บททั้งหมดของ Seeking the Love of an Alpha: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

I did as he said, pumping my legs hard as I ran for my life. And goddess, my body screamed for me every step I took, pain flaring from the wounds that hadn’t healed.My knees protested the movement, the grating noise reaching my ears, but I pushed on, refusing to think of it.The goddess had finally given me a chance for survival, and I was not going to mess it up.I was lucky enough that Micah’s pack had been in the middle of nowhere, which meant they had no care for border security, not that anyone would dare venture into the pack.So I ran past it, my body jerking at the sudden movement out of the pack. I hadn’t been fully initiated into the pack, but I had stayed long enough for the old bonds to break, forging new ones with them.My heart lurched as I tore myself away from the bond. Their howls grew louder, closer, echoing through the trees. I turned, just in time to see the mysterious man shifting into his wolf, charging toward them, and ready to take them on.For a moment, I pau

It was conflicting, this emotion that was rising inside of me. This man, scratch that, this gorgeous male with a face that made Adonis weep, was my mate.My heart told me so; even my wolf had perked up from her hiding place in recognition of him. But it couldn’t be.The wound was still too fresh, the hurt of losing my mate still ran deep, and I was unwilling to push down Micah with someone new.It was unfair to Micah and unfair to this man who stared at me like he had seen a ghost.At least we wore the same expression.He made no effort to move closer to me, not even a hint of a smile on his lips, and his reaction, or lack of one, made fear grip my heart.He stared at me, deep ridges marring his forehead, and my hand twitched, wanting to smooth it away. However, I stopped myself before I embarrassed us both.We stared at each other in silence, and I took the moment to really look at him. He was handsome, with a sharp jawline and a face with all hard angles. He might have been even mo

“Oh.” My mate’s mother gasped, and without thinking, her arms wrapped around me, holding me as I sobbed.The memories of Micah plagued my vision. His eyes and those darn dimples he managed to have on a rare smile clouded my thoughts, and I broke down even more.He had been my rock, my salvation even in that hell, and then he was ripped away from me, leaving me all alone.My body shook as heart-wrenching noises tore from my lips, in hopes it would get to the moon goddess. She should have taken me instead. I didn’t deserve to be here.“Shh.” Lucan’s mother whispered, her hand moving slowly up and down my back. “Let it all out,” she cooed, and I wanted to protest the softness of her voice, but it only dragged more tears from me.I cried loud and hard, determined to let the world know of my pain, to feel it even. Still, her hands remained on my back, gently soothing me, offering comfort to a bond that didn’t even exist yet.Little by little, my sobs reduced to sniffles until I was only a

“Micah.” I called after my mate, but the distance between us stretched far. My heart leaped seeing him after so long a time, and I wished to hold him, to tell him the words I have never said.I walked towards him, desperate to close this gap between us. I needed to behold his face, to hold him one last time before I could fully let him go. So I walked faster.It was, however, useless. With each step I took, he moved five more forward, almost looking like I was walking backward. He was slipping right before my eyes.“Wait!” I cried, breaking into a run, pushing past the invisible barrier that was holding me down. “Micah!”He was drifting farther from me, faster than even my brain could comprehend, and when I looked up, he was nothing more than a speck in the distance.I cried out my frustration and annoyance, collapsing on the earth where I stood, and it must have heard my request to end it all because I was quickly swallowed into an abyss.***I woke up to a staggering numbness, my sh

I might have gotten cocky, stepping forward without a clue where his room was. Yet I kept walking anyway, following the same path that led to mine. We had met there earlier, so there was every possibility he would reside in one of the rooms. My nose flared as I traced his scent, letting it lead me to a door where it was the most concentrated, and I stood in front of it. My heart hammered, each beat louder than the last, but I forced my hand to knock. I waited with bated breath, my palms getting clammy with the more time I spent. We were mates, after all, yet he made me feel like I was stepping into a dangerous zone. We had only exchanged a few words, with me talking and him fleeing, so I was bound to be nervous. A few seconds had passed, and I got no response from him, nor did my ears pick up any movement. Strange. I could perceive the scent of rum and leather wafting through the tiny slit from the door, and I sucked in air greedily and let it wash over me. His scent w