Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Lost Alpha Queen: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Sarah knew coming to this dive bar on the edge of town was a bad idea. But she decided to ignore her instincts for a drink with a charmingly handsome face, and now, she was running for her life through the woods. She cursed herself with every labored breath as she pushed her body beyond its limits. Pain pulsed through her limbs, her lungs burned like fire, and her heart pounded so violently in her chest she thought it might burst. The ground was cold and unyielding beneath her feet, the crisp autumn air nipped at her exposed skin and began to sting her as it whipped through her increasingly tangled hair. She didn’t dare look back. She didn’t need to. She could feel whatever was behind her closing in, its presence a suffocating shadow at her back. Stopping and hiding weren’t options. She had to keep running through the pain. She had to survive. But then, a wall of thick brush loomed ahead. If she tried to plow through, it would slow her down too much. She didn’t have much time before

The hairs on the back of Jackie's neck prickled, making her shudder as unease flooded her senses. She slung her bag onto her shoulder and looked up, spotting a towering man striding toward them. Jackie pulled Andrea close, rummaging through her bag with one hand while fixing him with a steady stare. Her face and stance remained controlled, though her mind reeled.‘Dammit! Where is that knife?! Or bear spray?! Anything?!’Jackie refused to let her panic show on her face while she prepared to die defending her sister if she needed to. Before she could get any words out, the man spoke with a light Slavic accent, “Whoa there, ladies, what are you doing out here so late?”Jackie finally got a hold of herself as she grippep the hilt of a knife. She grabbed it and slid it under her sleeve as she said, “None of your business. Now, if you excuse us, we were just leaving to meet our dad and brothers.” Andrea looked at Jackie, confused, knowing full well that their dad was across the Atlantic Oc

Jackie waits motionless by the locked door, holding her breath, straining her ears, listening until she is sure they are gone. Only then does she allow herself to move, rummaging through the room until she finds her phone. A wave of relief washes over her; there is half a charge left. A dozen missed calls and unread messages flash across the screen, but she shoved the phone into her pocket without reading them. Not yet, not until she can read them without interruption. Every sound felt like a gunshot in the silence as she stepped toward the window, her breath shallow, her limbs trembling with anticipation.Holding her breath, she eased the window open. The night air rushed in, cool and crisp. A floorboard groaned outside her door. Her pulse spikes, and her body responds to her anxiety and her desire to escape. She dropped below the window frame and lowered herself into a low crouch. She had a moment to notice the graceful change she felt in her body. Before she could contemplate her b

Jackie stopped in the doorway, frozen. She hadn’t seen her dad since he dropped Andrea off at her place before Uni started. Since the attack, she had been avoiding long conversations with him, unwilling to face what she knew was coming. She could only imagine how the situation looked to him. Andrea was healing, wounded and fragile, while Jackie looked better than she ever had. It was cruel in a way, the way fate had drawn its lines. Unable to breathe, she just stared at him.‘He’s not my father. Does he know? He’s never mistreated me. I know he loves me. But I don’t want to deal with this. I just wanted to see Andrea…’“Jackie. You’re really okay!” Her father’s voice broke through her thoughts, thick with emotion. Before she could react, he was rushing toward her, pulling her into a tight embrace. She stood stiffly in his arms, caught off guard. She had expected anger, maybe coldness, but not this relief.Despite herself, she hugged him back, her throat tightening as the weight of it

Jackie has never seen Luke more concerned, but she didn’t have the mental capacity to think about it more. All she could think about was the hole in her stomach and the revenge she would have on Adrik. Laura rushed over with a heart, and Luke stopped her as she approached, “No! She has never had a fresh heart; it’s against the law, and we don’t know how she will react to it.” “I don’t care, Luke! She is losing too much blood, and she is not healing fast enough. She needs to eat this, or she could die!” He turned to look at Jackie, her face quickly draining of color, and looked at her with affection. Hardening his resolve, he spoke to her with no bravado or teasing. “This is going to be different than anything you have felt so far. I need you to trust me and eat this.” Jackie was slightly disgusted by eating a raw heart, but was quickly swayed by the excruciating pain and the way they were looking at her. So trusting him, she took the heart and bit into it. There was an explosi