He's An Alpha: She Doesn't Care Novelas e Histórias

a way to keep better tabs on me. “Are you okay?” Am I okay? Does she even truly care how I am? If she’s an Alpha, how did she get caught in the first place, and why hasn’t she made a way out yet? I don’t respond but eye her suspiciously. “I won’t hurt you, you know.” I scoff at that claim. “You won’t hurt me?! Youa re an Alpha just like him. For all I know, you are working with him. Everyone knows that Alphas stay together.” A look of genuine hurt crosses her face.

I explain and she blushes a little which is incredibly cute and I smile at her a little. "Well, I think it's a terrible choice." She states firmly. All cuteness, gone. "And why is that?" I ask, trying not to get defensive. She sighs and rolls her eyes, which is way less adorable the hundredth time. "Look, I know he's your bestie-" I cut her off here. "Alpha's don't have besties." I proclaim and she huffs. "Yes they do. They're called Betas. Now don't interrupt me again or I'll stab you with my fork." I open my mouth to say something but her little growl cuts me off.

“Well, I thought when it comes to matters of the heart, it should be left between the two people involved. I’m a man, and so is the Alpha. Why can’t she chase after whoever she wants? He likes her the same way he believes I do. Why do I have to let go of her, especially if she doesn’t want him?” She smiled with meaning. Her eyes traveled over my body. I saved my words. I just struck a deep slap across her face. “Well, I must say you’re right on that. In this case, this is the Alpha. He doesn’t need to chase a woman. He just needs to take her if he ever wants to.” “But he doesn’t want to,” I cut in sharply. “Says who?” “You don’t go around calling the woman you want names, and when a man figh

He brought his lips closer to hers, she got breathy. “I don’t care about the dumb status when I am an Alpha of a powerful pack.” He said into her ears. His breathy voice sent tingles down her spine, and she felt weak in her knees, but she looked up at him, her brows knotted in confusion when he said what he said. “An Alpha?” She blinked rapidly. “Surprised?” He tilted his head to the side running his finger through the length of her face, making her close her eyes and ache towards him.

I said in a whisper, just enough for her to hear. She looked back at me, her hair swaying from her ponytail as she flashed me a wide grin, showing her perfect white teeth. "And so are you, Alpha." She took a deep breath before confiding in something more. "And I got pissed off with your Beta because he said you were heartless. That I’m bewitching the heartless Alpha. I don’t think you are. My only regret now is that I should have punched him instead of letting him get away with it." She said firmly.

He was surprised by this side of her. He lips tilted up in a grin. “I’ll see if she’s worth sharing my space with,” “She’ll be your mate! You don’t even have to think twice about it,” she scolded. “I’m the Alpha cupcake. I can do whatever I want,” he chuckled. She found herself annoyed by his viewpoint. The nickname from him didn’t make her feel any better. “You sound like a misogynist,” she attacked. “I’m not a misogynist cupcake. I just don’t want a weak female ruling by my side. I’m the most feared Alpha so it wouldn’t make sense,” he explained. Something in her triggered and she sauntered towards him as he watched her vigilantly.

That include to take part of the war; walked through the battlefield! Suddenly the Great Alpha laughed as if everything couldn't be more funny. It was funny to the point that he mocking her for being such a fool. He said what seemed to be the reality, “You're such a fool to risk your safety for the guard that didn't even mated to you. How pity the connection was, don't you think?” Dana shivered, she could tell that the Great Alpha could feel that she wasn't the mate of the man she fall in love with. Yeah, she won't deny the fact she suddenly realized. She loves Hez, and she know they were not connected to each other by fate!

𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 against 𝒕𝒉𝒆 tree 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 instead of a powerful alpha.

“And tell them what? That the Beta is poisoning the Alpha? With what proof? With what reputation?” Her breath hitched. “You know how it’ll look,” I continued. “A quiet little girl with a crush on the Alpha, spinning stories because she can’t have him.” “That’s not—” “Isn’t it?” I stepped closer. She flinched. “You care a lot about him. Too much.” “I care because he’s sick,” she snapped. “Because I’m making him sick,” I corrected calmly. “Don’t act surprised. You figured that out.” Her face drained of color.

We lapse into a comfortable silence, each to their thoughts. I really couldn't help but have a sense of foreboding about this meeting. Aside from the fact that the last meeting didn't go so well, there's absolutely no reason for them to ask that I come with him. If he's to be made Alpha, it should be a meeting between members of their pack only. I know I'm his wife, but only for about a week more, it doesn't have anything to do with me. They will do the preparation and everything on their own, so what's my role in this? I glance at Nate who seems to be in a different world of his own. He looks like the Nate I used to know, the arrogant man who eludes a don't-talk-to-me aura. He seems to know