All Chapters of Dear Alpha, I Quit!: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

IreneThere are moments when your body simply gives up before your mind does. That was exactly what happened to me the second Theodore dragged me out of that suffocating metal box.My knees felt like liquid, completely incapable of holding up my weight. I could barely hear the commotion around us: the rapid footsteps of the security guards, the engineer calling out instructions, or Jamie frantically barking orders into his phone. Everything sounded muffled, and my gaze was starting to fade into black spots, as if I were underwater. The only thing that felt real, the only anchor keeping me tethered to reality, was the firm, warm, unyielding pressure of Theodore’s arms wrapped tightly around me. His grip on me didn’t waver for a split second, as if I was his life source and staying away from me would be the end of him.“I told you, I’m fine…” It took mustering every bit of energy I had to force that murmur out of me, though the trembling in my voice shamelessly betrayed me. My chest was

IreneFriday morning arrived faster than my heart was prepared for.By 8:00 AM, the air inside Studio One’s main conference room was thick with a nervous, electric tension. The sleek glass table was lined with coffee cups, tablets, and printed specification sheets. Sitting on my side of the room was Jenny, tapping her pen rhythmically against her tablet, along with three senior designers who still looked somewhat skeptical about our complete overhaul of the concept.Across from us sat Theodore, supported by two executives from corporate development.Theodore looked impossibly sharp in a tailored charcoal suit, his broad shoulders filling out the jacket with ease. His dark hair was combed back, exposing his defined jawline, and his golden-tinged eyes were cold, professional, and unreadable. Looking at him now, sitting at the head of the long marble table like an untouchable monarch, you would never guess that just two nights ago, he was sitting beside my hospital bed, gently wiping tea

Irene Elevator. Elevator. Elevator!!!Since when did finding one become as hard as finding a needle in a haystack?! I need somewhere, a medium where I can hide, breathe, think! Because right now, either this hallway is going to come crashing down on me, or I’m going to lose my footing on my stiletto heels.Trust me, I’ve pinched myself a hundred times, and each pain keeps reminding me that this isn’t a dream. I kissed Theodore Sterling. No, he kissed me first—does it even matter?! No matter how I spin the details, the truth is…I enjoyed every second of his lips!It makes no sense! We’ve been enemies from day one. Chances are, if we both get locked in a room for an hour, only one of us will come out alive. So why?!Why the hell did I feel a surge of current bypass me as we clung to each other?! Something I’ve never felt before with Dylan. “Irene!” Anna chirped, all radiant with her grin as she stepped out of the elevator at the side. Guilt slammed me like a brick wall. I stopped d

TheodoreFor the first time in so long, I’m having a boring weekend. All thanks to Irene, by the way. Anna had decided to choose her over me just so they could go shopping together. Again, I’m not against both of them hanging out together. But Anna is the only person whose presence doesn’t make the quietness of my house feel significant. These are the times when I wish I had more friends, but since I’m the opposite of a golden retriever, as Anna calls me, this is my fate now.I had coffee on my lawn in the morning, choosing to enjoy the quiet view before I hit the gym. Hours drifted by there until my stomach started rumbling. So I went to my favorite spot, The Garden; it’s a restaurant where Anna and I usually have our brunch. The place purely defined luxury, but I loved it here because of the serenity it offers. It’s one of the few places that I can go without having to worry about people squealing behind their cameras to take pictures of me. That’s the price I have to pay for being

Theodore Stop.Stop. Stop!!!I yelled these commands in my mind tirelessly. Unfortunately, my wolf and my body had other intentions of their own. The more I drew blood out of this Alpha, the more my rage festered. It peppered my stomach walls, spreading heat all over. How dare he? How dare he try to dance with Irene?!So what if he’s an Alpha? Does he have any fucking idea who I am?! I’ll kill him! “Pl-pl-ease—“ The Alpha coughed up blood from his disfigured jaw. His eyes were already swollen shut and partly leaking blood. His nose was broken beyond anything an ordinary night's super-fast healing could heal. Yet, hearing that hushed, broken, and fear-filled voice beg for mercy only made the fire in my chest scorch more.I hit him, earning fresh blood.He wasn’t sorry.I hit him again. He was only begging, so I spared his life. I made another heavy hit. People like him reminded me of my father.Another blow. Just because they are all-mighty, they think everyone is beneath the