All Chapters of I Hate You, Alpha... Yet I Crave You. : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Aiden Why does my chest tighten like this when Alpha Damon walks away with Vera?I stand there and watch them go, my fingers curling into fists at my sides. It feels like something sharp digs into my chest, twisting slowly, tearing through me piece by piece. I try to breathe through it, but the air won't stay in my lungs.I tell myself every day that I don't want her. I repeat it like a rule I cannot break.But the moment she is close... everything inside me shifts.My wolf won't stay still. It paces, restless and angry, clawing at the inside of my skin. It growls low in my chest. I press my hand against my sternum like I can silence it.But I can't.The closer she is, the worse it gets, until that hunger eases just enough for me to think again."I hate her," the words taste bitter.She is the traitor's daughter.Roman wasn't just my brother. He was everything I looked up to.He taught me how to fight-how to plant my feet, how to throw a punch that would actually land.He was supposed

Vera The air feels different the moment we step into his territory.I breathe in slowly, and for the first time in a long while, my chest doesn’t feel tight. No eyes digging into my back, waiting for me to make a mistake.Alpha Damon places his hand on the small of my back, I stiffen for a second, as he guides me forward like it belongs there.Then I wait for the pull, the spark or that sharp, burning awareness. With Alpha Aiden, even the smallest touch sets everything off. My body reacts before I can think.I notice people step outside one after another, and they bow as he passes.But when they straighten… I can feel their stares on me, but one thing I noticed is that they were curious and careful. I can feel their fear, but it isn't for me but of their Alpha Damon“Don’t worry. No one will lay a finger on you.”His voice is low and smooth, and it helps the tightness in my chest ease just a little.Soon we step into his penthouse. My eyes move slowly, taking it in.“Welcome to m

Vera It has been a week since I came under Alpha Damon’s protection.And somehow… Everything feels different.Sometimes I forget what it felt like back there… at Alpha Aiden’s pack.Still… There are moments when I compare them.At night, when the air is cool and I sit outside with a book in my hands. I always read. Sometimes I just stare at the pages.And without a word, Alpha Damon will remove his coat and place it over my shoulders.And my heart… it stumbles hard enough that I notice.During meals, I still stand out of habit. It’s what I’m used to. Serving and waiting.But the first time he saw me like that, he paused.“You don’t serve me. Sit.”When he walks me back to my room, he never follows me inside.He stops at the door, waits until I step in, and just before he turns away, he says, “Lock the door… if it makes you feel safer.”And when someone raises their voice near me…my body reacts before my mind catches up. “No shouting near her again.”And just like that… it stops.“Ver

Vera I feel a sudden wave roll through my lower belly, stealing the breath from my lungs. My knees weaken as warmth spreads through me like fire catching dry grass.My body tightens, pulses, aches with a need I do not understand. Every nerve feels awake. Every breath comes faster than the last.And then I realized. I'm in heat.No. No, no, no.Across the room, Aiden goes still. His eyes widened. The hard look he always carries breaks apart, replaced by pure shock.We stare at each other. I can barely think.All I feel is the desperate pounding inside me. It is wild and urgent, and worst of all, it reaches for him.Aiden suddenly moves toward me slowly.My mouth parts as blood rushes through my veins. My pulse skips and races, wild and uneven. My skin burns as if flames are living beneath it.I hate that he is the one standing in front of me while my body betrays me.“Get… out…”I try to say it firmly, but the words come out broken and slursAnd he keeps coming closer.I press my back

VeraI’m a nervous wreck getting ready for dinner with Alpha Damon.My hands will not stay still. I fix things that do not need fixing. I touch my dress. I check my reflection. Then I check it again.He looks at me when everyone else looks past me. He speaks like I matter.I hope tonight changes something.Because I am attracted to him. And from the way he looks at me, the feeling is not one-sided.He has pushed Aiden out of my mind. Not completely."What do you think about my hair?" I ask Rhoda, turning.She looks up and smiles. "It's perfect, Vera."I groan. "Up or down?"She laughs and stands behind me. In the mirror, her eyes move slowly."Up," she says. "You have a lovely neck. Show it off. I can already imagine Damon staring at it all night.""Rhoda!" I cover my cheeks. Heat floods my face.She laughs. Rhoda makes me feel special without trying. I lift my chin, pretending to be proud, and she catches it. Our eyes meet."No pretending," she says softly. "You truly are a beautiful