All Chapters of ALPHA JORDAN'S DARK OBSESSION : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

CHAPTER 161: GO BE WITH YOUR HUSBAND CATHERINE:When we pulled up to the hospital, I held my chest with my hands. I was looking down at the massive diamond on my finger and my hand went to the reddish mark on my neck that was hidden by my hair. I just knew Mom was gonna blow a fuse. I mean, what kind of daughter gets hitched without even calling her mother to say "hey, I’m putting on a white dress today"?Well, I didn't pull on a white dress. I didn't even know I was getting married today. And that was the reason why I was afraid of how my Mom was gonna react. She would think I was stupid to get married in such an instant. Jordan squeezed my hand as we walked into her private suite as if he could read my troubled thought. Mom was propped up on the pillows, looking a little better, but still frail. I took a deep breath and just let it all out. I told her how Jordan had played me—how he said we were going somewhere "important" and then suddenly I’m standing in the Alpha King’s council

CHAPTER 163: I'M YOURS CATHERINE: It was Zoe."Hey, girl, do you know what time it is?" I mumbled, half-asleep."Catherine! Oh my god, what am I hearing?" Zoe sounded like she was having a heart attack. "Why am I seeing pictures of you on the net, getting married?”“Well, I did get married, Zoe.”“You what? And you didn't bother to let me know? I thought we were friends, Catherine.” Zoe was practically yelling on the phone. I heaved a sigh. “I didn't know I was getting married today.”“Oh cut that crab! Who are you trying to fool? How is that even possible?” she yelled some more.“It's a long story, and it's not something we can discuss on the phone. Let's meet tomorrow and I'll tell you everything,” I explained to her.“There better be a good explanation for this,” Zoe warned. “And who's the lucky guy?”I paused, then asked what she meant by that. Because she knew Jordan was the only man in my life. So who else would I get married to if not him? Zoe laughed, then said, “pardon me

CHAPTER 165: I'VE MOVED IN, JORDAN JORDAN:The three days we spent holed up in that five-star hotel were some of the best of my life. It was a short honeymoon, sure, but I enjoyed every single second of bonding with my wife. Between the silk sheets and the private balcony, I felt like a new man. But reality eventually came knocking, and we had to head back to my estate.I kept getting calls from the office about business deals that needed to be signed. And I couldn't sit back and watch those opportunities slip by anymore. After all, we could make the rest of our lives one long endless honeymoon. Before we went to the mansion, Catherine insisted on stopping by her old place. She wanted to grab some of her stuff, even though I told her a thousand times she didn't need to. I was ready to replace every single thing she owned with something ten times better, but she insisted, saying she didn't want me to waste money buying things she already had. Since she was so dead-set on it, I didn'

CHAPTER 167: I AM HERE TO PROTECT YOU JORDAN:I left my mother sitting in the living room, looking like a storm cloud ready to burst, and headed upstairs. Every step I took felt heavy. I could still feel the heat from the argument prickling at my skin, but I had to shake it off. I didn't want to bring that toxic energy into the room with Catherine.I reached the door to the suite next to mine—the one I’d told the maids to prep. I took a breath to steady my pulse and knocked softly."Come in," her voice came through the wood, sounding small and distant.I opened the door and stepped inside. The room was huge, filled with expensive furniture and sunlight, but Catherine looked tiny in the middle of it. She was sitting right at the edge of the bed, her shoulders hunched and her hands folded tight in her lap. She was staring at the floor like it held all the answers to the mess we just walked into."You okay, kitty cat?" I asked, closing the door behind me.She nodded, but she wouldn't me

CHAPTER 169: YOU'RE THE ONE MAKING MY COFFEE CATHERINE:Hearing Luna Elizabeth tell the maids to treat me like dirt was one thing, but hearing them all agree to it was another. I took a deep breath, squared my shoulders, and stepped into the kitchen, letting out a loud, throaty cough to let them know I was there.The silence that followed was instant. They all froze, looking like they’d just been caught with their hands in the cookie jar. The air was so thick with guilt you could’ve choked on it. I didn't say a single word. I didn't look at them, didn't argue, and I definitely didn't try to confront anyone. I just walked straight to the sink. The water was warm as I scrubbed the dishes I’d brought down, the clinking of the ceramic the only sound in the room. Luna Elizabeth walked away when I turned my back to them.When I was done, I dried my hands, set the tray on the counter, and walked away without looking back.I headed back to my room, feeling like a soldier returning to a bunk