Semua Bab THE ALPHA WHO STOLE CHRISTMAS : Bab 11 - Bab 16

*“Bring me water,” she said. “And bread. Real bread. Not the moldy shit you feed your prisoners.”Samara nodded to the guard through the bars. He hurried off. When he returned with a clay cup and a small loaf, the soothsayer drank slowly, tearing off pieces with trembling fingers.“ Now… will you speak or not?,” Samara questioned, trying as much as possible to remain calm. Her impatience was driving her insane but if she didn't keep calm, the old hag would just keep her mouth zipped. The soothsayer looked at her. “I’ll speak,” she said. “But only to you. Not to him. Not to that evil bastard.”Samara’s hands trembled at her sides, not from fear but from the sudden raging anger that flooded her chest.The word ‘bastard’ landed like a blade between her ribs. How dare this pathetic fool!Her breath caught… sharp but shallow. Her vision narrowed until the only thing in the world was the gaunt, defiant face of this stupid soothsayer and the filthy insult still hanging in the air between

Ariana Jake stepped in, looking tired but smiling when he saw me. “Hey, babe,” he said, shrugging off his coat. I forced a smile and helped him take it off, hanging it on the hook. “Hey,” I responded in a weak voice, almost in a whisper as he pulled me into a hug, his arms wrapping around my waist. Oh my…. Why did this feel like a crime? Hadn’t I just kissed another man? Funny enough I didn't feel terrible when I did it… It was like Jake was the stranger here… the hug felt wrong… Like I was being unfair to Kai, not to Jake. When his cheek brushed mine, I quickly caught a whiff of some strange unfamiliar perfume–sweet and floral, which was nothing I'd ever smelled on him before. Why did he smell so different?, I thought but my stomach was twisting and I was too distracted by the fact that he was home early to dwell on it. “You’re home sooner than I thought,” I said, trying to sound casual. He kissed my cheek. “Yes, my love. The meeting got canceled. I’m starv

Viktor Iron fang stood alone at the edge of the ravine, the wind slicing across his bare chest like a dull blade. Blood still crusted the deep gashes along his ribs and left shoulder from the battle weeks earlier. The wounds, though closed, still reminded him of how Kai had humiliated him. He could still hear his father’s voice echoing in his head from years ago… Finish what I started… or you are no son of mine. His claws flexed, digging into the rock until the stone crumbled. His father had died protecting the purity of their kind. Selene, the Oak Claws previous Luna, had chosen to shield a human-werewolf abomination. That stupid hybrid child should have never even drawn breath. His father had led the raid to end it but instead the Luna had fought against them and caused a rift between the Iron Fang and the Oak Claws shielding the child after planning an escape route for the hybrid’s parents. And then later, Kai ( who was nineteen years at the time) came back and took the