Todos los capítulos de Alpha Mine: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

I had only ever been in Felix’s office once, and that was when I accidentally set the dining hall on fire trying to cast a spell I had seen in Harry Potter using a lit match in a failed attempt to impress a group of Omegas. Who would have thought that waving around a flaming stick while chanting “incendio” could go very wrong? To say the least, I got the whipping of my life. Still, the room I stepped into now looked nothing like I remembered. Alec had gone out of his way to redo the entire place. Fresh red paint covered the walls, new wooden floorboards stretched beneath my feet, and the furniture had all been replaced. It was as if Felix had never existed, wiped from this place like the insect he was. Good. Crescent Moon was better off without his stain. As soon as we were inside, William shut the door behind us. I bit my lip as I watched Alec lower himself into his chair. It was subtle, but I could tell he was barely holding himself together. The slight wavering in his eyes

There’s always that one person you don’t want to see first thing in the morning, and for me, that person was Taylor Evans. Of course, thanks to whatever evil forces were busy screwing with my life, I didn’t get that luxury. The moment I opened the door, there she was, standing right in front of me with her arms crossed, looking like she had far more important things to do than be here. She was dressed in designer jeans and a soft cashmere sweater, her blonde hair twisted into a perfect updo. And the way she looked at me screamed: I want nothing more than to ship you off to a lonely island with nothing but the clothes on your back and a talking parrot to keep you company. Good. The feeling was mutual. I shifted my gaze to my brother, who stood next to her, and raised an eyebrow at him in a silent question. His eyes met mine, and he gave a half shrug. “She wanted to come,” he said simply. Taylor tapped her foot, irritation clear in her expression. “You have a problem with that?”

Sometimes when you stare into the eyes of people who were meant to be so much more than strangers at a bar, it makes you want to throw a fist at their faces. That was exactly how I felt right now as I stared at Kathy and Ben, heat rising beneath my skin, my vision tinged red. The only thing keeping me grounded in my seat was Nicholas. He leaned closer, his breath brushing against my ear. “Relax. I’m here.” I nodded, some of the tension in my shoulders easing. Across from us, Kathy and Ben exchanged a quiet glance. “Well,” Kathy finally said, her blue eyes settling on Alec, “I want to start by saying that even if it does not mean much, we are proud of you. For everything you’ve done. For keeping Michelle safe.” Alec stiffened, his jaw tightening before he forced himself to relax. “I don’t need your compliments. I want answers. Don’t mistake me telling my sister to calm down for me being on your side.” Ben’s lips pressed into a thin line, but it was Kathy who spoke again. “I unde

Sometime after the deep, dark abyss swallowed me whole, wrapping me in its cold embrace and promising nothing but hollow solitude, I woke with a gasp. My eyes shot open like something had electrocuted me awake. Instinct took over immediately. I swung my fist wildly into the air, hoping to connect with something only to hit absolutely nothing. The harsh light from the chandelier above forced me to shield my eyes as my vision slowly adjusted to the room around me. It was massive, like one of those absurdly luxurious rooms vengeful villainesses woke up in after getting reincarnated for round ten of their revenge arc. Velvet lined the walls. A ridiculously expensive rug stretched across the floor, and near the far corner sat an Italian marble table surrounded by elegant chairs that practically screamed old money. Heavy curtains embroidered with intricate designs draped over the tall windows. Where the hell was I? I realized I was lying in a large canopy bed, the sheets smooth as sil

For the longest time, I'd wondered what it would've been like to be a passenger aboard the Titanic moments before it struck the iceberg and sank into the freezing depths of the Atlantic. I'd wondered what those people were thinking the moment they realized there was no escape. Turns out, I didn't have to wonder for long, because the metaphorical ship I was on wasn't just sinking. It was on fire, hurtling straight toward an iceberg full of unsuspecting penguins and taking them all out in a blaze of glory. The way Lucas, the Lycan King, watched me made every muscle in my body tense. Even Nicholas had gone silent. So silent that Lucas tilted his head ever so slightly, intrigue flickering across his face. The aura of Nicholas's wolf rolled through the room in violent waves. He closed his eyes for the briefest moment. When they opened again, they were crimson red. "You," Nicholas said slowly, his voice deadly calm, "will regret the day you were born if you touch a single hair on her