บททั้งหมดของ The Mundane’s Alpha : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 17

Chapter 11: The WomanClarissa Herrington"Do you have any idea how much I gave up for you? What I've done for you?" Chris paces the floor in our apartment while I sit on the floor, cross-legged. "I understand that, but-" I whisper, but he doesn't give me the chance to speak. "And this is how you repay me? All I ask is for you to be fucking normal. Is that too much for your dumb-ass to figure out?" His voice rises as he paces in front of me, and I focus on his clicking shoes on the wood beneath them. "It was a mistake. I didn't think it would be this big of a deal-" "A mistake? Yeah, you make a lot of those. Don't you? Can't even have a business dinner right." He stops directly in front of me, hovering his face an inch from mine. "I'm sorry," I mumble, trying not to look at his eyes that have been bright with anger since we made it home an hour ago. "No, you're not sorry. If you were, you would have acted better." "That's not fair, Chris. I am sorry," I tell him quietly, wiping

Chapter 12: The First Attack Clarissa Herrington I check the clock on my desk to find it sitting at ten in the morning. Ten in the morning, and I've already seen two people walking into the treeline. It's not that I've been staring out the window all day, but I couldn't help but notice, when I happened to be looking out there, that a man sprinted into it for seemingly no reason at all. The night had gone...strangely. While I have gotten accustomed to the nightmares, for some reason, they stopped last night. It wasn't pasta on the counter, and there was no Chris. It was like everything just disappeared. Leaving me peacefull for the first time since the attack. While I was drinking my coffee at my desk, I had shamelessly spaced out while looking out the window. Thinking about those oddly peaceful moments last night. That's when I seen the first man leave. Two hours later, another one. "Hey, is there something in the treeline?" I ask out loud. I jolt in my chair when Julie pops her

Chapter 15: The ApologyClarissa Herrington My hands cover my face as I push as far back as possible, my back against the corner. I can feel my body shaking and my teeth clenching. My sobs come out violently, but they don't feel like mine. It's uncontrollable. Every impact, every fist against flesh, my body flinches. My stomach aches. My ears ring. Every single hit feels like it's on my skin, and I tuck myself further into a ball. "Alpha!" I hear the word but it sounds like it's under water. There's more speaking, more yelling, but I can't make out anything over the sound of my breathing that has turned into something horrible. My side aches, and I can almost feel the blood pooling along my skin again. The feeling of the knife being removed just before the medication made it numb. A hot hand touches my exposed leg, and I scream. There's no subtly in the scream. My lungs burn with it, and my stomach cramps from the expulsion. I kick my leg towards the hand, holding my head tighter

Chapter 17: The SecretDaniel JonesThe clock above my desk ticks, and ticks, and ticks...My hand clutches a pen in it, but can't move the inch towards where my signature is needed. Fuck, I don't even know what this paper is for. I look down, reading the bold print at the top. "Pack Agreement: Breed Week Regulations"I should probably read through this shit before signing it. Giving an overdramatic groan, I flip away from the signature page and find the list of agreements. I read through the first one. An image of her laying in that bed flashes through my mind. Trailing my fingers up her shining, smooth skin until they reach the edge of her shirt. God, why does she have to sleep in those shirts? Reading through the second agreement, each word goes past my eyes without my conscienceness approval of them. Fuck...I pull out my phone and dial his number. "Mitch, I need you to come to my office." There's a groan on the other end, but it's not his. There is a woman- oh, two women, wit