two packs away from what one of the maids had told me.I muttered to myself as I strode over to the pack gates .Does he think I’m his servant or something?He enjoys torturing me even though he has all the power in the world.My legs felt like jelly by the time I reached the nearby pack.And I knew he had asked all the drivers to vanish into thin air .So I had to trek like I was going to the temple of the moon god

DEL MORINO My room's thick curtains let in the morning sun but it didn't provide any warmth—rather it served as a stark reminder of the emptiness that engulfed me.I was even very restless and something like guilty gnawed at my heart I sat at my desk, staring at the unfinished breakfast tray. Like an iron vice, the weight of my memories pressed down on me, my hands also pressed down against my temples.There was a gentle tap on the door and I looked up."Come in." I said in a raspy voice. The door squeaked open and before I could say anything else , I perceived her scent and wondered why I was having her scent drift .I sighed and looked away.Layla took deliberate steps and bowed her head trying to avoid my gaze.I guess, she was still angry with me."Your new sheets." she said quietly as she put them down. She paused standing near the cabinet as though she wasn't sure whether to go or stay. " Layla." I called but her hand froze in mid-reach and she tensed. Her big unsure eyes m