Not My Alpha นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I pushed my hair backwards, burning in anger. Aliya appeared before me, her head lowered. “Luna,” she said “ I'm here” I turned my head to her. “What have you been doing?” “Pardon?” She Said. Pardon? Did she just say that? “What insolence” I muttered. “ What have you found out about Alpha?” I almost screamed out. “Luna, Alpha Is up to something fishy” She said. “I know that from history” I said. “ Tell me your recent finding”

“The Alpha is dead.” The book in my hand dropped to the floor.

Little Remi’s mouth was worse than a cursing sailor’s and I considered myself lucky to be let off so easily by the young Alpha. “I am a doctor and my patients are my number one priority. You surely better understand our priorities and responsibilities, don’t you, Alpha Veneto,” I smirked. Remi clenched her palms and tried to keep her temper on my birthday. We had fought over this topic innumerable times, both in private and in public.

"H-Hi. I'm Claire and…" "Why are you here?" he growled, his face twisting into a mask of anger. I instantly felt his aura, and it hit me—he had an Alpha wolf. I opened my mouth to say something but the words got stuck in my throat. Did he not feel the mate bond between us? Was I wrong? My mother had described it perfectly, and I heard my wolf's voice. I decided to introduce myself. "I'm new here and I was just…" "Did your father think sending you here would wash away his sins?" he asked, stepping closer.

He was sending message to his only friend, Adom. The most delectable, earth-shattering scent worked its way through Ash foggy brain as she took deep breaths. The scent of apples and jasmine and a beautiful base note of roses all accented by the most perfect scent of Alpha he had ever had the pleasure of smelling invaded hid lungs. Alpha, the scent of Alpha. His Alpha! "MY ALPHA" she barked out as the realisation hit him like one of those new steam trains. She sat bolt upright as his eyes sprang open, which was a mistake, not the biggest one he had made today, admittedly, but bad enough. He slumped back onto the sofa as a wave of dizziness overtook him.

I said, pushing Alpha Paul on his bed. I stood in front of him and I pushed his head between my breasts. “Don’t they feel good?” His head stayed there and I quickly grabbed a phone from my pocket and took a picture of him. “No, I can’t do this. You aren’t even eighteen yet. You need to leave, Mona. Don’t make me command you.” I sighed, “fine. I’ll leave.” I said, as I picked up my shirt and bra from the floor. . . What the hell?! Was I trying to blackmail this Alpha? I didn’t even know an Alpha Paul, it wasn’t the Alpha from my old pack, I think. Alpha Ta, shit. What was he called?! My alpha had a name that sounded like a bird, or something.

"You rejected our bond. You told the whole pack I was disgusting. You called me a pig, Noah. Was that a test too? Or was that just the truth of how you see me?" "Isla, don't be dramatic," Noah said, stepping closer. The guards growled, but he ignored them, his eyes fixed on mine with a predatory intensity. "Think about the pack. Think about your parents' legacy. You’re going to let all that wealth go to waste because of a little spat? I’m your Alpha. I’m your husband." "You are nothing to me," I said.

“No pressure, then.” Corvin arched a brow. “You’re already under it. You just keep pretending you’re not.” Silence stretched between us, heavy with things I didn’t want named. “What happens,” I asked finally, “if the Alpha rejects the bond?” Corvin didn’t answer right away. He stared into his mug, jaw tightening. “Then the fire looks elsewhere,” he said. “And gods help anyone standing in its path.” My wolf snarled uneasily. I stood, heart pounding. “You’re saying she’s dangerous.”

Me? Could I actually be an Alpha?

What a naughty Alpha. TBC