บททั้งหมดของ My Alpha, My Mate, My Ruin.: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Betsy PovA knock pulled me out of the sweet sleep I was having. And then—“Betsy?” I heard the voice from outta my room. I jerked upright in bed, the blanket slipping from my shoulders as I reached for the bedsheet and pulled it tightly over my body.Someone just called my name.That voice… low, smooth, unmistakably masculine.It wasn’t Nick’s voice. And I was very much sure mum would have gone to work, so it definitely wasn’t Mom’s. This was a man’s voice. It was deep and commanding. I blinked into the dim light of my room, my heart pounding like I had just sprinted ten miles. I was home alone, obviously. Who could have the key to the house?“Who’s there?” I called out, my voice wavering slightly. My fingers reached for the pen I had left on my nightstand. The only thing remotely sharp in my room. Ridiculous, I know. But still, I gripped it like it could save my life if it had to.No answer. For a second, just the low hum of the night air outside.Then the voice came again, calm

Betsy's Pov“Who?” I asked, curiosity dripping from my voice. I expected a clear answer but I got another question. “You're Betsy, right? The new girl? Nick's sister?” Everyone laughed. I felt so embarrassed but didn't care. I hesitated, then nodded.“Come with me,” he said simply.I blinked. “Wait… who are you?”He shook his head lightly, still smiling. “Can’t answer that. Just come with me.”I zipped up my bag slowly and followed behind him. Each step followed how loud my thoughts were, asking what was going on. It has just been an hour since I got to college and I hadn't seen a professor. Was that how college was? Mum didn't say.And as if the floor itself was drawing more attention to me, I was given away by the amount of people gathered in the hallway. It was easier to sense a werewolf because of their scents. It was stronger than I thought. We took a turn down a quieter hallway, and he gestured toward a bench tucked beside a tall row of lockers.“Wait here,” he said.I narr

Drake's PovI stared at Nick for a long moment, trying to read beneath his tone. His face gave away nothing, that usual smirk playing on his lips, but his eyes—those were watching me closely.“I’m not interested in your sister,” I finally said. “She’s just… daring.”Nick let out a laugh, sharp and knowing. “Right. Daring. That’s one word for it.”“She’s got bitten,” I added, leaning back against the bench, hoping to end the conversation.“Let me guess,” Nick grinned, “she hit you with one of her speeches? Something about not making me feel like a slave or something?”I furrowed my brows. “What are you talking about?”“My mum said she was upset last night,” Nick explained, stretching his legs. “Because I left dinner to attend to the pack. She said it was typical, me running after you. Betsy told her she didn't know that's how they treat Alphas. And she's tired of everyone treating you like royalty just because you’re the Alpha.”I blinked. “She said that?”“Oh yeah,” he nodded. “As far

Drake’s povThe night after I saw Betsy at her window, I didn’t sleep. And I got annoyed at myself. I’d only spoken to her once and yet she’d gotten under my skin in a way that I didn’t like.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her standing there. Moonlight catching her hair and her eyes bright and defiant. Her cheeks had been a rosy pink, a colour it seemed to be every time I saw her. I wondered if it’d be brighter than that if I pulled her towards me and kis—I yanked my tie, almost choking myself in the process. Stop thinking about her. The bond, whatever it was, was growing stronger by the day. My wolf clawed at my chest and the colours faded away whenever I wasn’t close to her. I’d never felt this before. Not even with Vivian.And I hated that it made me feel out of control and weak. Because weakness had no place in an Alpha. Especially not on the day that I officially became one.The golden light of the setting sun spilled through the window as I stood before the mirror, adjusti

Drake’s povI felt like I was on fire. Not literally but in the way the air scorched when I breathed. My wolf pressed against the surface of the skin, snarling and restless. Sometime earlier this morning, the bond had opened up. I had a mate. Betsy is my mate. I hadn’t told anyone yet, couldn’t even believe it myself and it made this situation worse.“Drake,” Nick said beside me, his voice low and cautious. “We’ve covered this sector twice, the pack’s exhausted. We need to regroup.”I didn’t answer. My eyes were locked on the trees ahead, the colors grey even though I knew they were green. A color I hadn’t seen until Betsy wore that gown. A cruel reminder.“She’s somewhere out there, I know that and you can’t stop me. Not tonight.”Nick stared at me.“That’s my sister out there,” he said quietly. “And if you lose yourself before we find her, I lose you both.”The words hit harder than I expected. I forced the wolf down, barely.“She’s not dead,” I said. “I’d know.”“How would you kn