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Also, we were to remain bowing our head until they instruct us to stand still. “Do you know why you’re here, forgotten wolf?” she spoke to me. I hated the name she refers me to, but I was one for true. I’ve never had a one true mate. ©The Alpha’s Concubine; coming soon to GoodNovel. This novel can now be found on the YouTube channel, VBooks for free. It’s available in audio with natural voice soothing to the ears and background music that conveys the idea of the story very well. Check it out.

~THE END~ Thank you all for reading, Alpha Christian. I also would like to dedicate this novel to my beautiful mom. The love of my life. I love you so much, mom. Please move on to the next page for a surprise!! Enjoy :)

I ask. "Your old pack appears to be looking for you,” She says. "Well, I'm not surprised,” I comment, taking the notice and looking down at it. “Elseway they can’t claim me dead and appoint a new Alpha … This is funny,” Fire Moon looks confused. “What?” "This…,” I point to the drawing of me, which is situated underneath a headline reading: MISSING Alpha, “Our Beta drew this.” “Your beta?” She asks. Cana growls angrily.

needed it. The relentless energy that had been shredding my insides since that first kiss finally went quiet the moment our skin made contact. It was like being a dying man finally finding a lung-full of oxygen. I was a pure-blood Alpha who didn't bow to the moon, yet here I was, playing the role of a human heater for a girl who had prayed for my indigestion. When her eyes finally fluttered open, I felt the change instantly. Her scent sharpened. The vanilla and ozone were immediately replaced by the sour tang of realization.

The fear crossed my mind thinking what he might do again ,was he going to kill me or have sex with me again "I thought within myself . ignoring the feeling I walked away and towards his room . The moment I got to the door I knocked on it slightly . Come in "I heard him say from inside . I glumped down nothing down my throat ,I didn't know what to I wouldn't lie to myself now but I was so fucking nervous. The room was cold and dark ,I didn't understand why but I knew that it was the alpha doing . I watched the alpha king sit by his window ,he had his tobacco in his hands and he was still looking as cold as ever ,just the way I had known him from the very start .

His eyes moved across the shelf, the window, the floor, and stopped. On the windowsill. Half a second. Then back to me, smooth and neutral, giving nothing. “The Alpha wants to establish ground rules,” he said. “Tonight.” He didn’t ask if I was ready. He stepped back and held the door open, which was its own kind of answer to a question I hadn’t asked. I looked at the windowsill one more time. A sealed room. A carving left inside it, worn down by years of someone’s hands. A Beta who noticed it in three seconds and chose not to react.

she bites back, chaining my tongue still the second she drives the words out. Walking up to me, she closes the distance between our bodies and makes sure we're looking each other right in the eyes when the next few words fall down her mouth. “You know, you're not some emotionless, stoic and nonchalant MC from a book either. You're just a kid whose lonely, tired and confused, stumbling into every avenue your fidgeting hands can find, to give you a false sense of freedom. Much like this title of Alpha you're chasing, that is, if you didn't lie about that either.”

A shiver ran down my spine. Retracing my steps, I padded over to the table, which had the item lying on it. It was a book, a really, really old book. Flipping through the pages, I discovered it was a journal, its pages detailing the fall of a great alpha king. My brows scrunched. What the hell is an alpha? However, before I could read further, an unseen force hit me, nearly sweeping me off my feet.

But when I raised my hand, he called on me faster than usual, like he was eager to prove something to himself. I answered the question. Correctly. Thoroughly. Better than necessary. He didn’t meet my eyes afterward. At lunch, a guy I vaguely recognized slid into the seat across from me without asking. His scent hit first. Too sharp. Too confident. Like he expected gratitude. “So,” he said, smiling. “Heard you presented.” I blinked at him. Slowly. “And?” I said. “And I’m an alpha,” he continued, as if that explained anything. “Figured I’d introduce myself.”

I wanted to finish my job, wait until he went to bed so I could go back home satisfied that I had done my job for the day. I quickly got out of the shower, wrapped my binder, threw my clothes on, wrapped the scarf around my face and left as quietly as I could. Today was a Sunday, and everyone was asleep at home. I hoped to see a shop open so I could grab a fruit or some sort of food to quieten my raging stomach. I wouldn’t want the Alpha to hear it. Before I could even take a step in the Mansion, Anna came down from the stairs with tears in her eyes. She wore new clothes, but she clutched her purse tightly as she left the Mansion without meeting anyone’s eyes. One thing was clear with the wa