All Chapters of Right Love, Wrong Alpha: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

VioletThe dress Cassie had picked out for me was not what I would have chosen for myself.That was probably the point.It was midnight blue, fitted through the bodice and flowing from the hips, with a neckline that dipped just low enough to make a statement without screaming for attention. The fabric caught the light when I moved, shifting between dark navy and deep sapphire depending on the angle. The back dipped lower than I was comfortable with, revealing a stretch of bare skin that felt dangerously exposed."You look incredible," Cassie announced, circling me like an artist inspecting a finished painting. "Like, genuinely, insufferably beautiful. I'm almost annoyed.""It's a bit too much""It's perfect." She adjusted a strand of my hair, stepping back to survey the result. "Stop arguing with me and put your shoes on."I looked at my reflection for a long moment.The woman staring back looked bolder and more confident than I felt. More like someone who belonged at a founding fami

VioletBefore I could scream or make a sound, a hand closed around my mouth, startling me.And my body reacted even before my mind could.Those rough calloused hands held me in a firm grip, pushing me sideways. My breath caught in my throat as I felt those rough hands glide over me, fingers unhurriedly sliding over my fingers and traveling up towards my shoulders.There was a small nook behind a pillar decorated with winter flowers that cast a dark shadow underneath. The alcove was designed to be decorative, not functional. It fit two people only if those two people were standing close together.We were very close together. Extremely close.Elijah didn’t bother saying anything at first and let his hands do the talking while his body pressed onto mine.He was touching me everywhere and yet I wanted more. I tried to reach for him but he grabbed my arms and pushed them up on the wall, holding them by the wrists.The other hand, meanwhile, slowly went up in my hair.I heard him inhale de

VioletCassie gave me a gentle and reassuring pat. "Go," she breathed. "You'll be fine. You're brilliant when you're put on the spot."That had never been true in my life but I appreciated the sentiment.I handed her my champagne and my clutch but then recalled my phone was in it so took it back from her immediately.I gave Alpha Carrow an awkward smile and walked to the front of the hall on legs that wanted to run in the opposite direction.The microphone was handed to me by a young server who shot me a sympathetic look. I took it with both hands, which were steady on the outside and shaking comprehensively on the inside.The crowd appeared bigger from up here and there were definitely more people than I'd registered when I was moving through them.I found Cassie first, her expression warm and encouraging.Then Nate, standing with Nicole at the edge of the crowd. His jaw was set and his bruised eye was visible even from here.My gaze drifted to the aunts, who looked pleasantly surpri

VioletI stood in the corner of the room with my phone in my hand, trying very hard to look like I was doing something important and professional instead of just standing there with my heart attempting to jump out of my mouth.Elijah had moved to the opposite side of the hall after his pointed message to Nate. He was talking to Tyler now who threw a look at Nate and sneered.Meanwhile, the dance floor was starting to fill as couples moved together with varying degrees of grace. Founding family members danced politely, whereas the younger pairs swayed with more enthusiasm than skill. The orchestra had settled into something softer and romantic now, and for a second I imagined myself dancing with Elijah to the soft music, wrapped in his embrace.I watched Nate and Nicole move onto the floor as Nate smiled forcibly.Once again I wondered what story he had cooked to make up for the bruises on his face.Nicole was smiling up at him, saying something I couldn't hear, her body language sugg

VioletHe was right and I hated that he was right and my body's response to the low, insistent hum was making it very clear to both of us that stopping was the last thing I wanted."To anyone watching," Elijah continued, his tone still maddeningly calm, "you just look very focused on our dance. Maybe a little overcome by the romance of it all." His mouth curved slightly. "To your ex specifically, you look like you're barely restraining yourself from tearing my clothes off.""I'm barely restraining myself from murder!""That's not what your body language is saying."The music shifted and the dance became more structured, the pattern requiring us to spin our partners down a line before they returned.Elijah released me with clear reluctance, sending me spinning toward the next man in the formation.The moment his hand left my waist, the vibration stopped as if to indicate only he was allowed to watch me crumble in his embrace.I moved through the pattern in a daze, my body yearning to r