Fated To The Alpha Chapter 142 Novels & Stories

The way Alpha Mace’s voice had cut through the growl—cold, furious—and the creature had stopped. And then what the healer, Sailas, had said. That the wolf was Alpha Mace’s mother. My stomach twisted. Mother or not, she had wanted me dead. I slid down until I was sitting on the floor, my back pressed against the side of the bed. The boards were cold beneath me, grounding, almost comforting in their stillness. The girl's words echoed again—You’re his fated mate. I pulled my knees to my chest and stared at the wall, my voice small and uncertain when I finally whispered,

Chapter 73 Lost WARNING! EXTREMELY SPECIFIC AND DEFINED AS HELL !!!! SEXUAL !!!! CONTENT !!! HANDLE YOUR OWN EMOTIONS AND REACTIONS. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! JUST BEWARE! “Alpha, the lady is now okay and getting better, however, she was pregnant.”

It started with a crack or slash of thunder, and in one blink I saw my father with a woman under the light of the moon. I gasped for breath. Panting, I tried to reach the center table so I could break it. I punched it and it immediately scattered into pieces. I got a glass before I shifted fully. I slashed my arm with the piece of glass, and quickly, my shifting stopped. I groaned and whimpered in pain. I stared at the deep cut on my arm. I harshly threw down the glass and cursed. "Bullsh*t!" I leaned my head on the seat of the couch to rest. What the hell is happening to me? Right. I’m an alpha. And I’m not destined to be one for a dumb fvckin' reason.

(23). When Alpha meets Omega . Chapter 23: you’re stuck with me . It’s no surprise when, at dawn, Carlos feels wet again and wakes from his sleep because of it. This is going to be annoying, and he has to blink away the sleep in his eyes to focus, heat-addled mind trying to go one step ahead of him.

I tell myself to move to a happy place in my mind and just switch off my emotions and mind. “Tighten her chains so she can’t move” he says to the guy standing at the entrance. “Yes Alpha,” The guy says to him. How is this guy an Alpha? No Alpha I know will treat people like this and rape a fourteen-year-old girl. What sick world am I in? I can feel the guy tightening my chains so I can’t move, my legs are stretched apart and my hands are the same. My wound still burns, and my body is on fire. My breath hasn’t come back to me, and I am going to need it to breathe through whatever this Alpha is planning to do to me.

I shooed her away and got back to my work but she still wouldn't budge. "And I still have a lot of things to say!" "Like what?" I crossed my hands and faced her. I have no choice but to listen to all her stories or else she will keep pestering me even in my sleep. Been there, done that. "The Alpha is coming to the banquet. Everyone thinks he's going this year because of his mate," she exclaimed, always so energetic because of the news she heard. Is it a good news, though? "And?" "Well, I heard the Alpha is handsome as hell. If he really is that handsome, then I won't mind being cursed!" She shrieked while I rolled my eyes. Here we go again. Her and her obsession with handsome men.

I stood up from the chair where I sat immediately, crying profusely. The Alpha was gone. He had gone back to sleep. He was…dead. Tears streaked my face as I stared at his still body. I couldn’t do it. Oh! Sylvia warned me. I had only ended up killing the Alpha faster – the same way I did my mother. Why was I so cursed, huh? Why? I turned around and scurried out of the room immediately, ignoring the men at the door. “Didn’t you say Tracey asked you to wait?” One of the guards asked, but I didn’t even turn to look at any of them as I just continued scuttling away.

I stiffened. The older Alpha stepped fully into the courtyard, clasping his hands behind his back as his cold gaze swept over me. “To be honest,” he continued, “I was hesitant to say anything.” My stomach tightened instantly. “But after witnessing that…” He gestured vaguely toward the dissipating mist. “I believe it would be irresponsible not to.” The bond beneath my ribs pulsed uneasily. “What are you talking about?” I asked quietly. His face hardened. “My daughter’s wedding.” There it was.

The Alpha wasn't in support of it, but the luna promised to talk to him for me. I got to the Alpha's study and knocked on the door. "I don't want to talk to anyone " he shouted out. I opened the door and entered the study, that is very disorganized with everything laying and scattered everywhere. When I entered, he turned around and looked at me. I could see the anger and pain in his eyes. "I said get out. I don't want to talk to anyone. Don't you understand the word 'get out'? I don't want to repeat myself " he shouted.

"Why waste my breath? Did you expect me to cry over how I thought we were friends? Give me a break." Clyde is quiet for a moment, studying me. Then his smile widens, "I always did like that spunk about you. But it's not going to save your brother, and it's not going to save you from meeting the same fate as Teresa. Chris will raise his grandson to become the next Alpha, and once he's of age, then both you and Morris will be expendable." My claws are already slicing at the rope binding my wrists.