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Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Searching
/-Kai-/“Boss, this is the information you asked for,” Reid handed a file to me. I opened it curiously.“Skylar Anderson,” I read then glanced at her picture. This was the audacious woman who damaged my car. I read through her information and I couldn't say I was impressed with what I saw. Former staff of Macaulay Enterprises, lives in a crumbling apartment with a huge pile of debts and an abusive boyfriend. Interesting. So a girl from a rival company attacked me. I didn't think the Macaulays would go that low for a mere business deal. There was no way someone like this could possibly pay for my car but again, that was none of my business. She should have thought about that when she attacked me. I tossed the file on my desk. “Bring her to me.” “Yes boss. What about the friend?” He asked. There was a friend?“I don't care. Bring them both,” I dismissed him.As soon as the door shut, I took out a cigar and lit it. I leaned against my chair, twirling idly as I smoked. It's been two
Last Updated : 2025-02-22Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Caught
/-Skylar-/“I can't believe you did that, Sky!” Ava exclaimed. “Good morning to you too, Ava. Did you sleep well?” I asked and she glared at me. “Did I sleep well? We have two people tied up in your closer. We don't even know if they are alive!” She exclaimed.I sighed and walked to the closet. I opened it and they both fell with groans. I looked at Ava with a bored expression. “They are good, happy now?”Khaid struggled to stand but his sloppy partner kept him on the floor. I paid no attention to him as I headed for the kitchen. I opened the fridge and found it empty. Same with the drawers. I looked at Ava who was staring at him with concern. I rolled my eyes and walked back to her. “I need some money,” I told her. “Why?” “Because we're going to starve. My house is practically empty,” I retorted and I saw her shoot Khaid a resentful look. Right! He was the reason I was out for money to begin with. I walked over to his littered clothes and picked his jeans. I found. I found s
Last Updated : 2025-02-23Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Work for me
/-Skylar-/“Fine! What do I need to do. I don't have a job anymore and I don't have any savings either so how do we do this?” I asked him.He looked at me in disbelief. “You seriously want me to suggest how you earn money to pay me back?” “You need your money back, don't you?” I quipped. “Tell me how to earn it then.” “I really don't care how you are going to make it. I only care about you fixing the damage you've caused. Until you pay back, your friend will remain in our custody!” He said and Ava looked like she would rather die at that moment. “Uhm… how about you take me in your custody instead? I was the one who bashed your car, remember? She had nothing to do with what happened to your car and frankly, of the two of us, she is the one most likely to bring you money for the damages,” I told him. The look on Ava's face was priceless. She didn't seem to know whether to be relieved I was offering to take her place or pissed that I was shifting my responsibilities to her. He took
Last Updated : 2025-02-24Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Work
/-Skylar-/“Get dressed.”The guard simply dropped the dress on my mistake of a bed and walked out of the room. I picked up the dress slowly and examined it. It was very short with lots of open spots. I knew that if I wore this, my cleavage would be in the open and I couldn't bring myself too. All I could think about were the hands of those filthy men, all over me, molesting me. This woukd be an open invitation and I wasn't ready to take that chance. I dropped the dress aside and just waited for him to come back. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door, as if asking if I was ready.“Come in,” I told him and he walked in. “You're not dressed?” He asked and I nodded. “Yes, I am not. As a matter of fact, I don't intend to wear this so tell your boss to either arrange another dress or leave me the fuck out of whatever plans he has,” I told him. He didn't respond to me. Instead, he simply walked out of the room and I assumed he was going to tell that grey-eyed demon about
Last Updated : 2025-02-24Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Mine
/-Skylar-/He was so annoying. Everything about him made me want to scream and pull my hair out. We were outside a club now, where his supposed business partner was supposed to be meeting him. And yes, he made me wear the dress. It was a lot more revealing than I thought, considering the fact that it was barely below my mid thighs. I wanted to ask him what sort of business he was doing in a place like this but every time I looked at him, I would catch his shameless eyes roaming, shamelessly taking in every detail of my body and I couldn't… My stupid body would react to it. I clenched my fists, funking inside as I cursed myself out for looking flustered. The arrogant jerk would just have another reason to praise himself. As we proceeded into the club, his arm snaked around my waist and my entire body stiffened. I tried to wiggle free but his grip only tightened. He wanted me to stay in place.I stopped fighting when I noticed the amount of respect he commanded. No one dared to tou
Last Updated : 2025-02-25Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Emotions
/-Kai-/It was so fun messing with her. Even now, I could still see the blush on her face. She acted like she hated me, yet here she was, fighting multiple emotions.She was by far the most intriguing woman I have ever met. Not to mention the fact that her feistiness reminded me so much of Raven. “What are you looking at, jerkface?” She hissed, refilling her shot. “If you keep drinking like that, you're going to get drunk,” I stated. “Is that a crime?” She shot back. “Not really. Just that, I won't be held responsible for whatever happens to you after this. If you throw yourself at me, I am going to fuck you, drunk or not,” I smirked.Skylar threw the alcohol into her mouth. “I better go find a man, then. Wouldn't want to settle for less,” she sneered and stood.My smirk faded as I walked her get off the seat, her peachy ass bouncing as she walked away from me.I wanted to go after her but my guard returned with the diamonds. “All real, sir,” he affirmed and I glanced at my sup
