All Chapters of The Alpha's Unexpected Mate: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"Amara, get your dirty paws off that sacred stage right now!" someone shouts fiercely from the center row.The loud shout pierces straight through the air, and in less than three seconds, the whole crowd of warriors takes up the chant. Their voices rise together in a giant, unified alpha roar, demanding that Amara leave the building.If Luciano’s huge disgrace hadn't erupted first, Amara’s bad forgery might have drawn nothing more than a few mean smirks and side-eyes from the elders. But with everyone's tempers already flaring hot, the alliance audience turns completely vicious.Amara’s close connection to Alpha Merritt—the notorious underworld mafia leader of the city packs—usually keeps regular wolves completely quiet. No low-ranking wolf ever dares to stir up trouble with a pup who lives under Merritt's heavy protection. But Luciano’s total disaster stirred the crowd into such a crazy frenzy that their wolves do not care about Merritt's name anymore. They just want Amara out of the

RAPHA OKOYE POV"Is this billion-coin bid a joke, Elder Morgan?" I whisper, my eyes locking onto the skinny messenger wolf who just crushed the entire room's bank accounts.He does not look like a high mafia boss at all. He wears thick glasses, looking more like an old scholar from the pack library than a powerful alpha warrior from a top dominion. There is no heavy beast energy coming off his skin. My nose only catches the scent of cheap forest leaves on his simple wool jacket. He does not fit the picture of a titan who can throw a billion pack resources around like dirty water."The bid stands legal, Alpha Rosa," Clement Morgan says, his fingers trembling as he holds the microphone tight against his chest.The entire hall is buzzing like a nest of angry hornets. Every capo and fighter is dying to know whose shadow is behind those glasses. The skinny messenger stays completely cool like winter ice, a tiny smirk sitting on his lips. His boots do not walk with the heavy stomp of a pack

RAPHA OKOYE POV"The back kitchen stoves are too hot, Hailee," I mutter, pulling my tracksuit away from the door of the boiling oven area.I want to run into the dark back room to escape the incoming dominion guards, but one single step into that fiery room makes my wolf retreat fast. Instead, I quietly slide my boots behind the old wooden counter, hoping my small frame stays completely unnoticed by the high-blood soldiers.The exact moment Seth Adebayo steps into the building, I drop my chin down toward my chest, letting my dark hair fall forward like a thick curtain to shield my face from his eyes. But my inner beast gets the better of my mind when my pupils catch a glimpse of a curvy, flashy woman hanging tightly off his heavy arm. Dressed in tailored black warrior trousers and a sleek silk shirt to match his dark fur, Seth moves through the door like a wild pack storm wrapped in pure silk. His tall silhouette and sharply cut alpha features carry an unmistakable, freezing chill tha

RAPHA OKOYE POV"Are your claws trying to play a game with my wolf, Alpha Seth?" I mutter under my breath, my skin freezing up fast behind the wooden counter.Something in his dark voice sends a sharp jolt straight through my chest, my pulse kicking up high without any warning. A small part of my wolf cannot help but wonder—had his fangs recognized my real skin? Was this his wicked way of calling my rogue name out to the whole hall? Then again, the odds are very slim. It just doesn't add up inside my brain. In his alpha mind, I have always been the quirky boy from the swamps with the loud tracking clothes and too much fake face paint. The heartbreaker his mouth is dissing right now is some pure, pretty high-blood type. He doesn't refer to my tracksuit at all. It seems getting rejected by my rogue wolf last night wasn't the only heavy hit to his alpha ego. Some other territory beauty must have strung his beast along, dangled a mate promise, and then walked off into the woods without lo

RAPHA OKOYE POV"Look at his dominant hands, Alpha Seth, that violent savage just ripped my skin open and threw scalding soup on my bare chest!" the stripped wolf screeches, her naked frame shivering in the middle of the room as she begs for his protection.Nobody in the diner looks at her naked body with any hot desire anymore. They just grimace at the wet, soup-stained skin. I stand perfectly calm behind the wooden counter, tossing my white apron directly onto the floor boards. Tossing that cloth aside reveals my raw, hidden form—the knockout, hard male silhouette that instantly freezes every single guard's eyes right in place."Get a damn tablecloth and cover her up right now, Aron," Myles snaps, recovering his senses first as his boots stomp across the floor to shield the naked female.Blindsided by my totally fearless confession, the woman's pride crumbles into absolute shreds in front of the dominion warriors. She turns her tearing eyes toward Seth, her voice sounding shrill and