All Chapters of No Longer Yours, Alpha: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Katerina entered the date of Storm’s birthday first. The keypad flashed an angry red.INCORRECT CODE. FOUR ATTEMPTS REMAINING. She pressed her lips tightly together, getting irritated. Obviously, it wasn’t going to be that simple. Storm wasn’t the sentimental type. If this compartment held something important, he would have secured it with a code much harder to guess.She entered the date Demetrius officially became Alpha but the device flashed red again. Frustrated, she tried the official founding date of BioMind Labs. Another red flash. Damn it!Her mind raced through every significant date she could remember, the day Storm became Alpha, his father’s birthday, even the launch of major projects at the company. But what if those failed?Her finger hovered anxiously over the keypad before she punched in Demetrius Larsen’s birth date, but the red light appeared once more.INCORRECT CODE. ONE ATTEMPT REMAINING.“Come on,” she whispered. One more wrong entry and the entire system migh

Katerina’s grip tightened around the gardenias, her fingers digging into the stems. “Daphne isn’t here.”Inessa stopped. Her eyes locked onto Katerina’s face. “I can see that. Where did she go?”“She left Blood Shadow a few weeks ago.”Inessa still had that dazed look, as if Daphne might come down the stairs any second with her hair partly tied and flour on her cheek. Then she walked straight past Katerina without taking the flowers.Katerina stood outside with the bouquet against her chest and a smile that hurt her face. ‘Didn’t even look at me properly. Fine.’ The moment Inessa stepped into the foyer, an older maid hurried over to take her coat. “Coffee, Ms. Jones?”“Yes, please. Black, no sugar, and certainly no cinnamon,” Inessa said.A few visits a year, and the staff still jumped like the real mistress of the house had come back. Katerina watched it with her teeth set. Daphne had trained them well. Or Inessa had. Either way, it was disgusting.The maid nodded and turned toward

Three and a half days passed faster than Daphne expected. The house still didn’t feel like home, not fully, but it had stopped feeling like a place someone dumped her in. More like a place where she could actually build something.The sitting room was a mess of brown boxes. One kitchen cabinet hung crooked. The floorboard outside the downstairs bathroom let out a long, ugly creak every time somebody stepped on it.But the place had good bones. Howl Bridge was quiet on this side. Old creamy stone, wide windows, a large front porch that looked out over pine hills. It didn’t look flashy. It didn’t look cheap either. It just needed work. A lot of it.The problem was that Mara wanted to fix everything at the exact same time.“Leave that there,” Mara shouted from the kitchen, stopping a worker who was trying to haul a heavy cabinet up the stairs. “No, not there. Put it next to the pantry. Who puts a cabinet in front of a window?”The handyman paused in the middle of the room, letting out a

“How many did you lose?”Daphne pulled her hand out of Griffith’s grip before he could feel how badly her fingers had started shaking. “I don’t want to talk about that.”She didn’t care if the blunt answer offended him. Those babies belonged to a part of her life she could barely touch herself without coming apart. She certainly wasn’t opening that door for a man she had known for only a few weeks all because he happened to ask.Griffith watched her face for so long she wondered if he was going to push anyway. Finally, he let out a short breath. “All right.”The answer surprised her. She looked away before he could see how grateful she was for those two words,Then he had to go and ruin it. “But you still need to see a doctor.”“I’ll do that, Alpha,” she muttered.“Today,” he said.Daphne swallowed the protest rising in her throat. The clinic in the outer ring wouldn’t even be open today, and the hospitals in the main pack territory were bound to be expensive. She was running dangerou

Storm zoomed in on the photo. The bastard had his hand on her cheek. “If his wolves found her, he’ll know where she is.”“Maybe,” Orion mused. “Let me get in touch with their delta first.” Storm was already walking to the car.“Storm!”He yanked the driver’s door open. Orion slammed his palm against it before Storm could climb inside. “You can’t turn up there ready to fight him. What if she’s staying with his pack? You start a war on their turf, she’s the one caught in the crossfire.”“Then get in and make sure I behave.” Storm growled, his eyes going almost black.“This is serious,” Orion’s voice dropped low, trying to pull his Alpha back from the ledge.“So am I.” Storm forced the door open, shoving past his beta's arm. “It’s been hell. Every single day I’ve been sick to my stomach wondering if she’s breathing, and I was right—she wasn't safe. I’m done sitting in that study thinking. Griffith can fit me into his fucking afternoon.” Orion held his gaze, then stepped off the door.T