Todos los capítulos de Lusting For The Wrong Alpha: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Seraphina Williams’s voice cuts through the thick air like a blade. “Both of you. Get out.” The words are low, controlled, but the pain underneath them is unmistakable.Heat floods my face, shame now crashing over me so hard I can barely breathe. I scramble off Evander’s lap, nearly tripping as my bare feet hit the floor.My dress is somewhere on the bed. I snatch it up with shaking hands and yank it over my head, not bothering with the underwear still tangled around one ankle.My fingers fumble with the fabric, heart hammering so loudly I’m certain both men can hear it.When I finally dare to look up, Williams is still standing in the doorway. His jaw is locked tight. His eyes are dark, not with the usual teasing heat, but with something raw and wounded.The smirk he always wears is gone. In its place is a quiet, devastating hurt that makes my stomach twist.I open my mouth. Nothing comes out. What could I possibly say? That I didn’t mean for him to see? That I feel sick with guilt

Seraphina Evander guides me through the crowded upper tier with a firm hand at the small of my back. The press of so many dominant wolves makes the air feel thick, almost charged.Conversations dip as we pass, predatory eyes tracking our movement. Not bothering myself, I keep my chin level and my expression carefully neutral, even though my heart is beating hard enough that I am certain he can feel it through my dress.Every step feels heavier than the last. I am walking closer to the people who tried to kill me and left me to die.He leads me directly toward one of the higher boxes.Raze and his precious fated mate are already seated there. The moment they notice us approaching, both of them go still. Raze’s polished smile freezes halfway. The mistress pretending to be me, tilts her head slightly, her makeup black doing little to hide the sudden tension that tightens her shoulders and the way her fingers curl against the armrest.I feel a sharp, almost vicious satisfaction at their

Seraphina We return to our seats under the weight of too many eyes. Raze is still watching. The woman wearing my name tracks every step we take.Ann’s expression is tight with leftover satisfaction from whatever she whispered to him.The organizer’s voice carries across the arena with deliberate weight. “Under the old right of challenge, Alpha Raze Duskbane of the GoldenMoon Pack has formally called Alpha Evander to the field. The challenge has been accepted. Combatants, prepare.”The words hit me like a physical blow. Was this what Ann told Raze to do? Is this plan?Evander doesn't even seem surprised. What is going on?For a moment the entire upper tier seems to lean forward at once. Conversations die. The air itself tightens. Raze is already rising from his seat, removing his formal jacket with calm, deliberate movements.Evander remains still for half a second longer, then releases my hand and stands. His expression does not change, but something cold and absolute settles behind

Seraphina Evander doesn’t answer. Instead he keeps his eyes on the road ahead, jaw locked.The silence stretches until it becomes unbearable. Not even Williams is trying to glance at me.Regardless, I turn to Williams, hoping to get answers from him.“What really happened?”He meets my gaze for only a second, saying nothing, then looks away. His expression is carefully blank.A cold knot forms in my stomach. Whatever this is about must be serious to have both of them this tight.I force my face to stay calm, even as my mind races through every worst-case possibility. Could this be about this chip in me? Do they know my real identity now? What exactly is going on?Williams suddenly sits forward. “Wait. Where is Ann?”The question lands heavily. She just suddenly disappeared that her absence wasn't noticed.Williams looks between us as the three of us stare at each other.“She can take care of herself,” Evander says without certainty in his voice.“Can she?” Williams asks, tilting his

Evander I sit alone at a corner table in a quiet roadside restaurant, the remains of a meal I barely tasted pushed to the side.The glass in front of me is already empty. I refill it from the bottle I ordered and drink again, the burn doing nothing to loosen the knot in my chest.Sixteen days now.That is all that remains before the ritual. Before Kenna will be sacrificed. Fuck! Williams hasn't found another maiden of the eclipse to replace her.Damn it! I don't want to sacrifice her. But if I don't, my sister and the rest of the afflicted will die.The thought sits heavier than the alcohol. I press my thumb against the rim of the glass until the pressure turns sharp.“Alpha Evander.”The voice cuts through the low noise of the restaurant.I look up and I see no other person but Cassie Duskbane standing a few paces from the table. Her dark hair is neatly pulled back, her expression composed but curious.Somehow I don't feel irritated like the way I feel anything I see that disgusting