All Chapters of THE ALPHA’S RUNAWAY LOVER : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Keith“Are we interrupting something?” Kyle asked, his tone teasing. I wanted to smack him across the cheek for even insinuating such in front of Maisie. “It’s not what it looks like,” I said as Maisie and I took a step apart from each other. Cassian coughed in a way that suggested otherwise. Why were my friends just out to get me?“I’m Kyle,” Kyle stepped forward immediately to introduce himself to Maisie, extending his hand for a handshake. Cassian remained aloof, standing with his hands folded in front of him, just staring at her.“You’re rude,” I whispered to him. An expression of confusion crossed his face. Then he stepped towards her too and said, “Cassian.” “I’m Maisie,” she returned. “What a beautiful name,” Kyle beamed, “Keith cannot stop…” I stepped on his foot before he could complete his sentence. Kyle could be so blatantly obnoxious sometimes. He just spoke without thinking of the consequences his words carried. “You need different clothes,” I said to break the awk

Maisie“I’m not buying your bullshit, Betsy,” Keith had no intention of backing down, and neither did she. “So? I should just confess to something I didn’t do?” she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm, “I don’t care about that bitch enough to…” “I think it’s in the bin,” someone raised their voice. My attention as well as Keith’s was drawn to the bin in the corner. The person closest to it pulled something out of the bin and sure enough, it was my bag, but it had been torn to shreds. Keith walked towards the bin and grabbed the shreds from the person holding it, throwing it into Betsy’s face. “Really? You didn’t do this?” Keith looked like he was seething from within with anger. I watched Betsy’s face closely. She looked genuinely surprised and then the expression on her face morphed into that of amusement. “And if I did do it,” she asked, her smile stretching her lips to their full length, “what are you going to do about it?” For several seconds, only silence followed. Not

MaisieMy father had a way of making me lose my mind. His very presence annoyed me, and it had all started when I was still a small child. He would always find every reason to hit me, calling it discipline. He was very harsh on me growing up. It was almost like he hated me. And when I asked my mother if perhaps I was not really his son, she had told me he would have killed me if he thought that I was not his son. He had stopped hitting me eventually because I had started training to fight and would fight him back and mostly win. Now we had long arguments and shouting matches and threatened each other openly. It was a hate-hate relationship that I had with my father. Nothing more. There was no love. At least, I had never sensed that he held such a feeling for me. He only saw me as his replacement but always pointed out how I was lacking the qualities to take over from him successfully. I was determined to prove him wrong. I dropped my bag and walked out of my room and the pack house.

Maisie We never spoke about it. It was something we both endured quietly and then carried on with our lives the next day like nothing ever happened. But when my mother walked into my room the next morning while I rummaged through my wardrobe for what to wear, I noticed her swollen cheek and it broke my heart. It was one reason I was willing to endure humiliation at the Academy. I knew there was a better life for us after that. I could get a respectable job and save us both from our monster. And yet my mother had a bright smile on her face when she walked into my room. She looked simply radiant. It was just who she was. I wondered sometimes how she had ended up with a monster like my father. “Wow!” she remarked, looking at my clothes strewn across the floor and everywhere else. “I just don't have what to wear,” I whined. It was true too. I had nothing to wear for a party. My clothes to school already made me look so inferior. I could not imagine showing up at the pack house in cl

Maisie I had never seen Alpha Theodore before but when he walked into the library I froze from the aura he exuded as Alpha of the pack. No one had to tell me that he was Keith's father. I knew instantly. “Father,” Keith addressed the Alpha with no particular warmth, “it is rude to barge into my personal space without knocking.” Alpha Theodore was not looking at his son. He was looking at me intensely. I felt like I was prey and he wanted to gobble me up. “I learned someone entered the pack house without…” “This is Maisie,” Keith cut him off, “and she's with me. Maisie, my father, Theodore.” Goosebumps rose on my arms as Keith introduced me to the Alpha. Hanging out with Keith was one thing but meeting the Alpha so casually was quite another. I was so stunned that I could not string a sentence together. “Has she no tongue?” the Alpha asked. His eyes had not left mine since he stepped into the library. “Father…” Keith sounded angry. “Your Majesty,” I courtesied awkwardly, not q