Lahat ng Kabanata ng An Alpha's Obsession : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

ALEXI haven't seen Adrian all morning. To me, it felt like a dent. A large dent right in the center of my routine.But to the rest of the pack members, it was like any other normal day. He apparently went on an external patrol rotation with some gammas working border patrol and wouldn't be back until later that night. Don't know why he didn't tell me, but I guess the Alpha of the Clan doesn't need to file away all his movements to a simple member like me. So I asked Liam, as obviously fatigued as he looked. For the rest of the morning, I tell myself I don’t care. It shouldn't matter anyway, it's just a couple hours. But as time stretches by, I can't help but notice that the packhouse almost feels… sharper without him. It's like someone removed a stabilizing weight from the foundation and forgot to warn the house.So while it all looks and feels lighter, there's a noticeable absence that apparently only I am noticing. By afternoon, I realize something else. The pack hasn’t stall

ALEXI think Adrian's avoiding me. A night’s past since I overheard his conversation with Logan, and though little has happened since then, I really think he doesn't want to talk to me. Not in a cruel or dramatic way, but I can semse he's quietly, deliberately, almost carefully pulling away. It's not like he's vanished either. He’s still in the packhouse, still issuing orders, still present in all the places that matter. He just… reroutes. Changing corridors when I’m coming down one, sending messages through Sage instead of speaking to me directly, keeping his tone level and distant when we do cross paths……it's almost like we’re negotiating logistics and orbiting something fragile instead of actually confronting it. A sharpened blade of restraint that cuts deeper into me every time I look at him and he's not looking back. I could be imagining it, but that's only if it happens once. The second time, he's probably busy. By the third, the truth's already settled.He’s choosing cont

ALEXImpossible to ignore, it happens in fractions of space and time. I hate that I keep noticing it. The difference between the two went from subtle, to clear as day. As always, there's no challenge to Adrian's authority. No shouted dissent or pack-widw argument that can be confronted or crushed. Just… movement. Subtle, deliberate movement that doesn't wait for permission.But the difference, compared to Logan's?He doesn't even need to speak. I notice it in the courtyard first.Two pack members I don’t recognize well pause mid-conversation when Logan steps through the archway. They don’t stiffen or scramble. They simply turn toward him, like pieces of metal towards a a magnet.Logan doesn’t reduce his pace. As a matter of fact, he barely even acknowledges them at first, but they fall into step beside him anyway. I could lie to myself all I want. Lie that I'm imagining the way their voice lower when they speak to him, or that I don't notice the way their questions are framed, n

Chapter 68ALEXI could refuse this. I wasn't high or drunk, or unaware of what I was doing. No. I was perfectly sane and fully present when I leaned in. He'd barely even closed the door to his bedroom. The moment his head whipped around, I moved in with an urgency so deliberate, it even took him by surprise. And no, it wasn't the kind of kiss that'd burst a kaleidoscope of butterflies inside my stomach. It was more like thunder. That sharp, instant and powerful reaction the moment our lips met. Tangled together in a heat that seemed to only just be growing.I didn't realise my hands were already clawing against his back until his reached my waist. I pushed them down, feeling them grab my ass before he could resist it. “You're not playing around, are y—”“Shut up” I melted into another kiss before anything he said could pull me out of it. I wasn't thinking, and I didn't want to think. In that moment, I guess he felt the same. He grabbed the hem of my skirt, bunching it into h

Chapter 70ADRIANWhatever it cost me. It didn't matter. As long as the pack was safe.For over twenty years, that mantra remained at the back of my head, guiding every decision I made for my self and the ones I ruled over. Even while Logan was Alpha, before his forced exile, it lived and breathed through the walls, whispering and re-echoing whenever they got the chance to.And that's why, upon his return, I never stood in his way.Because as hard as it was to admit, the truth was pretty clear:The pack was doing much better with him around. It didn't matter that most were tilting in his direction. I didn't even care if they addressed him as Alpha instead. They were okay. They were happy, and they were safe.To me, that's all that ever mattered. Until… Alex.I'd never met a person that made me ready to debunk everything in the blink of an eye. Using my Alpha Aura on Liam, beating Zane in front of the entire pack, strangling Logan and more than ready to render him unconscious with