All Chapters of An Alpha's Obsession : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

ADRIAN I’d been conscious for a while now, but for some reason, I couldn't lift my eyes. I could hear everything around me. Remember every scent, sight and feel leaving up to this place, yet I couldn't find the strength to move a single muscle. Paralysed. That was the word for it. From the moment I went up against the protectors, I was paralyzed against my will. “Hang in there a little longer” I heard as we escaped the Arbin Garden. I could smell the smoke enveloping us as I was carried over someone's shoulders. I knew who it was too. His scent was too familiar to ignore. But I couldn't be too sure. Why on earth would Logan be on our team now? “Do you know where we're going? Will they be able to trace us?” Whole Alex asked the important questions, he kept quiet. I wasn't sure why she trusted him, evenafter what she said the last time we saw Logan. “The Higher Council. They're dead. They're all dead” Micah's words slam against consciousness again. He did

AURORA“That's the little bitch from earlier. I wish the Alpha would've allowed me take care of her myself.” Neither the loud music, nor the constant slamming of glass shots around the bar manage to dowse his comment. I heard him loud and clear. I'm guessing that was the point of making it so audible anyway.“Hey, are you sure it's safe for you to still be here?” a softer voice hums in concern. The old bartender's had the same uncomfortable look about him since the moment they tossed me in here. “If I could spare you the trouble, I would” I massage my head in weariness. “But it's two in the morning and my flight isn't until six hours from now. Would it be safer for me to walk out of here, or take my chances in your gradually thinning-out bar?”“You're not listening to me” he doubles down. “It's not safe for you to be here, WITH THEM. I’m an old man, far passed his glory days. I don't think I'd be able to protect you if they decided to… you know?”“Well I'm not leaving anytime soon.

CURRENT TIMEAURORASo he wasn't bluffing when he said he knew a place. A property on another Pack's grounds at that. How is that even possible?“Make yourself at home. If the alcohol comes back up, try not to puke on the tiles” He tosses the keys onto the granite countertop, and the metallic jingle echoes through the cavernous space. The high ceilings, floor-to-ceiling windows, and sleek, modern furnishings all blend together to create an atmosphere of understated luxury. Imposing yet oddly intricate. Almost like… well, Him!His footsteps tattle against the polished marble floor as he makes his way to kitchen. “I know it's late, but would you like a beer? I'm pretty sure that drunk stashed some somewhere in this place the last time he was here. Alcohol doesn't expire, does it?” His voice fades into the background as he rummages through the kitchen.I know I'm way passed overanalyzing all this, but this man is so… I don't even know what to call it.First, he hands me pretty much the

AURORAI lift my gaze from the document in front of me and our eyes meet for what should've been a fleeting second. But he doesn't look away. His arms are crossed in front of him as he leans back against his bedroom door with a concerned look stretched across his face.“What?” I smile to myself. “Are you that surprised that I signed without going through it?”“Not necessarily. I've already signed it myself, have I not?” he leans off. “I’m more concerned about the sudden change of heart. Why?” He tilts his head. An uncomfortable bout of silence lingers between us before I decide to let the cat out the bag.“Ever heard of what happens the night after a wedding, Alpha Mason?” I rise from the chair beside his study table. “Huh?”“The honeymoon night. The most intimate period of time between a husband and his wife” I take a step in his direction. “They culminate their love with scenes of frantic romance and energetic lust, feeding on each other's bodies like they'd waited their entire

All of them.Every last one of them, he beats to a pulp without a single care. One man decimated over forty trained warrior Lycans. Aaron hasn't changed one bit.“Mnn, that's the stuff” he moans, basking in the setting sun as blood runs down his face. Not a single drop belongs to him. “I definitely needed to get that out of my system” he chuckles, walking towards us like a zombie possessed. “Now that we've gotten rid of the side characters, can we finally talk… Alphas!”“You bastard!” Joshua walks up from behind me, and I can tell he's pissed from the way he's clenching his fists. Regardless, it wouldn't be smart to take this course of action. “I see you're still in good shape, Joshy. Apart from the missing right eye, that is. You’re definitely gonna give me a run for my money this round two.”“I'm gonna fucking kill you!” The Alpha of the Hunter Pack rushes.Not a single one of us bother to hold him back. Unsurprisingly, we all know how it'll end. /BAAM/Aaron uses his size against