All Chapters of The alpha's forbidden desire: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Delvin was practically dragging Mile's drunk ass back to his place, one arm looped firmly around his waist to keep him upright, though it hardly seemed to be working. Mile stumbled with every other step, giggling at nothing, his whole body loose and pliant with alcohol."I wanna drink mooooooooreeee," he slurred, trying to twist out of Delvin's grip and head back toward the bar they'd just left."You're already drunk out of your mind," Delvin said flatly, tightening his hold before Mile could wander off into traffic.Mile blinked at their surroundings as they approached an unfamiliar building, confusion cutting briefly through the haze. "Wait... where are you taking me?" He frowned, swaying slightly. "This is not my home.""You were the one who told me not to take you home," Delvin reminded him, patient despite the late hour and the dead weight currently hanging off his arm."Then where are we?" Mile asked, squinting up at the building like it might rearrange itself into something fam

Michael Volkov walked into his brother's office without knocking, the door swinging shut behind him with a decisive click.Mathew didn't even look up from his desk. "What the fuck do you want?""Relax a little," Michael said, dropping into the chair across from him, unbothered by the hostility. "I'm not here for a fight."Mathew's jaw tightened. "You want me to believe that? After you pulled that stunt the other day?""That was a little experiment," Michael said with a shrug, entirely too casual for the accusation being leveled at him."*Frown.*" Mathew's glare sharpened. "What the fuck are you talking about?""You don't need to know that," Michael replied smoothly, waving the question away."Get the fuck out of here if you have nothing else to say," Mathew snapped.Michael's expression shifted, the teasing edge dropping away. "Dan is back."The room went still."And I suppose you already know that," Michael added, watching his brother's reaction carefully.Mathew's eyes narrowed. "So

On the other side, Silius walked toward Mathew's office, his pace unhurried, his mind still tangled with the events of the past few days."Hey~" Dan's voice caught him before he reached the door, that familiar, unbothered smile already in place.Silius didn't slow down. "You're not even gonna greet me now?" Dan asked, falling into step beside him, entirely unbothered by the cold shoulder.Silius glanced at him briefly. "You need something?""I just wanna clear the misunderstanding I've created the other day," Dan said, tone light, deceptively casual. "Mathew and I are—""My husband cleared it," Silius cut in flatly. "You don't have to worry about that." He kept walking, voice steady and unbothered. "I trust my husband."Dan fell quiet for a moment, something calculating passing behind his half-lidded eyes. Then, softer, almost to himself: "Is that so...?""Yes," Silius said simply. "If there's nothing else, I'll get going." He paused just long enough to add, pointed and deliberate, "

They came out of the treeline into sound before they came into sight — the low, constant murmur of moving water, threading through the trees like something alive. Silius had been half-dozing against Mathew's back for the last stretch of the walk, lulled by the rhythm of his steps, and it was the change in that sound that pulled him back to himself."We're here," Mathew said, and set him down with the same easy care he did everything physical, like Silius weighed nothing at all.Silius straightened, blinked, and then went very still. "Woaah."The trees opened onto a wide, flat clearing along the bend of a river, the water catching the last gold of the afternoon and throwing it back in broken, shifting pieces. Rock shelved down gently to the water's edge. Somewhere upstream, the current caught against stone and murmured over it."I told you there's a nice place here," Mathew said, entirely too pleased with himself."Who would've thought," Silius said, turning in a slow circle, "there'd

The next day arrived slow and golden, filtering thin light through the canvas of the tent. Silius was still sleeping when Mathew slipped in behind him, arms circling his waist, lips brushing warm against the back of his neck. A smile tugged at Silius's mouth before he was even fully awake, and he turned into the embrace without thinking, wrapping his arms around Mathew in return, still half-lost in sleep.It didn't stay peaceful for long. Mathew began pressing kisses to his face — cheek, jaw, nose, forehead, anywhere he could reach with the kind of relentless enthusiasm that made it impossible for Silius to keep a straight face. He dissolved into laughter almost immediately, squirming half-heartedly against the onslaught."Mathew... stop," he managed between giggles."How was your sleep?" Mathew asked, entirely unrepentant, propping himself up on one elbow to look down at him."Apart from my sore back," Silius said, stretching with an exaggerated groan, "pretty good."They broke camp