All Chapters of THE ALPHA who was meant to kill me : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Xander’s pov *What the hell are these things?!* I roar at Warren through our pack's mindlink. Brutus snaps its jaws with lethal precision, shredding the throat of the wolf-like creature before it can pounce. The black, foul-smelling blood splatters across my blonde fur as I kick its limp body to the dirt, my chest heaving from the adrenaline surge. *I don't have a damn clue, Xander!* Warren says. *Do you think these freakish abominations belong to your uncle?* I shift back into my human form, wiping a smear of dark blood from my face as I stare down at the unnatural corpses on the grass. Why would my uncle send these deformed monstrosities straight into my territory, knowing fully well the sheer devastation my warriors are capable of unleashing? Warren and Gunnar step out to stand beside me, their eyes scanning the perimeter for any remaining threats. When Warren had called my phone to report a perimeter breach, I feared the absolute worst, terrified that while I was distrac

Xander’s pov“I never said that.”“You didn't have to!” Her hands curl into fists as her breathing becomes ragged. “Come on, Xander. Say it to my fucking face.”“Lana, stop.”“You think I don't know what you think?” she screams. “What Warren thinks? You think I don't see it in his eyes whenever he looks at me? You think I don’t know he blames me? You think it isn’t eating me alive?”I stare at her and see something I rarely allow myself to see.Pain.Not weakness.Never weakness.Lana would rather tear out her own heart than let anyone call her weak.She had been given a choice that day, or at least that was what everyone believed. The pack had been under attack by the vampires, and every second mattered, yet somewhere behind her had been her daughter. She could have gone back for Jasmine and taken her to safety. Warren told her to as we continued the fight, believing she had gone, only for the fight to be over and we found her among the fighters.She hadn’t gone back for Jasmine.She

Noah’s pov"Now go make sure our guests have a good time," Mr Benson dismisses us with a brief wave of his hand, turning on his heel to attend to the private upper booths.Nessa quickly nudges my shoulder, pulling me toward two other servers who are adjusting their masks near the ice well. "Noah, this is Cherry, and this is Antonio," she introduces us with her usual bright energy."First time working a Vespera shadow party?" Antonio asks, flashing a grin as he checks his reflection in a mirror behind the bar. "Just keep the liquor flowing and do not stare directly at the guests eyes, no matter how weird or aggressive they get."“And ignore all the odd things you see,” Cherry says with a smile too."And remember to smile and flirt a little if you have to," Nessa adds, before reaching out and unbuttoning the top three buttons of my shirt."What are you doing?" I protest, my hands flying up to try and button back and cover my exposed chest."No, no, leave it alone, you look better like t

Xander’s pov The atmosphere inside Vespera club is thick with the scent of arousal and sex. My blood is practically humming under my skin and Brutus is pacing back and forth against my ribs making me realize just how long we have been starving for a brutal, mindless fuck. Ever since that heated argument with Lana, I had shut myself off from the world, throwing every ounce of my aggression into training and endless paperwork. It took Warren dragging me out of my office and reminding me about this party to finally force me out of my self-imposed isolation. This place is a sanctuary hosted by Benson, a clever human who makes millions by providing a private, discreet playground where every species of were-creatures can indulge in their wildest, most primal sexual desires with each other. Most of them come here for a taste of the human females and males, but I have never had an interest in delicate prey. I only ever come for the female wolves who can actually handle my strength. B

Xander’s pov I stomp harder on the accelerator to make the SUV fly through the traffic lights. I need to get him out of my fucking car. When we finally pull up to his apartment building, I park the vehicle, step out, and march over to the passenger side to scoop his body over my shoulder once again. He doesn't put up a fight this time, his entire body going limp. Good. At least he finally knows his place. Okay, why the hell do I like him acting this submissive? I reach his door and stop on the landing. "Keys," I growl out roughly through my mask. I feel his hands reach up into his trouser pocket, but his nerves get the better of him and the metal ring slips from his fingers falling on the floor. I let out a sigh, squatting down to grab the ring myself before thrusting the correct key into the lock and pushing the door wide open. The door swings open to reveal a sparse living room and tiny kitchen setup—just a single round couch and a small glass center table sitti