Novel & Cerita I Won't Give In Asking Alexandria

Alexandria asked and climbed on the terrace. Pointing at the door of her cottage, "He is inside but was knocked-out inside his cage." Jingfei answered and patted the spare chair next to her for Alexandria to have a seat. "Your brother is also inside. Do you have other things that you need aside from asking if Kuro is inside?" Jingfei asked and she could see that the young lady still had something on her mind that she wanted to say. Glancing on her right side while playing with her fingers, "Actually, the photographer had asked me a favor.. about.. about you." In a low voice, Alexandria blurted.

One should really exert effort when talking with them, otherwise, you will lose every patience you have and still, you will find yourself failing your goal. “Well, he can’t. He’s under house arrest,” I pointed out with a calm approach. “It’s not a request, Alexia. It’s an order.” “It’s not like you can strip my title if I refuse to oblige. The Chasma of the South would turn this place into ash if you ever did that to me. So I have nothing to lose,” Alexia squinted her eyes at me and then closed her door, but I stopped her by placing my hand on the threshold.

She was still scared but it didn't affect me so much now I was in front of him. "What is your name?" He asked me looking into my eyes as if he was taking away all my pain and fear. "Alexandria." "Mine is Aden." His name suited him I could already imagine him being called 'Alpha Aden of Midnight Warrior pack'. "Why did you cry my little wolf?" "She is scared of you," I replied in a short sentence too scared to say too much. "Your wolf?" He asked surprised when I nodded, he then turned to my Alpha, "I need to talk to you."

"Well just because you think it is nice for me does not make it something I necessarily want to do." "Yes, well- I was actually hoping really that you wouldn't mind teaching me how to play. See I have these two friends-" "I'm not interested." "Please, Alex-" she begged. Alex looked up. That was odd. They weren't really on friendly enough terms for a human servant to be sitting here begging her to do anything. "I will make it totally worth your while." Abigail winked. Alex frowned. "I don't think Henry will let me out." "If I talk to Mr. Truex and he says yes, can we go?"

ALEX’S POV 'Alexandria Ramirez. :)' W-wait! That's my name?! I suddenly felt my heart beat faster and suddenly became nervous. Is this old man making fun of me? I was about to text him when Liz ask me regarding Bryan's reply. "Sis, did he reply already?" She asked. I do not know what to answer. Thank God I thought of reading it first. I'm afraid that Liz might feel that I’m doing something behind her back.

"Alex, why did you come here? You just had dinner today with your wife-to-be. Please don't tell me you sneaked off here." "I didn't. The dinner got over early,", Alex lied. "Why did you come here?", she repeated. "I wanted to see you, Jass,", Alex said, sitting on the bed as he started to wear his pants. "Am I not allowed?" Jasmine gulped as she said, "You shouldn't be here, Alex." "I'm not giving up on us, Jass. I want to... I want to fight for us. I don't want to marry that Omega; trust me, I don't. But I have-"

' Look. "It's my decision. I know my daughter would be happy there. End of the conversation." Nathan spoke a little harshly, eyeing everyone not to even breathe after he speaks. "Uncle, sorry to interrupt. But it's her life. Can you just give a little privilege to her to at least reject anyone if she doesn't like it?" Alex was supposed to be away from his eyes but Alina seemed to come to the scene a little late and they met already and thanks to the stars the heated argument begins.

“I love you too, Alexander!” The only thing I heard in response was the sound of the door above being shut. He hadn’t heard me. Anger was building up inside me, as I thought about why he’d be useful to the witches. The image of him kicking and screaming as the witches took their dagger to his forehead spurred my rage to the point I no longer felt sick enough to throw up. I was sick to my core with anger, and clenched my fists on either side of me. I wouldn’t accept this as our last goodbyes. As the rage took over and spread through my veins, I promised Alex that I wouldn’t allow him to give himself up, and I hoped he heard me, or at least, felt the severity of my words.

She limped over, carefully lowering herself onto it, her movements slow and pained. I studied her, watching the subtle tremors in her hands. She had declared her choice to Xavier, but the context of a gun to her head made me question the sincerity of it. Was it a genuine turning point, or just survival instinct? "Alexa," I began, my voice serious, direct. "You just went through hell. I saw it. I heard enough. And I heard what you told Xavier." Her head snapped up, her eyes meeting mine, a flicker of defiance in their depths.

Alexandra The silence in the room was deafening, matching the numbness that had settled over Alexandra’s heart. For several minutes, she sat perfectly still, feeling as though she had been struck by a physical blow. The reality of her situation was finally sinking in, and it was a bitter pill to swallow. She had agreed to this arrangement out of desperation, but she never truly understood the nature of the role she was expected to play. The realization that she was essentially being paid to be a "slut" for a man she barely knew felt like a stain on her soul.