The Alpha and his Awaited Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 281 - チャプター 290

I stare at his lips, desperately waiting for him to speak, terrified of the name that might leave his mouth, yet utterly consumed by the need to know. But Aiden doesn’t answer right away. The remaining ambient noise of the dorm room completely fades into the background, leaving nothing but a heavy, suffocatingly thick silence.He just stares at me. His blue eyes narrow just a fraction, tracking the frantic movement of my chest, and I see his sharp jawline clench. He doesn't look uncomfortable, guilty, or apologetic at all—in fact, it’s quite the opposite. Looks like his inner wolf is practically preening, utterly reveling in the raw, unadulterated, possessive jealousy that just bled out of me.My territorial reaction doesn't scare him; it satisfies him completely. He lets the silence simmer, intentionally torturing me with the suspense for a long, agonizing heartbeat, pushing my anxiety to the absolute limit until I'm ready to snap. What the fuck?Then, agonizingly slow, that lazy, de

AidenWe step out of Julie's apartment and into the crisp afternoon air, leaving the heavy atmosphere of her dorm behind us. The transition does wonders for her. Almost instantly, the tension vanishes from her shoulders, replaced by her usual talkative, bubbly energy. She suggests we continue the game of twenty questions to pass the time as we walk, and I eagerly agree, completely enchanted by the sound of her laughter.As we stroll down the sidewalk, she is a whirlwind of captivating motion, her hands gesturing wildly as she speaks. And she keeps touching me—so frequently and effortlessly that she doesn’t even seem to realize she's doing it. Her shoulder playfully bumps against my arm to emphasize a joke, and a second later, her palm rests warm and lingering against my chest as she laughs at my answers.She is practically dancing around me, at one point twirling completely around my back, her fingers tracing a feather-light path across my lower back that leaves my skin burning throug

”Okay… So, the guys in 304 are playing Mario Kart” Aiden says, flashing me a devastating grin.”Someone just got hit by a blue shell and is screaming profanities that I didn't even know existed. And just down the hall, some poor soul is writing an essay on a mechanical keyboard, typing like their life depends on it.””Classic college students. What else?” I snort, laughing out loud.”Well, a couple on the second floor is currently in the middle of a massive blowout because the guy got caught cheating…” he says, tilting his head as he listens to the faint sounds vibrating through the ceiling. ”But then, someone in the apartment right above them is completely oblivious, singing top-of-their-lungs pop songs in the shower. With a truly, tragically bad voice.” Aiden suddenly freezes, clearing his throat awkwardly.I look up at him and almost gasp—a faint, incredibly adorable pink tint is creeping up his neck and hitting his ears. He rubs the back of his neck, looking everywhere but at me.

"Okay, I found a place!" Julie squeals, bouncing slightly on her knees.”Fine, but first, we need to discuss the most important thing…the pizza toppings" I say, crossing my arms and putting on an act of absolute seriousness.Julie glances at me, and her face immediately splits into a look of pure, mischievous challenge. She sits up straighter, crossing her arms to mimic my posture, and narrows her eyes as she takes the bait."Alright then… Let’s lay our cards on the table. What exactly do you want on it?” she asks, raisin her other eyebrow, her voice dropping into a hilariously dramatic, matching mock seriousness.”Pepperoni. Make it double.” I start.”Fine” she agrees.”Extra cheese” she then says.”Good choice" I nod seriously.”Bell peppers” she says.”Fine, red onions” I reply.”Good, and finally… Pineapple” she declares, lifting her chin in a challenging manner.My smile instantly drops into a look of pure, unadulterated horror. ”Pineapple? Julie… putting tropical fruit on a piz

"Now, onto the next battle. Movie choice. Let me guess, you're going to demand some loud, explosion-heavy action flick where a guy punches a helicopter? A total 'boy movie’?" I glare at him.Aiden gasps, faking a deeply wounded expression as he leans back against the sofa cushions."Wow. Profiling. I am deeply offended, Julie. Just because I can break a linebacker in half doesn't mean I don't appreciate the finer arts.""Oh really?" I tease, leaning closer into his space, my hand resting flat against his knee. "What’s your definition of the finer arts? Die Hard? Rambo?”"Try Pride and Prejudice" Aiden murmurs smoothly, a wicked, confident smirk flashing on his face."Wait...what?” I completely freeze, a piece of crust halfway to my mouth. "You heard me lady!” he grins, his blue eyes dancing with pure amusement at my utter shock."The 2005 version. The cinematography? Flawless. The tension? Unmatched. In fact, just last fall, I used my little brother authority to force my brother Seb