Last Updated : 2025-02-25Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Hate
/-Skylar-/He was going to drive me insane. I needed to get the fuck out of this place. So I hatched a plan.My lunch was served at the usual time and thankfully it was something that required both a fork and knife. The guards were just outside, minding their business so I had enough time to decide which vein to cut through without writing myself a direct ticket to hell. I picked up the knife and after careful examination, I cut through the vein and the blood came gushing out. It didn't heal, further confirming that I was indeed human. I let out a sigh of disappointment before a terrifying scream. The door burst open and I let myself pass out. I could feel several movements but I didn't dare open my eyes to find out. The smell of drugs and other disgusting diseases told me I was in the hospital. I stilled myself for some injections and then the worst happened. I passed out for real. I cracked my eyes open just enough to see the harsh fluorescent lights above me, their cold glow
Last Updated : 2025-02-26Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! The visitor
/-Kai-/“Sir, you have a visitor.” “Tell whoever it is that I'm busy,” I answered. My schedule for the day was closed and only a few people loved to fix appointments without any consultation. Not limited to my ex-wife, of course. “It's Taylor Macaulay, sir,” my PA went ahead to inform me. Taylor? Now that was interesting. “Let him in.”A few minutes later, he walked into my office with the same air of arrogance as he did two years ago. He took a seat and stared at me with a very serious expression. “It has come to my notice that you have my staff in your possession,” Taylor said. I leaned back against my seat. “I don't remember receiving any staff with a recommendation letter from you, Mr Macaulay.” “Skylar Anderson,” he called. The audacity of him to come looking for the very girl he sent after me. I was yet to uncover her real mission in my life and he expected me to just hand her over?“I don't know anyone by that name,” I shrugged, pulling out my cigarette pack. “I'm n
Last Updated : 2025-02-26
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Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! I Love You
/-Raven-/We lay upside down facing each other with the sheets sprawled over our bodies. Our bodies were covered in sweat and we were panting heavily.“No one said our wedding night was going to be so long,” I muttered. I could barely feel my legs but my core was burning from six rounds of lovemaking. Declan smirked at me, “Our honeymoon would be even longer.” “Where are we going?” I asked him. “Anywhere of your choice,” he said and I shrugged. “I don't know, we could tour. Or just stay here…”“Don't even suggest that,” he cut me short. “Those elders always have one problem or the other when they set eyes on me. Unless you want your husband to be working during his honeymoon, I suggest you cancel all plans of staying here.” I chuckled. “You are so serious about avoiding work.” “Because I want to spend time with my wife. That is perfectly logical. Anyone can understand that,” he said and I laughed. “Of course. Like I don't have duties as Luna.” He frowned, “Cha we put this whol
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! The wedding
/-Francesca-/I admit it. It was pointless. Fighting for someone who didn't clearly want me. But the truth was that it didn't really matter what Declan wanted; I was giving up for Raven's sake. Right from the moment she called me sister on the roof, I couldn't bring myself to hurt her in any way. That was why I was humbly accepting defeat. It was her big day and whether I liked it or not, I was going to be happy for her.The IronClaw Courtyard had never looked more radiant.White blossoms bloomed from enchanted vines that shone under the moonlight. A carpet of silver petals led the way down the aisle, which glowed faintly as if the moon itself had kissed every inch. The air was thick with magic, anticipation, and, despite myself, love.I stood just beyond the arched entryway, my hands clasped in front of me, fingers trembling only slightly.The pack had gathered in full. Alphas from allied clans, betas in full ceremonial garb, omegas glowing with awe. Everyone had come to witness
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Clingy
/-Raven-/“You smell nice…” Declan muttered, hugging me from behind out of nowhere. I was in the dressing room at the . designer's shop, trying out my wedding dress. “You're not supposed to be here,” I whispered. “Who let you in?” He chucked mischievously. “I don't need permission to see my woman whenever I feel like.” “Don't tell me you came here, all the way from the palace…”“Because I missed you? Fuck yes,” he interrupted. I couldn't believe my ears, yet as much as I wanted to scold him, I found myself smiling like a fool.“You're an Alpha, don't you have duties to perform?” I asked him. He took a step closer and I backed away. Another step and moved back. His lips curled into a mischievous smile. “You know if you keep moving back, you're going to trap yourself between me and the wall.” That brief second when I glanced to see if I was that close to the wall, he pin me to the wall and caged me in a chokehold.“Oops,” he smirked. “I got you.” I didn't even know how to react a
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! The Skinwalker
