บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha Who Stole My Christmas: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

ZAYNE“Tell me.” The words left my mouth too quickly. I didn’t want to sound impatient, even though something inside me was desperate, aching to hear what she remembered.But she hesitated. Studying her face, I watched the hope in her expression fall.“I’m sorry… it wasn’t a memory of you. It was Ark.”Her voice faded, but her words kept echoing in my head until they blurred into static. I shut my eyes, shutting everything out.“Alright. Let me know if you need anything.”I forced myself to leave the room before disappointment and fury twisted into something reckless.Maybe she had shared more with Ark than just sex. The thought alone irritated me. I felt like a teenager nursing a bruised ego.She was getting under my skin, and I shouldn’t let her.I retreated to my study, the one place where I made decisions, drafted strategies, and negotiated business deals worth empires. Beyond being Alpha of the most feared pack, I ran several companies on the side. Wealth had never been a probl

ZAYNEBee was the last person I expected to see standing in my study.“Are you going to stand there staring at me like you’ve seen a zombie,” she teased, “or are you going to give me a hug?”Her voice dragged me back to reality. She was truly here.I stepped forward and wrapped her in a firm embrace. Ten years had passed since I last saw her, yet she still carried the same familiar scent. She hadn’t aged a day. Still flawless, radiant, and effortlessly composed.I guided her to a seat, unable to stop studying her face.Even though we never ended up together, there was no bitterness between us, only clean friendship.She was meant to be my fated mate. But the spark I felt with Elena, the wildfire that devoured reason, was absent with Bee. She understood that without resentment. Perhaps that was why our friendship survived.“You’re still the same, Zee,” she said, raising a brow playfully. “Quiet, even when your mind is screaming with things you won’t say out loud.”She wasn’t wrong.She

ZAYNEShe was squeezing the throw pillow so tightly that the fabric groaned under her fingers. I could tell she was unravelling, but she held herself together long enough to let me continue.“Bee was meant to be my fated mate,” I began quietly, “but things didn’t go as planned the moment I met your mother and fell hopelessly in love with her.”Her jaw clenched, but she didn’t interrupt.“So we weren’t betrothed, just fated. It made breaking the bond easier, but the consequences weren’t. People talked, mocked her, called her the wolf who’d been rejected by her destined mate.”Emily’s eyes darkened.“She was hurt,” I continued, breathing out slowly. “And I wanted to ease that pain. I told her to ask for anything within my power. Anything, and I would grant it.”Saying this aloud felt like violating a sacred agreement, one meant to stay buried forever. But fate had pushed everything into the light.“She asked for my sperm,” I said finally. “She wanted it stored for whenever she was ready

ZAYNEShe was kissing me, warm, insistent, and reckless. Her breasts were pressed fully against me, her fingers tangled at the back of my neck as though she wanted to fuse herself into my skin.And it was wrong, because she was drunk, and I knew that.But the way her mouth moved… damn. Every sense I possessed lit up like fire. My zipper strained painfully under the pressure of my growing erection, and when her tongue brushed my earlobe, a quick electric jolt shot straight through my body.My wolf surged forward, restless and eager, whispering the most dangerous urge: mark her.I gritted my teeth and forced myself to stop. Pushing her gently away, I got up.“I… hate you, Zayne. So much,” she whispered.But by the time I turned back, she was already asleep, lips parted softly like she hadn’t just set my entire body on fire.I cursed under my breath and stormed out of the room. My wolf took over instantly, racing through the woods like a wild storm, anything to burn off this confusing p

LISAI felt pain ripple through every inch of my body the moment I tried sitting up. My eyes snapped fully open, my head heavy, like I was carrying the weight of an entire world on my skull.Those same hazel eyes were staring at me. I blinked, looked around, and instantly realized this wasn’t my room.This place looked like heaven: an enormous king-size bed, elegant interior decor, curated artwork, and a chandelier that swayed ever so slightly with the air. It was spacious, serene, almost royal.My own room was comfortable, yes… but I wouldn’t mind swapping.Then my gaze landed on a portrait, Zayne’s portrait, hung right above the wall. A painting, yet so stunningly accurate that it felt like his eyes followed me.“Done scooping around?”Shit. I forgot I wasn’t alone.Why couldn’t I remember how I got here?I recalled sipping from the bottle of wine Ink handed me; it tasted too good and smooth. I hadn’t realized how alcoholic it was until the effects swallowed me whole.I cursed under