All Chapters of Love Me, Alpha King : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

'Mate.' Magnus clenched his jaw, muscles tightening as Demetrius snarled inside him. After 110 years of iron control, his wolf had never challenged him like this. Never been so... insistent. 'Down,' Magnus growled under his breath. But Demetrius only pushed harder, desperate to claim the human female mere feet away. The wolf was practically vibrating with need. Cathy. Her name echoed in his mind, stoking a primal hunger he'd never experienced. His penis strained painfully against his pants. He wanted her in every sense of the word. Which was ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous. Magnus gripped the arms of his chair, claws threatening to emerge. He was Alpha - how could a mere human affect him this way? It made no sense. Slowly, he turned his head. Cathy sat primly in the chair to his right, her hazelnut hair cascading over slim shoulders. As if sensing his gaze, she met his eyes. A visible shudder ran through her body. Her breath caught, chest rising and falling rapidly. Fast. Too fast. T

Cathy didn't seem to mind Magnus's silence. She continued chattering, her hands moving wildly as she spoke. "So, I've got about a million questions. Like, do you guys really turn into full wolves? Or is it more of a partial transformation? I saw this documentary once about werewolf myths, but I'm guessing reality is way different. Oh! And those magical tattoos? That's got to be the coolest thing ever." What Cathy really wanted to know was why she couldn't get her body temperature down? Why did she suddenly want to rip his clothes off? Was that a werewolf thing too? One of their supernatural abilities? Because if so, that was cheating. Magnus remained motionless; his phone now forgotten. His fingers drummed imperceptibly against his thigh, a barely-there rhythm that only he could feel. His tattoo beneath his shirt seemed to pulse with a soft, curious energy. Restless energy. "I mean, I've always been fascinated by supernatural stuff," Cathy rambled on, oblivious to Magnus's lack of v

Magnus's footsteps echoed through the dining hall as he strode out, feeling the searing heat of Cathy's gaze trailing over his back. His wolf clawed at the edges of his control, urging him to turn around and claim his mate right then and there, to spread her legs on the table and shove his cock balls deep until she screamed his name. It took every ounce of willpower to keep walking, his steps faltering with each passing second. Jesus. What was wrong with him?"Forgive me, Cathy," he whispered under his breath, his heart clenching at the scent of her disappointment and sadness that lingered in the air. She couldn't understand why he was pushing her away, but it was for her own protection. As a human, she was fragile, unaware of the dangers that came with being tied to an Alpha werewolf. Or maybe he was just making excuses.As he entered the main hall, pack members bowed their heads, their eyes filled with a mix of respect and awe. A group of females huddled together, their pheromones t

As the dining hall buzzed with whispers behind her, Cathy found herself practically dragged out by Aria, Lena, and Jordan – her self-proclaimed werewolf guardians who looked simultaneously horrified and impressed.Aria, her curly hair escaping from a messy ponytail, whirled on Cathy. "Are you actually insane?" she hissed, her multiple bracelets jangling with her dramatic gesture. "Sitting next to Magnus? During breakfast? That's... social suicide!"Lena, pushing her oversized sweater sleeve up, deadpanned, "Or just plain suicide. Whichever comes first." Her green eyes rolled so hard they might have fallen out of her head.Jordan, wearing his red hoodie and trying to look serious, just shook his head. "I've never seen anyone so casually disregard pack hierarchy. Ever."Cathy, still flushed from the earlier strawberry incident, waved her hand dismissively. "He didn't seem bothered. Actually, he didn't seem anything. Speaking of which," she paused, a sudden curiosity replacing her nervou

Cathy hurried to the bathroom, turning on the shower and stripping off her clothes. As the steam filled the air, she stepped under the hot spray, trying to wash away the lingering traces of her arousal. The water cascaded over her skin, but she couldn't scrub away the memory of Magnus's touch or the way his eyes had pierced into her.She pressed her forehead against the cool tile, letting the water flow over her. "Get it together, Cathy," she whispered. "He's way out of your league."Magnus was an Alpha werewolf, a powerful leader with centuries of experience. And she was just a human, a fragile creature caught up in a world she barely understood. The idea that he could be her "true mate" – as her werewolf friends had described it – seemed laughable. Ridiculous. Completely impossible.Yet, despite her rational mind telling her to stay away, her body craved his touch. The way he had looked at her, the intensity in his gaze, had ignited a fire within her that she couldn't extinguish. Ev