All Chapters of The Alpha's Only Weakness: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

ELARA’S P.O.V.I glanced out the window at the top of the stairs to see Lucien pacing back and forth. His body was shaking, and his hands were in fists as he marched as if he were trying to control his anger but wasn’t able to.It was pulsing through the bond so strongly that it was irritating my wolf, too, even though we weren’t the least bit angry.Then he turned his back to me and stormed toward the forest… away from me, as if he knew I was coming.I knew I had to hurry or I wouldn’t reach him before he was gone, so I raced down the stairs and shoved through the front door of the pack house, sprinting in his direction. Lucien kept his pace, not bothering to slow even though I was close enough for him to have heard me approaching. With each step, I began to close the distance, my breathing becoming heavy and my heart hammering with nerves.“Where are you going?” I asked, running after him as he stormed deeper into the forest and away from the pack house. I couldn't see any guards

ELARA’S P.O.V. I could feel their presence growing closer from in front of us, and Lucien braced himself, preparing to shift. Darkness swirled ahead, weaving through the trees as if it were trying to hide its master, but I knew any moment, they would emerge through the trees. The shadows were still curling protectively around Lucien when the smoke suddenly vanished, and the sound of hurried footsteps crashed through the forest from behind us. I spun quickly, putting my back to Lucien’s, prepared to defend him, when a familiar wrinkled face appeared. “Alpha!” The voice was sharp and urgent. Lucien stiffened instantly, and I could feel him debating between turning to face Thorne and keeping his eye on the forest ahead of him in case the threat returned. My light flickered again, the pull toward the pond tugging weakly at my chest once more before it vanished. Thorne stopped a few feet away, breathing hard, his eyes widening when he took us in. Lucien’s shadows were wrap

LUCIEN’S P.O.V.Abigail lit up as soon as she saw me, her eyes going wide, and another sob escaped her.“Lucien!” she cried, breaking free from the guards and rushing to close the distance between us.I stiffened as she threw herself into my chest, her hand fisting into my shirt the way Elara’s had. Only this time, I was filled with a wave of disgust, and I curled my lip as I glared down at her.“I thought I was going to die,” she sobbed. “I thought they were going to tear me apart! I am so glad you are alive!”My hands hovered awkwardly at my sides, and I debated using the moment make a very clear message.“Get off me,” I said firmly and loudly.She pulled back just enough to stare up at me with bloodshot, watery eyes. I grimaced at her runny nose and the bruising still around her eyes from Elara punching her. “They were chasing me,” she whispered. “Rogues. Three of them. I screamed for you.”The room was deadly quiet as she stared up at me, her eyes full of hurt and betrayal, but I

ELARA’S P.O.V. My wolf stiffened instantly, a low growl ripped from my chest before I could stop it as I laid my eyes on them. Lucien sat behind his massive desk. His shoulders were tense, his jaw tight. Perched right beside him, practically draped across the polished wood as if she belonged there, was Abigail. Her long legs were crossed, and she was leaning slightly to the side with one hand flat on his desk right in front of him, blocking him from working, and putting her breasts in his face. They were almost spilling out, and while I knew that between their previous relationship and shifting in front of each other, he had seen them hundreds of times, I was still fuming. Her other hand was tracing lazy circles on his forearm as she smiled at him, batting her lashes. And Lucien…he wasn’t stopping her. Both of them looked up at my entrance, Abigail’s smile growing wider. “Well,” she purred. “Look who finally decided to join us. I am so glad to see that you are okay after th

LUCIEN’S P.O.V.Seeing Elara’s face fall and the devastation in her eyes made my chest ache and my anger spike. It was clear as day that she was hurting, and the moment she stormed out of my office, I felt her start to break. My hand flew to my chest, my finger tips digging in as I felt our bond cracking. No. No! I hadn’t meant for it to be like this. I just needed Abigail distracted for a few hours, and the only way I could do that was to feed her ego and need for attention. Now, what had been a foolproof plan was coming apart at the seams because I hadn’t anticipated Elara walking in.Nothing was going to happen with Abigail, but seeing the betrayal on Elara’s face as she thought otherwise told me I should have warned her of my plan beforehand, but I hadn’t had time. The moment Elara stormed out of my office, it felt like someone had torn a piece of my soul from my chest. The bond burned so violently for me to go after her, pull her into my arms, and beg for her to forgive me.