Todos los capítulos de Right Love, Wrong Alpha: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

ElijahAcross the floor, Violet's fingers tightened visibly on Marcus's shoulder. Her jaw set in that way it did when she was trying very hard not to show emotion and failing.I shouldn't be enjoying this but I absolutely was. And my impatient wolf was already nudging me to approach her.Hence I did just that.And finally she was where she belonged. In my arms. She was close enough that I could feel her heartbeat, could smell whatever it was she wore that made me want to bury my face in her hair and not come up for air.Close enough to turn the vibrator back on.I'd been hard since the alcove. Or for that matter, even before the alcove, if I was being honest. Since she'd walked into this gathering wearing that dress and I'd realized she'd actually done it. I had actually worn what I'd asked her to wear and had shown up ready to let me torment her in a room full of people.The trust in that act had done something to me that I was still processing.But watching her struggle to maintain

Violet"Unzip me," he ordered, his voice low and commanding. I reached up, my fingers trembling slightly as I grasped the zipper of his pants. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, could see the bulge straining against his boxers as I slowly pulled the zipper down.He didn't move, didn't speak, just stood there, his eyes never leaving mine as I reached into his pants, my fingers brushing against the smooth, hot skin of his cock. I could feel it pulse at my touch, and I bit my lip, a thrill of power coursing through me. I was doing this to him. I was making him hard, making him want me."Take it out," he growled, his voice barely above a whisper. I did as he commanded, wrapping my hand around his shaft, feeling the silky smoothness of his skin, the steel hardness beneath. He was big, bigger than I had imagined, and I felt a flicker of doubt. Could I take all of him?But then he reached out, his hand cupping my chin, tilting my head up to look at him. "You can do this, Violet,"

VioletI looked at her, and felt the need to narrow my eyes. "I beg your pardon?"Her brows rose, gently "Elijah, of course" she said, as though the name were its own complete sentence. "He spent a rather considerable portion of the evening watching you, my dear. And having observed my son abstain from social events for many years, I would say he definitely wanted to be there." She lifted her own cup and took a sip. "And the reason, I believe, is in front of me. He did not look at anyone else that way. Not once, all evening."The heat crawled up the back of my neck before I could stop it, and I hated myself thoroughly for it. "I think," I began, and made myself keep my voice even, "that he was surrounded by a lot of alphas and females other than me."She smiled at that. “At least you didn’t deny my claims then.”Huh?“That is not what I…” I began"Were you not," she said, cutting through the middle of my sentence with a smile, "doing exactly that as per our last conversation?"I ha

Violet"You've been here before, haven't you?" Cassie whispered in my ear as we climbed out of the car, her voice full of barely suppressed amusement."Shut up," I hissed back."What was that?" Nicole turned, her eyes narrowing."Nothing," I said quickly. "Just excited to see the, um, entertainment."Nicole's expression suggested she didn't believe me, but she was too focused on her big night to press the issue. "Come on, ladies! Let's get this party started!"Inside, the club was exactly as I remembered—all dim lighting and plush velvet, with a bass beat that you could feel in your chest. The air smelled like expensive cologne and something sweeter, more cloying. The main stage was lit up with spotlights, currently empty but clearly waiting for the next performance.We were led to a VIP booth, semicircular and positioned for an optimal view of the stage. Nicole immediately claimed the center seat, arranging herself like a queen on a throne, while Madison and Veronica settled in on ei

VioletElijah's fist connected with Nate's jaw with a crack that I felt in my bones. Nate's head snapped back, blood already streaming from his nose, but Elijah didn't stop. He followed him down as Nate staggered, grabbing him by the shirt and slamming another punch into his face. And he just kept raining punches on him, hitting until I couldn’t tell if the blood on his knuckles belonged to him or Nate.Elijah had positioned himself between Nate and me, his body a wall I couldn't see around. The conversation was tense, voices raised, but I was distracted by the way Elijah's shoulders had gone rigid, the tendons in his neck standing out in sharp relief.His other hand grabbing Nate’s collar trembled slightly. I knew him well enough by now to know he wasn't afraid of Nate. This was something else."Elijah!" I screamed, but he didn't seem to hear me. I tried to grab his arm, tried to distract him but he had already run behind Nate who was trying to scurry away like a rat.“You fucking