Teks Mabruk Alfa Mabruk นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I smiled. "What if I did?" He said, trying to be bold. "Even if you did... it would never work out." I blurted. He flinched at what I said and didn't talk anymore. I waited and waited but he didn't say a thing, even his friends didn't utter a word. "She's right, you know?" Misa unexpectedly said, making me look at her. "I'm sure you heard me say it before, you know... when you were eavesdropping. He's an alpha and not just any alpha, he's an elite among elite."

' Ehile walking over to him. Alphas eyes looked us over and with a hint of pity in his eyes, he turned to the bar tender and ordered a jack on the rocks, three fingers and two coconut rum and cokes. Alpha handed Sophie our drinks, and walked to the table with his own. Sitting down we all read the menu to decide what we wanted to eat. I couldn't decide what I wanted to eat so I ordered the chef specials, so did Sophie and alpha, My appetite was insatiable. While waiting for my food to arrive i was drinking my coconut rum and cokes, I really didn't understand what the deal was with drinking was, the taste wasn't that great and it made my stomach churn, and I was beginning to feel nauseous.

Anya replied as she rushed back to me with a glass of water, which I accepted gratefully and immediately downed down. My throat felt raw and scratchy as I set the cup down, wiping my mouth and turning to face Anya. “Xavier McKenzie’s coming?” My friend nodded, and I bit my lips, blinking back the wetness that’d blurred my vision while I was choking. The McKenzie’s were the leaders of the Blue Moon Pack, and Xavier McKenzie, who was next in line to be Alpha after his father despite the fact that he was just twenty-three, was the most famous of all of them.

Alif then gives a gift to Mbok. Mbok Cenul smiled as she saw the parcel. "Thank you, Lif. Tomorrow morning Mbok give her. I hope it doesn't go stale." "Just put it in the fridge, Mbok. I am going home to sleep. It's late. Bye, Mbok. Assalamualaikum." Alif left Mbok Cenul and returned to his house. ***

The company that could save my mother's life is owned by the pack—and run by the man who taught me exactly how much an omega is worth. I drive past the old pack meeting lodge, its log walls weathered but sturdy. The training field where young wolves learn to fight spreads out to my left, empty in the late afternoon light. In the distance, I can see the glass-and-steel headquarters of Moonfang Construction rising from the forest like a monument to Alpha dominance.

“The Cleansing. Soren. Rebecca will bathe in water blessed by the pack’s eldest wolf." “I see,” I say hollowly. “Then tomorrow is the Presentation. You’ll help dress Rebecca and present her to the elders for their blessing.” "Can I ask something?" One of Rebecca's siblings – the older one with sharp features – leans forward. "What’s the deal with that photo that’s going around? The one with Felix and some girl?" The table goes silent. “That’s been taken care of,” Alpha Donovan says flatly.“It was a prank. Someone who hates the family.”

Does it affect Kiel? Come to think of it, she already caught a glimpse of him holding back last night inside the car. And she can’t deny that it left her in a daze. How can Kiel, a recessive alpha, had that sweet scent? “President? Are you alright?” Only Devyn realized that she’s already making that irritated face again. “Miss Anna,” she called out. The young lady across from her jolted. “Yes, President?” “What will happen if a recessive alpha’s rut gets triggered?” she asked without even blinking.

"A prison is a prison no matter what you call it. And I am not your 'little wolf.'" He emitted a harsh, humorless laugh and spurred his big horse closer until his leg brushed mine. Heat scorched me, painful and unwelcome. "Oh, but you are. You just don't know it yet. You carry the scent of my victory on you now. And it intoxicates." His eyes were heavy, crawling over me like a rough caress. I flinched, my skin warming where his gaze lingered. "You're a monster." "I am an Alpha. And you are my prize. Learn the difference. It will make your life here much easier."

Each delegation stands precisely three paces behind their leader. Even the tea service has been arranged with mathematical precision. I hate that I notice all of it. Mostly because everyone is pretending not to notice me. Their eyes follow every movement. When I adjust my jacket, when I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, and even when I reach for my notebook instead of a weapon. Their expressions remain courteous though. The eldest Alpha present, a broad-shouldered wolf with silver hair braided to his waist, finally breaks the ceremonial introductions. He folds weathered hands atop his cane.

"I'm just glad you're safe, my lady. When I saw him take you, I thought—well, I didn't know what to think." "He saved my life," I said quietly, the admission feeling strange on my tongue. "Those rogues would have killed us both if he hadn't shown up." "Alpha Malachi is very powerful. They all are." She paused, then added softly, "But power doesn't always mean safety, does it?" I thought about his hands covered in blood. The way he'd torn through those wolves like paper. The darkness that had consumed his eyes, turning them into bottomless pits of violence.