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I blankly let out with a huff, puffing out a strand of hair off my face. He chuckled. “Don’t tell me you thought something would happen or some” “You can’t blame me,” I protested. “It’s a supernatural high school of shouting out loud. Something was bound to happen like- “ “Yeah yeah,” he bluntly cut me off. “Like in those fantasy novels, you stick your nose into”

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

she revealed without shame. Joanna was disgusted. How could Beverly sleep with Trevor behind her back? Joanna wasn’t with Trevor then, but Beverly knew how Joanna felt about him. The Fantasy Fiction Writing Club was mostly based on writing their fantasies about the men they were attracted to or thought were hot. Ninety-nine percent of Joanna’s stories had been about Trevor. So Beverly couldn’t claim she didn’t know. She just didn’t care. “I . . . I . . . I don’t know what to say,” Selena stammered. “When was the second time?”

The four-posted wooden monstrosity governed the space--the mattress was at waist height, and drapes cascaded luxuriously from the rails above. Footsteps echoed down the hall towards her, and without thinking she darted under the bed and held her breath, waiting. The door creaked open slowly and Evander's legs were silhouetted against the lights in the hallway. "Why are you hiding, pretty wolf?" Sapphira huffed and a dustball blew out of the bed in front of her. Evander chuckled and sat himself in an armchair by the wall of books. She could only see his lower half from her position under the bed, but his scent wafted towards her making her drool.

He pushed me at an arm's length away from him but still didn't let go of my shoulders and said staring straight into my eyes. "I will never hurt anyone you love. Your sister was never abducted. Pure-blooded vampires have special abilities. I have telepathy and Damon has hypnotism, the ability to tamper with someone’s memories and brain.” My head felt like it was going to explode. What kind of plot twist was this now?

“There were other cases like this in the city, grandfather. We've discovered that there are an increased number of missing women daily. You know what this means, right?” Her grandfather doesn't know how to react even though he knows what Akira means. “I think there was a breach. I believe some vampires have already escaped the Riparian zone and sneaked in to mate with our female citizens to produce dhampir.” Akira muttered but enough for her grandfather to hear. Anger is evident in her voice despite having a cold expression.

"I’m calling the Gambino family’s Don right now! Let him see your true colors—pretending to talk about business while trying to seduce someone else's husband! You're disgusting!" "I'm calling him now. I'm going to see him now and have him kill you!"

I am sorry to announce to you that updates on Mated To The Blood Alpha will be continue after April. The reason is because of my exams. I am in my finals and I won't want anything to make me fail that is why this book will be on hold. I know what you are feeling and I am sorry for the inconveniences, but I have to focus on my studies. After my exams, I will be back. On a second thought, I might release chapters when I'm free, but don't expect regular updates as updates will be very slow. My exam is next month and I haven't even started reading 😭

I say that openly because I don’t want Mike, Riley, and Alan to blame themselves for my stubbornness. “It happened to be Dr. Fiona, and she kept me in an attic for three nights, all the while taking bags and bags of my blood because… well, you all know that I am a blue blood. On the fourth night, I begged her mate, Bethel — who happens to be one of my personal guards — to let me go, and he did. However, before I could run, Fiona came. We had a fight, and I killed her.” I pause for a second, waiting for the words of shame and disgust, but no one says a word. Water gathers in my eyes, and I take a deep breath.