All Chapters of Dying as a Human: Rising of the Alpha Queen: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"You have five seconds to lower your hands before I tear them out of their sockets," I growl, my plush hips shifting against the edge of the iron command desk inside the Blackridge Investigation Bureau.The cold autumn air smells heavily of wet fur, ozone, and silver dust. My gold wolf-eyes burn through the heavy gloom of the holding area as I stare down Grayson Mercer. He stands just inside the doorway, his tall frame blocking the exit, his jaw set in a rigid, dark line of pure condescension."Harper, drop the damn act," Grayson snapped, his voice rough and brimming with arrogant heat. He takes two steps into the waiting room, his boots heavy on the cracked concrete. "You look completely absurd sitting there pretending you belong in Blackridge. Look at yourself. You don't have a wolf mark. You're a heavy, thick human girl who got kicked out of Calloway Manor, and now you're using police enforcement to drag my packmates through the mud.""I don't need a wolf mark to put a leash on you

"If you take one more step toward me, Grayson, I will tear your throat out right here on the Blackridge floor," I say, my voice dripping with cold, purring venom that makes the surrounding Alpha guards freeze in their tracks.The heavy iron door of the Blackridge Investigation Bureau clangs shut behind Grayson Mercer, but he barely seems to notice the sound. His face is pale, his dark eyes fixed on me with a volatile mix of rage and disbelief as he takes in the sight of me resting my thick, curvy frame against the central interrogation desk. Even without a visible wolf mark on my skin, the sheer weight of my presence fills the room, making my gold wolf-eyes burn like hot embers.Brielle Calloway screams in pure, unbridled anger, her claws extending as she tries to pounce on me and tear my face apart. "I'll kill you, you fat, markless bitch!"Grayson reacts instantly, grabbing his younger sister by the arm and pulling her back before she can reach me. "Brielle, stop it!""Let me go, Gr

"I swear on my blood bond, Camden, if you take one more step into this courtyard, I will have the Bloodfang Assembly rip your tongue out for treason," Grayson Mercer growled, his golden eyes flashing as his claws tore through his leather gloves.I stood between the towering obsidian pillars of Ironwood Keep, my heavy, plus-size frame trembling as the harsh mountain wind whipped my dark hair across my face. My wolf inside me roared—not in defense of the male standing before me, but in sheer disgust at how low the Alpha of the Nightcrest Pack had fallen.Beside Grayson, Mallory Callahan shrank back with a pathetic whimper, clutching her delicate white silk cloak around her shoulders. She looked like a helpless human girl lost among monsters, but behind her tear-filled eyes, I saw the cold, sharp glint of a serpent."Let him speak, Grayson," I said, my voice cutting through the heavy tension like a silver blade. My chest burned, the old mate bond straining against my heart, but I didn't

"Get your hands off her before I rip your throat out with my teeth!" Asher Whitmore's thunderous roar tore through the heavy air, his broad, powerful chest heaving as his dominant Alpha aura flooded the iron-reinforced corridors of the Blackridge Investigation Bureau.I stood right in the center of the intake hall, my heavy-set frame planted firmly against the cold stone tiles. Being a hybrid born with a thick human body and a suppressed wolf form had made me the joke of Ravenshade City for years, but as I smoothed down my dark wool coat, I didn't feel weak. I felt entirely numb.Around us, dozens of pack members and human parents stood frozen, their eyes darting nervously between Asher's lethal posture and my completely unbothered expression."You dare bare your fangs at me, Alpha Asher?" Malcolm Calloway spat, his face twisted in ugly rage as he pointed a trembling finger at my face. "Look at this wretched daughter of mine! She gave her own sister's intimate mating bed photos to the

"My worthless sister is still daydreaming about shifting her scent mark and reclaiming her seat at the Bloodfang Assembly," Mallory Callahan purred, adjusting her velvet coat as she stared into her phone's crystal screen. Her clawed nails scraped against the receiver, leaving small white gashes in the casing. "You need to sink your teeth in tonight, Rory."On the other end of the secure frequency, Rory Bennett let out a airy, melodious chuckle that carried the faint, dangerous undertone of an omega who knew how to handle a blade. "Hasn't the little human stray been broken by your pack yet? Why would she suddenly snap her jaws? After taking hits from the Nightcrest enforces for so long, I didn't think she had an ounce of iron left in her blood. Still, this better drag out a bit. Standard executions are a complete bore."Mallory narrowed her amber eyes, her rogue wolf instincts bristling in suspicion over Harper Calloway’s sudden change in posture. The girl who used to cower under the p