All Chapters of Alpha Says Submit, I Say No: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I was still gasping for breath when I heard the shower running in the bathroom. My hand shook as I unlocked my phone and dialed my father’s number.“I’ll marry William,” I whispered, my voice steady despite the storm in my chest. “The dying Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack. But I have one condition.”On the other end, my father’s voice shot up in excitement. “Name it! Anything, Ann. As long as you agree, I’ll promise you anything.”The Bloodmoon Curse had doomed William—without completing his destined Bonding before the next blood moon, he wouldn’t just die, his entire pack’s bloodline would weaken. The catch? The Bonding had to be with an Alpha’s daughter. And if she wasn’t strong enough… the female could die instead.“I’ll tell you when I get back,” I said quietly, my chest tight and cold.As I hung up, my gaze flicked to Richard’s laptop on the desk. The screen glowed, a notification flashing across it.[Richard, I hear thunder. I’m scared…] —LynnMy heart was clenched.Inside me, Lily,

In the past, whenever I ran away after a fight with my father, Richard would hunt me down. He’d drive through the night, find me no matter where I hid, and carry me home on his back.“What’s the tantrum about this time?” he’d always mutter, half annoyed, half amused.Back then, as I clung to him, breathing in the crisp cedar on his skin, I used to think maybe—just maybe—he liked me.How naïve I was.Because now I know. No one could be crueler than him.After touching me with that same body, after holding me, after making me believe I mattered—he would go back to his study, sit in front of Lynn’s picture, and look at her with a tenderness that made me sick.And of all people… it had to be her.“Let go!” I hissed, eyes burning. I sank my teeth into his hand.He only frowned, silent, and started the car.By the time we reached the villa, his expression was carved from stone. He carried my suitcase inside and spoke with that cold finality of his.“Stay here, like always, until you decide t

I hit the ground hard, collapsing into a pool of my own blood. My vision blurred; the copper tasted thick in my mouth, and I could feel my wolf’s pain echoing inside me. Weak. Broken. Dying.Flashes of memory tore through me like knives.The first time I met him, those greenish-brown eyes were colder than a winter storm.The day I swapped the sugar in his coffee with salt, and he drank it without even flinching.The first time he pinned me against his office desk—my teeth sinking into his shoulder, drawing blood, refusing to let him win.On the night of his birthday, I decorated the entire villa with lights and roses, only to hear the news that he was with her. With Lynn.The day I walked alone to the cemetery, heels digging into my skin until blisters bled through my stockings. He found me, took off my shoes without a word, carried them in one hand while carrying me on his back all the way home.My tears had slipped into the hollow of his neck that night, and for one fleeting second,

I sat down with my spine rigid, my expression carefully blank, my eyes fixed on the auction stage.I hadn’t cared about a single item so far. Not until the auctioneer swept away the red cloth, and the spotlight revealed it.The pearl necklace.My mother’s necklace.The shimmer of those pearls under the lights stole the air from my lungs. I could see her again in a thousand memories—laughing under the moonlight, that necklace glowing at her throat. It wasn’t just jewelry. It was her protection. Her love. Her last gift to me.“You want it that much?” Richard’s low voice brushed against my ear.I didn’t answer. My hand lifted, steady despite the storm in my chest. “Fifty million.”“Sixty million.”The sweet lilt of Lynn’s voice cut through the air like poison wrapped in honey. She tilted her head, smiling innocently. “Ann, I like it too. The highest bidder wins. You don’t mind, do you?”My palm trembled around the paddle. “Eighty million.”“One hundred million.”“Two hundred.”“Three.”Th

Richard was buried in Pack affairs. Days had passed since I last saw him, and in those days I convinced myself I didn’t care anymore. That I was calm. Numb.But my hand still trembled as I dialed David’s number.He picked up on the third ring, his voice clipped and cold.“Didn’t we agree to cut all contact? The agreement’s been sent. You’re expected in Bloodmoon before the end of the month.”I swallowed, my throat raw. “Just one question.” My voice cracked. “Back then… was it you who handed me to Richard for ‘discipline’? Or did he ask for me himself?”Silence stretched on the line, sharp and suffocating. I didn’t wait for the answer. I hung up.I didn’t need the truth—it would only split me open wider. Whatever it was, it wouldn’t bring back love already buried. What was the point?A laugh broke from my throat, hollow and self-mocking. Maybe this was how I’d finally kill the last piece of me that still hoped—by tormenting myself until nothing remained.The empty villa echoed with my l