All Chapters of Fatty for the Playboy Alpha : Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

The car door opened before Anaya could reach for the handle. Warm air rushed in, carrying the smell of freshly cut grass and something faintly smoky from the chimneys. She stepped out carefully, adjusting the strap of her bag over her shoulder, and immediately felt the mansion watching her. It was even more intimidating from this close. Kaelen's father stood on the top step, his posture rigid, his winter-frost eyes fixed on the vehicle. He hadn't moved since they'd pulled up. Hadn't smiled. Hadn't done anything except wait. Anaya's palms were slick against her bag strap. She wiped them on her jeans, but they were already damp again. Kaelen climbed out first, his movements controlled. He didn't look back at her. Anaya forced herself to move, her legs trembling as she stepped onto the gravel. The crunch of stones under her shoes sounded too loud in the silence. Kaelen's father watched her approach. His expression was unreadable, but as she drew closer, something shifted in his e

The forest blurred past him in streaks of green and brown. Kaelen ran. Not the controlled, measured pace of an Alpha on patrol, but something wild. The trees whipped past, branches clawing at his fur, and he welcomed the sting and the burn in his muscles. "Slow down." Kyle's voice was a rumble in his skull. His wolf. The other half of him. "You're going to tear something." Kaelen didn't answer. He could feel her. Even now, even miles away, the bond pulsed in his chest like a second heartbeat. He could feel her confusion. Her hurt. The way her shoulders had tensed when he'd said those words. "You're a fool," Kyle said. "Shut up." "A coward." "I said shut up!" Kyle growled, low and frustrated, but said nothing more. Kaelen pushed through a thicket, branches snapping against his ribs, and burst into a clearing. The moon hung overhead, pale and indifferent, casting silver light across the grass. He suddenly shifted and he hit the ground on two legs, his chest heaving, his bre

“Uhm.. I..” Anaya's fingers clenched on her lap. Why couldn't she just say Silvercrest Pack. Her mouth opened, closed. The words were there somewhere, buried under years of shame, but they wouldn't come. She could feel everyone watching her, even Kaelen. It was Malcolm who broke the silence. "She's Kaelen's friend," he said quickly. A little too quickly. He looked at Anaya and gave her a small, encouraging nod, like _it's okay, I got you._ Anaya felt a rush of gratitude so strong her eyes stung. She looked owards Kaelen and swallowed. Friend? She wasn't Kaelen's friend. She was barely his partner. But Malcolm didn't know that. He was just trying to help and that didn't come often. Reina looked at Malcolm, then back at Anaya. Something flickered in her eyes.. understanding, maybe, or pity. "Oh," Reina said, and she shook her head a little, as if trying to understand something. "Okay.” She turned away, reached for the bread basket in the middle of the long table, and pulled t