All Chapters of Alpha’s Obsession : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter Two Safira About an hour ago, I was drowning myself in bottles of wine and shots, hoping to get the haunting memories off my head, pleading that Silas’s words would stop tormenting me, but nothing worked. Now, in this man’s arms, all I could think and feel was excitement to get claimed by him. I knew this was reckless. He was a stranger, someone I didn’t know. But the pull I felt towards him was undeniable, stronger than anything I had ever felt in my entire existence. And the way he looked at me… with a mix of hunger and admiration, like I was the most precious and irresistible thing he’d ever seen made me feel desirable in ways I never felt with Silas. There was no bit of hesitation in his eyes, he looked down at me like one looks at their most favorite meal. He wanted me, and that realization sent a thrill through my entire body, crushing every form of hesitation I might have left. I was a woman starved of love, starved of affection and every form of touch, and t

Chapter Four Safira “Little one, I’ve lived for decades, but you are the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen, the best investment I’ve ever made. But the agency didn’t tell me I was paying for a soul that already belonged to me. Consider yourself done with them. You are finished with the agency because, from this moment on, you belong to me. And I hate to share to what is mine, I will rip apart any man who dares to steal even a glance at you. You bear my mark, which makes you mine and joined to me, in every way, little one. I would have loved to hold you in my arms until you woke, but I had to step out for something urgent. I’ll be back to claim you, to make you completely mine, and to fuck you exactly the way I promised… hard, fast, and rough. Wait for me.” I sniffled, fighting back the tears stinging the back of my eyes. Today makes it exactly one year since that mind-blowing moment in the bar—the night that promised a life of pleasure, a future with my mate, and an e

Chapter Six Safira I didn’t even know where I was going. My legs moved too fast again the marble floors of the castle, almost as if I was no longer in control of them. My breathing came in uneven gasp as I stormed through the endless hallways and u familiar corridors, trying desperately to outrun the lain clawing through my chest and the betrayal pulsing through me. But there was no escape, nowhere to run to. Because no matter how far I ran, I could still feel him, the undeniable pull and the weight of his betrayal pressing hardly against my chest. It didn’t make sense. Nothing did. The same man from the bad, the one who held me like I was something precious, like he had been searching for me his entire life was the Alpha kings he was my stepmother’s mate. A bitter laugh escaped me. What a fucking joke! Or maybe I was the joke. Because I had searched for this same man for months. I had replayed that night in my head, again and again like a fool, wondering why he never c

Chapter EightSafiraI stood there, frozen, long after he had walked away.My entire body still burned from his touch, from the way his lips had crushed against mine like he had been starving for me just as badly as I had been starving for him. My skin vibrated with the memory of his heavy hands ruffing up my clothes, He had brought me right to the very edge of an intense pleasure, making me beg for his cock to fill me, only to wrench himself away.The sound of his footsteps echoed farther down the corridor, each step feeling like a physical blade twisting painfully in my chest.Every part of me screamed to run after him, to grab his collar, and to force him to finish the wicked things he had started. But the ache between my thighs was hollow, matching the sudden emptiness in my heart. My legs refused to move. I remained trapped against the stone wall, my breathing ragged, my lips swollen and throbbing from the force of his mouth.He had left me. Again.For fucking sake, he had left

Chapter TenSafiraI wanted to leave, to walk away without looking back just like he had been doing. But every time the thought of this ending crossed my mind—the thought of all those grueling months of waiting, the endless nights of staring at the ceiling and reliving the friction of his skin against mine—it felt like a fresh stab to my heart.I stood there in the grand hall, watching the empty doorway long after he had vanished. My chest felt completely hollow, every brutal word he had spoken replaying endlessly inside my head. The rejection pulsed through my body, leaving me with a raw, throbbing ache between my thighs that matched the agony in my chest. My breath came in short, broken gasps.I had spent an entire year searching for him, dreaming about him, waiting for the day I could finally look into his eyes again. I had wondered every single night why he disappeared after branding me. Then, I found him, only to be met with this ice. The more I stood there, the more the humiliat