Two Weeks Later/-Francesca-/They were so happy. Raven and Declan. After everything they've been through, it was only right for them to celebrate, right? Have some rest and finally live the good life they deserved. IronClaw deserved a break. That was the thought of many wolves, not mine. I assumed you against someone as powerful as Amelia would have been enough to severe whatever ties Raven had with Declan. I hid for so long. Playing the coward. Allowing everyone to have their shots and when the chances were high, I walked in their skin, hoping to complete the mission and finally get the man I deserve. Yet every single time. Every. Single. Time. That little redhead found a way to beat me at my own game. I struck a deal with Azaiah to get her out, it failed, I set her up, it failed, I walked in her skin but it took only minutes for him to recognize me. All the while I played sweet little Francesca, pretending my elf blood was useless and magic almost non-existent, hoping I cou
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Show me your flames
/-Raven-/The air smelled fresher than it had ever been. Being back to IronClaw felt like a dream. With Diane and Amelia gone, things were beginning to fall into place. The Elders regained themselves and the darkness looming over the pack was finally gone. Azaiah couldn't come back with us. He insisted on taking back the bodies of the men he lost in battle back to the mountains. I offered to help but he declined. He insisted I take Declan home and here we were. Francesca and Othelia were waiting eagerly for us and beside them was my very old friend. “Greetings, Alpha!” They all bowed and Declan merely nodded. I don't know the level of damage Diane did to him but I hoped with her death, the curse she put on him would also disappear. The way his body felt cold against mine was making me skeptical. The guards immediately rushed to help him off me. “Tim!” I exclaimed, hugging him before I even realized it. Francesca frowned beside me and I understood her jealousy. She expected I wou
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Victory at last
/-Raven-/I didn’t breathe.Couldn’t.Declan’s body jerked unnaturally, his head tilting like a marionette on frayed strings. His mouth opened, but the sound that spilled out wasn’t his voice.It was mine.“I should’ve killed her when I had the chance.”My own words. A whisper I’d spat to myself as I held Ava's corpse in my arms. How the hell did she…?“No…” I stepped back, heart thudding so loud it felt like it echoed in the cavern.Azaiah's joints twisted, bones popping, contorting in ways no living body should. His eyes were a soulless abyss. Whatever spark once made him Azaiah had been stripped clean, replaced with something cold. Controlled.“Do you like it?” Diane cooed, her voice sweet and venom-laced. “It’s not possession. That’s so... temporary. I rethreaded them. Blood, bone, and memory.”She cocked her head, watching me with childish delight.“You’re lying,” I snapped, more to myself than to her. “Declan’s still in there. Azaiah too. I’ll get them back.”“You think love can
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Puppets
/-Raven-/My heart stopped. I stared down at Diane, no, whatever the hell she’d become, as she walked calmly through the burning remnants of the forest, her voice echoing in my head like a curse.She wasn’t just mimicking Azaiah.She was him now.“We need help in here, Raven…”The exact same voice. Same words. Same rhythm. Except this time, her lips curled into a grin as she said it aloud, like she knew I was listening.As expected of a witch…But this was something darker than anything I’d ever felt. Something deadly. I wasn't even sure this was just Diane anymore. I hovered higher into the clouds, hiding behind a veil of smoke and fog, praying she couldn’t sense me. My heart hammered in my chest.I’d seen death. I'd caused death. But this… this was beyond it. She had devoured them. The silence from the mind-link wasn’t a glitch or mental interference.It was because everyone was dead.And now she wore their voices like masks.“Come on, Raven,” she called out, twirling once slowly
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! A shocking turn of events
/-Raven-/I shifted into dragon form and flew as far away as I could. As much as I wanted revenge, I couldn't jeopardize the living for the dead. If my presence was going to secure their victory then I would take pride in that and let go of my anger.For Declan. I don't know how long or how far I flew but i was at a distance I couldn't intervene quickly even if I wanted to. “Azaiah, what's your status?” I asked through the mind link. “She's down. So is half of our men. I hate to admit it but Declan is helping a lot. Are you coming in?” He asked.“Unfortunately, I can't. I need to take care of Amelia's soldiers but until then I can't come in,” I said. “But make sure she is dead. Take off her head, that is the best way to kill a witch and set her ablaze. We can't risk her suddenly resurrecting.” “That was the same thing Amelia said. Don't worry, Raven, do what you have to do, we have it all under control,” he assured me. Relief washed through me. This was definitely a good thing.
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! What To Do?
/-Raven-/On getting outside, I met Amelia. Unlike before, she had gotten here earlier than I expected.“Let's get this over with. I have more important things to deal with,” she said. “If the more important thing you're talking about is Diane, then I think we should take her down first instead of wasting our energy on each other,” I told her. “Why should I…” she cast me a condescending look. “...collaborate with you to do anything?” “Because you can't take her for me on your own,” I said plainly. “If we work together, we might actually have a chance to defeat her then we can face each other.” “Really? You must be bold to think that I would actually need help from you!” She huffed and I rolled my eyes. “I don't have time for your boost your little ego. When I'm done taking Diane, you can come fight me,” I said, shifting into dragon form. “Like I would wait for you to do that!” She muttered and leapt into the air, too. A smirk played on my lips. One down, one more person to go.
