All Chapters of ALPHA JORDAN'S DARK OBSESSION : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHAPTER 32: YOU'RE MINE FOREVER CATHERINE:As Denzel started to walk toward me, I instinctively moved backward, and that was when I heard the sound of notification in my phone. I opened my clutch purse and took out my phone.It was a video file and the sender was unknown. I didn’t even think twice.I tapped play.The second the clip started playing, my whole chest squeezed tight. My mouth fell open. Heat crawled up my face and spread through my entire body like fire.Because right there on my screen—Denzel and Giselle lay naked on his bed.Giselle's arms were around Denzel's neck while Denzel's lips were on her neck, sucking hungryly. She was spread out on Denzel's bed and he soon was kissing her everywhere. He suckled hungryly on her hard erect nipples, making Giselle whimper in pleasure. His hands were roaming all over her now and she gasped when his fingers slid down between her thighs and connected with her clit. “You're so fucking wet,” he growled, his eyes darkening.She let

CHAPTER 34: YOU'RE BEGINNING TO LIKE HERJORDAN:I stared at Diana… then at my mother… then back at Diana again.Both of them were looking at me like I owed them an explanation or some kind of emotional breakdown. Instead, all they got from me was a long, tired sigh.I was only tolerating Diana because she was related to my late mate. If not, I would’ve put Diana in her place a long time ago. She wasn’t entitled to me. She wasn’t my responsibility. And she sure as hell wasn’t my future mate.I didn't need a future mate.Diana sniffled louder and held onto my mother like a child seeking pity.My mother frowned at me and asked again. “Jordan, what did you do to her?”I didn’t even bother answering. I just opened my mouth to tell her I was leaving when my phone vibrated. Melvin.Good.This was a better use of my time.“I’ll talk to you later,” I told my mother sharply, already turning around.“Jordan…,” she started to call me back but I was already walking away, answering my phone.“Wha

CHAPTER 36: CONFIDING ON ZOECATHERINE:I opened my eyes and winced as my head pounded like someone hit me with a hammer in my sleep. My eyes felt heavy, my throat dry, and honestly… I could tell I barely slept through the night. The day had broken but I didn't bother to get out of bed. So I just laid there for a moment, staring at the ceiling like it had answers to my questions.Of course it didn’t.And I still felt confused about how to get myself out of this mess.My current state of mind had something to do with that stupid conversation I had with Denzel last night. His voice, his words, replayed in my mind like a broken movie. Why would Denzel consider me only good enough for a mistress?Mistress.The word sounded like a curse on my lips.I felt sick all over again. That wasn’t the kind of word a man used for the woman he loved. That wasn’t affection. That was slavery in a fancy wrapper. And the worst part? The blood engagement ritual already tied me to him. I didn’t ask for tha

CHAPTER 38: FLOWER SHOP SCENECATHERINE:I dropped my phone on the bed and inhaled deeply.My life was really turning upside down.Then suddenly…A knock came at my door.I didn’t even bother saying “come in,” because it wasn’t locked, and my Mom was the only one in the house with me. The door pushed open, and my mom stepped in, her smile gentle but tired-looking.“Good morning, Mom,” I greeted as soon as she stepped into my room.“Good morning, honey, what are you up to this morning?” she asked, taking a seat beside me on the bed.“Uhm nothing. Today is Sunday. I'm just gonna stay indoors and rest,” I responded, stretching my hands and feet.She was silent for a moment, then said, “how about we go visit your father’s grave this evening? It’s Sunday… I think it’s time.”My chest tightened for a second. It had been a while. Too long, honestly.I nodded. “Yeah, Mom… I’m willing. Let’s do it.”We got ready later that evening, me in a simple jean and a loose top, Mom in her usual long gow

CHAPTER 40: YOU'RE NOT IN TROUBLE JORDAN:I hadn’t spoken to Spark since last night.He’d pissed me off—badly.I remembered the way the stray froze the moment she heard my bones crack and saw my claws shoot out. Her eyes went wide like she’d seen the devil himself. And honestly? Spark was close to that when he was angry.She barely managed to say, “A-Alpha…?” before Spark roared inside me and forced the shift.I couldn’t stop him.My massive black wolf stood there, growling, fury pouring out of him like smoke. The girl ran—screaming—straight out of my room. Probably out of the damn house too.I smirked at the memory.Yeah. She ran like her life depended on it.And Spark? He strutted around in my room, all arrogant and possessive while I pouted in one corner of his head.Not her, he had growled before the shift. Our mate is Catherine.I could still hear the certainty in his voice. No hesitation. No doubt. Just stubborn, wild instinct. I had ignored him, thinking I could shut him off