All Chapters of ALPHA JORDAN'S DARK OBSESSION : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

CHAPTER 180: CATHERINE'S REWARD CATHERINE:The moment we cleared Jordan's bedroom door, he carried me straight to the bed. He laid me down on the silk duvet like I was a new born baby.Before I could take a breath, he started kissing me everywhere—my neck, my collarbone, the sensitive skin just behind my ear. His stubble grazed my skin, sending sparks straight to my core."I’m gonna reward you handsomely for saving my life today, kitty cat," he murmured against my throat, his voice vibrating deep in his chest.I let out a breathy laugh, my fingers tangling in his thick hair. "Really? You think I did a good enough job that deserves to be rewarded?"Jordan pulled back just enough to look me in the eye. His pupils were so dilated his eyes looked like solid obsidian. "Good enough job? Baby, you were terrifying. You were magnificent. You’re my savior." He nodded firmly. "And I always reward good deeds, I always pay my debts.""I can't wait," I whispered, my heart hammering against my ribs

CHAPTER 182: I'M DONE! JORDAN:I took a deep breath, trying to put into words the nightmare I’d seen at the edge of the woods."They weren't just wolves, Mom," I started again, my voice low and tight. "There were two of them. And they were massive, way bigger than any rogue I’ve ever hunted. Their fur wasn't even fur; it looked like matted, black wire, and they smelled like a grave that had been dug up in the middle of a swamp. But it was the eyes that got me. They weren't yellow or blue. They were this glowing, sickly crimson, like they were fueled by some kind of dark magic. When they moved, they didn't just run; they blurred, shifting their weight in ways that shouldn't be possible for a four-legged creature. They had these elongated claws, jagged and black, that sliced through my shoulder like it was nothing."I leaned forward, my elbows on my knees. "I don’t know how best to describe them, but I know they weren't there for a snack. They attacked us, but they seemed... targeted.

CHAPTER 184: MEETING THE COUNCIL JORDAN:I felt Catherine's eyes on my face as I closed the mind link. Without waiting for her to ask who it was, I reminded her that I was supposed to introduce her to the Council members. I saw the slight tremor in her fingers. Then I reached out, taking her hand in mine and squeezing it tight."Take deep breaths, kitty cat," I whispered. "I will be right here with you. They’re just old men with loud voices."We headed downstairs toward the Council chambers. Catherine's steps got slower the closer we got to the double oak doors. I could smell the stagnant scent of old spice and aged wolves—the Council was already seated. I pushed the doors open, and the room went dead quiet.The twelve members of the Canon Pack Council rose to their feet as one. It was a sign of respect, but I could feel the tension vibrating off them like a live wire. I acknowledged their greetings with a short nod and led Catherine to the front. I sat in my elevated position, the

CHAPTER 186: JORDAN IS MINE CATHERINE:After Jordan left for work, the mansion felt less like a home and more like a high-end prison. I spent the first few hours doing basically nothing—scrolling through my phone until my eyes hurt, flipping through channels on the TV, and eventually just crashing on the bed and sleeping off.This was supposed to be my house. I was the Luna, right? I should’ve been able to walk down to the garden, sniff the roses, or just wander the halls without looking over my shoulder. But I couldn't. Every time I heard some footsteps, I jumped, thinking it was Luna Elizabeth coming to bark another order or tell me how much of a rogue I was. Jordan kept telling me to stay out of her way and not to be rude, but it felt like I was living in a cage.I heaved a long sigh, staring at the ceiling. I thought about calling Zoe, but she was at work and probably busy with actual life. I didn't have any other friends, and I wasn’t really the type to go blow money at the mall

CHAPTER 188: CALL ME DADDY CATHERINE:He started to lift my emerald gown, his fingers grazing my thighs, sending electric shocks straight to my core. I helped him, my own heart hammering against my ribs. I wanted him just as much as he wanted me. I wanted to wash away the memory of Diana's touch and replace it with something that belonged only to us.He lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, my back pressing against the cool glass of the window. He buried his face in my neck, marking me with soft bites and wet kisses that made me let out a high-pitched moan."Jordan," I gasped, my head falling back.“Call me Daddy,” he whispered. “I can give anything to hear you say it.”“Daddy,” I whispered in return. and the frantic rhythm of our hearts beating as one left me trembling with need. He moved us from the window to the large mahogany desk, sweeping a few folders out of the way without even looking. He made me sit on the edge of the desk and spread my legs apart.He looked