Alle Kapitel von The Alpha's Brother : Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

What is that noise? Raised voices... doors slamming... It disturbed me from my sleep I know that much. Commotion outside my room… No. In fact, not just outside my room, across the entire house by the sound of it. I lay and listen for a moment before slowly opening my eyes a little. Jeez, I feel tired. So sleepy… everything feels hazy still. I couldn’t even say how long I had managed to sleep. The last thing I had remembered was me laying with panicked thoughts of what lay ahead for me and my sister, worried that sleep may never find me. It appeared, however, that sleep thankfully had found me…I listen a little harder, unable to decipher just what the commotion is for. Is the house on fire? No. They would wake me then, right? Well, I mean, technically they had woke me, but I mean they would have come for me, right? I edge my head a little off the haven of my comfortable pillows to allow myself to hear better, and I am sure I can hear the angered voice of my Uncle. Why is he here if th

The car is guided through the long driveway to pack. A pack that I have to say looks busy. Decorated, maybe. A pack event appears to be occurring here today I would say at a gues... I look to my Mum who is once more avoiding my gaze. My head feels like it will not stop spinning. Worries. Panic. All make for a sorry head space.“It looks like a busy pack.” I point out, watching my Uncle to see if I can gather anything from him, but his eyes remain on the driveway on which he drives. I am certain he knows more than he is telling me. I do not fully trust him, which is not how it should be with your own family...‘Dad?’ I link, hoping that if there are things my Uncle has not told me he may have told his brother. But my link remains unanswered. I am not about to learn anything more.The further we move along the driveway the number of buildings increase as the pack develops. Pack homes. A school. A gym. It was a beautiful pack of that there is no doubt. The scenery was stunning. The home

Everything is such a blur as my mother is rushed off to her seat. There seems to be people darting back and forth and my head seems to be in a spinning, making it increasingly harder to think straight. The woman who has guided us to the wedding area leads me to a quiet section of the field beneath a large oak tree, from where I could see all the many people coming and going. Most of whom were heading to their seats within the makeshift service area. Not one familiar face has passed me, until my father comes to meet me.He joins me as I stand, our eyes dart between one another, and the area where I would soon be walking. I can see the aisle from where we stand. All set up, and beautifully decorated. From what I can see, no expense has been spared. My father smiles tentatively as his eyes meet mine.“You look beautiful Lena.” His voice is warm as his gaze takes me in. I smile in thanks. It takes a lot for my Dad to offer compliments such as this. He is not big on emotions, and I can see

I am now a wife. Wife to an upcoming Alpha. An upcoming Alpha who is all but dragging me around with my arm hooked through his. A false smile plastered upon his face. The ceremony was straightforward and traditional. I said what was needed of me while many expectant faces watched on. While Hunter said all he needed with an unreadable expression upon his face and a proud smirk in the direction of his pack. A proud smirk I could not determine if was because he was returning their smiles or because he had tricked in order to gain his title... nothing seems to make sense today...The more time I spend with this man the harder I find him to understand. He is friendly to those he appears to like. Polite too. And from what I have been able to gather, he is much loved within his pack. So I have come to the conclusion it is just me he does not like. And can I blame him? Not really when it is me he is being forced to marry...But, I smile, and do as is expected of me. I walk by my new husband's

I step into the room I was told was our own. Though it is not a room at all, but what I believe may be the Alpha suite. I walk into an open hallway. All so neatly arranged. A tray sat upon the table sitting on the wall opposite me in the entrance hallway, with two champagne flutes and a large bottle of champagne. Seems everything had been arranged for us just as they said it would...My eyes are in awe as I walk a little further inside, and down the hallway. It is a beautiful home. So carefullu decorated. Modernly. Expensively. Uniquely. My eyes dart to the pictures littering the walls. Pictures of my new husband. Some with his family. But many on what appear to be nights out.I have heard the rumours. Hunter was somewhat the party animal. Not ideal when it came to an upcoming Alpha, but that is what I had heard. And maybe these pictures prove it. Image after image inside of a club or a bar... surrounded by who I can only assume are friends... always with drinks in hand... and oddly,