Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha Obsession : Sinful Pleasure: Kabanata 211 - Kabanata 220

Alpha JakeThe morning had been deceptively calm, the sunlight spilling over the streets, soft and warm. I had left Alyanna and Gary’s house about an hour ago, the scent of pancakes, tea, and that faint perfume of hers still lingering on my clothes, teasing my senses in a way I hadn’t expected. I was just stepping into my car, ready to drive back to the pack headquarters, when I caught sight of Alpha Dwayne leaving the house next door.I hesitated for a moment, fingers tightening on the steering wheel. Leo would have loved to pounce on him right there, to remind him of boundaries. But I had learned patience, at least enough to try reasoning first. Dwayne’s presence always carried that dangerous, magnetic energy—a mixture of heat, dominance, and possessiveness that made my blood run hotter than it should.I stepped out of my car, calling to him. “Dwayne… wait. Can we talk?”He turned, frowning, but he didn’t walk away. That alone was a statement, a challenge, a silent acknowledgment th

MarianI lay back on the stiff hospital bed, pretending to cough lightly, my face pale, fragile. I let my fingers curl around the blanket like I was weak, like Alpha Jake’s rejection had shattered me. Honestly? It thrilled me. Every moment I could make him think he had lost me, that I was helpless and miserable, was a moment I could savor.I grinned behind my carefully placed hand as Barney fussed around me, checking my IV, calling nurses. He thought I was weak. He thought I was broken. That was the beauty of it. No one ever suspected how calculating I could be. I let him believe Alpha Jake’s rejection had wounded me, let him think my heart had shattered. In reality, my heart burned with a cold fire—anger, desire, and ambition. Alpha Jake’s rejection didn’t destroy me. It gave me a purpose, a reason to strike back.I had spent weeks paying bullies, manipulators, and social media “journalists” to craft the perfect article about Alyanna Hendricks. Oh, the lies were exquisite. They paint

Beta LesterI never thought heartbreak could feel this heavy. Not like a sharp pain, not like something loud and dramatic. It was quiet. It sat in my chest and pressed down until every breath felt like work. Kyla didn’t love me. She never would. And knowing that hurt more than any wound I had taken in battle.I stood alone in my room for a long time after our call ended, staring at nothing. My wolf was restless, pacing inside me, confused and angry. Part of me wanted to march straight to Alpha Dwayne and tell him everything—about Kyla’s hatred, about her obsession, about her plan to kill Alyanna. But the other part of me hesitated. If I spoke, Kyla would never forgive me. She already didn’t love me, but betrayal would make me her enemy forever.I grabbed my jacket and left the pack grounds before I could change my mind.The bar was dim, warm, and loud enough to drown my thoughts. Wolves from different packs gathered there, pretending they were just normal people for a few hours. I ord

Alpha DwayneThe next day dawned with a deceptive calm. I rose before the sun, the plan already etched in my mind. Today, I would visit Alyanna's home, a place I once considered a sanctuary, now a stage for my dark intentions.As I drove, the rising sun cast long shadows, mirroring the darkness that had taken root in my heart. My hands tightened on the steering wheel, the leather creaking under the pressure. I rehearsed my lines, the concerned friend, the supportive ally. It was a role I knew well, but this time, the stakes were higher.I parked a short distance from the house, wanting to observe before making my presence known. The scent of pine and damp earth filled the air, familiar and yet alien. This used to be my territory, my pack. Now, it felt like enemy ground.Taking a deep breath, I walked towards the house. The familiar creak of the gate echoed in the morning stillness. As I approached the door, I saw him. Gary, Alyanna's youngest, playing in the yard. He was a sweet kid,

KylaNight had always been my ally.Darkness hid intentions. It softened lies. It made fear taste sweeter.That night, the moon hung high and sharp in the sky when I learned the news. I was still inside my car, parked across the street from the healing center, the engine running low while my fingers rested lazily on the steering wheel. My phone buzzed once. Then twice. Then again.I glanced at the screen.Gary Harrison — hospitalized.Alpha George — sudden illness.Suspected poisoning.A slow smile stretched across my lips.So it finally began.Not my plan. Not my hands. But chaos, just the same.I leaned back in my seat, letting out a quiet breath as my wolf stirred inside me, alert and curious. Something big had shifted in the pack tonight. Blood was involved. Alpha blood. And when that happened, the world never stayed calm for long.But my satisfaction lasted only a moment.Because this was not how I wanted it.Tonight was supposed to be about Alyanna.I had planned everything care