All Chapters of The Alphas Little Warrior: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

RochellePretending not to know what Lilly likes and dislikes is harder than I thought, but teasing Christen is more than fun. If he only knew that my objective was for him to compliment me and this entire test would be over, he would do it in a heartbeat. But Black Wolf wouldn’t and it’s him that needs too. I couldn’t count the “take the makeup off,” as a compliment, which it was, if he believes I’m prettier without it. Ursala hadn’t told him about the test, that he is Black Wolf and in a contractual marriage, but I knew the second she had.I almost laughed when his jaw clenched shut and the veins in his neck popped when Lilly and I descended the stairs, he had a compliment on the tip of his tongue but pulled it back. I knew then I’d need to pull out all my tricks if he was going to say a compliment or show his pure jealousy, either way I win and the test ends and I can properly enjoy my family.I went to the bar and collected a red wine for myself and whisky for him and returned

RochelleTraining with Ursala was pure hell and worse than anything I’ve endured my first 9 months. During this month I had to learn how to be, what she calls, a proper lady. Being taught how to walk, sit, stand and even excuse yourself to pee had my mind whirling at the pure stupidity of it all. Ursala chuckled lightly, “it seems unreasonable, but it comes in useful when you are securing a high society socialite, a movie star at an event or you’re an actual escort for one of our many high rollers.”My head shook, “Escort, yea that will never happen, does Christen know his people are being used for sex?”Ursala lips twisted, “Not that type of escort, security escort, get your mind out of the gutter.” She pointed to an evening gown and 6-inch stilettos, “put those on and let’s practice your walking and hand gestures.”The night before my first test had my stomach in knots, it wasn’t the test itself, but it was Black Wolf’s unknowingly being part of it. There is a difference betwee

RochelleWaking up alone in our bed gave me an uneasy feeling, but I quickly shook it off as my body was still humming from his touches last night. A smile formed on my face as I stood and the ache between my thighs reminded me of just how much I had made him lose control.After showering and dressing I entered Lilly’s room, she was still sleeping and I hated to wake her, but I must start my training again after breakfast. This is the only time I will have with her, and I don’t want to waste it. Hearing her soft groan of being woken up had me giggle, “look at my sweet little sleepy flower,” I cooed at her as I ran my hand through her now knotted curls.Walking into the dining room, my heart skipped a beat at Christen sitting at the end of the table in a black button shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, the top two buttons open and damn if he isn’t the best-looking eye candy I’ve ever seen. My eyes locked with his and that’s when I realized his mask was full on Black Wolf. His

RemingtonIt’s been an educational year abroad for me, learning about all the new technologies for prosthetic limbs had my head spinning at first, but once I got a grasp on it, I realized just how important it was for humans than our species. The amount of financial windfall from this business was immense but truly didn’t compare to the emotional and physical need to be available for those who truly needed them. My emotional growth began immediately once we landed in England. I had thought hard and long on the plane about Rochelle and as painful as my decision was, I needed to let go of her, not forever, but for now. I needed space from her and Monica and perhaps live a bit like Jake. His carefree attitude, his luster for exploring his sexual side with as many she-wolves as possible before fate would change him forever. It wasn’t hard for either of us to find she-wolves and human company and before I realized it, I was worse than Jake when it came to my sexual desires. He had j

RochelleAfter excusing myself, I walked into our room, removed his coat, my clothing and headed straight for the shower. As I scrubbed my skin, removing the remnants of this last test I thought about what Christen had said. How the fated mate bond is rejectable, how if another truly holds your heart how you would reject the one that doesn’t. My head shook as I remembered the night Remington appeared at the gate of the compound, how he pleaded for another chance and though I had felt something for him and at that time I wasn’t sure if it was true love or not. I do remember how easily I gravitated towards Christen, how I sought him out and confessed how I had felt about Remington, how deeply Remington had been embedded in my heart and soul. My eyes closed at the thought of how Christen must have felt hearing that coming from my lips, hearing the amount of pain I had allowed to show him over another male as he stood tall in front of me. How Christen was powerless watching his fated