All Chapters of The Hot Alpha’s Curvy Craving : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 31 Sophia He pulled into a gravel driveway and killed the engine. The house was smaller than I expected. Two stories, weathered wood, a porch with a swing that looked like it had seen better days. There were no neighbors in sight, just trees and more trees and the quiet hum of nothing."Home sweet home," he muttered.I got out of the car and looked around. The air smelled like pine and damp earth. Somewhere in the distance, a bird was calling. It was peaceful. Quiet. The opposite of everything I'd been feeling since I woke up in that hospital bed."It's nice," I said."It's safe. That's all that matters."I followed him up the porch steps and waited while he unlocked the door. Inside, the place was sparse. A couch, a coffee table, a kitchen that looked like it hadn't been used in months. No pictures on the walls. No personal touches anywhere."You don't spend much time here," I said."I spend all my time here. I just don't decorate.""Clearly."He dropped the bags by the doo

Chapter 33Sophia “I thought you were human. Ordinary. No bloodline. No hidden marks waiting under the skin. The people who sent me after the rogues told me you were a normal girl who got caught in the wrong place. That was the lie.” I walked to the window. Trees. More trees. No other houses. Safe, he had said. “So what am I?” “I don’t know. That is the problem. The infection is changing you, but the change may not be new. It may be waking something that was already there.” I turned back to him. “Harland knows more. He is hiding it from you.” Kellan’s eyes sharpened. “What did he tell you before?” I almost answered. Then I stopped. If Harland was keeping things from Kellan, maybe there was a reason. Maybe Kellan was keeping things from me for the same reason. The note in my head said both of them were hiding pieces. “He told me the bond matters,” I said carefully. “He said the marks need to finish. That is all.” It was not all. But I did not give him the rest. K

Chapter 35Sophia Harland was sitting on the edge of the bed with the lamp still on. He looked up when I appeared in the doorway. His eyes went past me first, checking the hallway, then came back to my face.“He will notice,” he said quietly.“He is checking the perimeter because I made noise at the back door. We have a few minutes.”Harland nodded once. He did not look surprised that I had planned it that way. “You should not have invited me to stay.”“You should not have come here with half a story and then tried to leave.”He rubbed a hand over his face. The lines around his eyes looked deeper in the lamplight. “I came because the numbers are moving faster than anything I have seen. Your white count, the markers in the blood work from the hospital, the way the tissue around the scratches is responding. None of it is following a normal infection pattern. It is following the bond.”“You already said that.”“I said the safe version. The version that does not get me killed for talking

Chapter 37 Sophia I stood up. My legs still felt unsteady but I needed to move. “Guest room. If we talk out here he will hear every word.”Harland followed me down the hall. The guest room lamp was still on. I left the door open a crack the way Kellan had ordered earlier. Harland closed it most of the way anyway. We stood closer than we needed to because the room was small and neither of us sat right away.He kept his voice low. “The higher-ups in his circle have records of bloodlines like yours. Old ones. Dormant for generations. They do not like things they cannot control waking up on their own. The rogues were sent to start the process. Kellan was chosen because his bond type is rare and stable. They needed the catalyst to lock in while the change finished. That is the short version. The long version involves names and dates I am not ready to put in the air yet.”I stared at him. “You talk like this is a research paper.”“It is the only way I know how to talk about it without los

Chapter 39 Harland I leaned back against the headboard and let my hand drift down. The house was quiet except for the ongoing argument next door and the low creak of the bed under my weight. My palm settled over the front of my pants and the pressure was already enough to make my breath change. I told myself to stop. I told myself this was a bad idea on every level that mattered, the kind of bad that could cost me the work and the distance I still needed to keep. Then I unzipped and took myself out and the cool air on hot skin made the whole thing worse. I was already half hard from the memory of her standing too close and the way her pulse had hammered under my fingers. My hand wrapped around the length of me and the first slow stroke pulled a breath out of my chest that I had to swallow before it turned into something louder.Sophia’s voice came through the wall again, sharper this time. “You don’t get to act like I’m the one who broke something just because I listened to someone