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Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Pain
/-Declan-/Raven will fucking murder me. She would feel it through the mate bond and the pain… she won't be able to handle it. I couldn't do that to her. But before I could pull away from Hannah, Rolfe forcefully took over, pushing my member deep into Hannah's mouth. I tried to take over but he blocked me off. Stop it, Rolfe. We can't take her. It will hurt Raven!‘So what? How many times do I have to spell it that we don't need her? Raven is too broken for you. Relax and enjoy this. Can't you feel the pleasure…’ he shot back. I hated every second of it, so I fought back. Apparently, the struggle was in Hannah's favour because thrusting in and out of her mouth became easier, with Rolfe fisting her hair and letting out small grunts. I knew it was only a matter of time before Raven would burst in and she wouldn't forgive me this. Rolfe…‘Do you want to return to the dark, Declan? If not, keep shut and let me enjoy this. The more you struggle, the harder it becomes to keep you h
Last Updated : 2024-11-24Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Fall
“Let's make a deal.” She stared at the golden-haired man before her. It shared the same colour, a burning flame, and his piercing golden eyes burned with an intensity that was similar to fire.This was him, Asaiah, the legendary King of Dragons. Yet she wasn't afraid of him. Even when she was in his space. She was curious about one thing though. How he got to know that she wasn't who she appeared to be. “I see you've come in the form of an old maid. Quite impressive,” Asaiah started. “Now as impressive as your form would be,” she answered, her voice thick and laced with something dangerous. Something he was yet to understand. “We have not come here to fight or argue with you. We were hoping to strike a deal with you. Perhaps we can help each other,” Asaiah told her. A small chuckle fell off her lips and for a moment, he felt insulted. None of his men would ever dare laugh in his face. “I'm sorry, I just find it amusing that you think you can actually help me,” she said with a g
Last Updated : 2024-11-25Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Jump
/-Declan-/My head was pounding by the time I woke. It was surprising to wake up, especially with the way Rolfe was panicking earlier. However, I didn't remember how I got to the bed. My body felt weak and tired and my face was surprisingly burning. I touched the nape of my neck and as expected, I was running a temperature. Which was why my whole body felt like I was in a flame. I suppose it was good, considering the sickness eating me inside out, but it didn't feel good. Even in the slightest. The migraine that followed it almost drove me crazy.“I should really get those injections,” I muttered.‘At least you're alive to do it,’ Rolfe huffed. ‘If I didn't take over, you would be dead from high blood pressure.’“If you didn't pull off that stunt, I believe I would be perfectly fine!” I hissed and that shut him up. I was still angry with him and I didn't want him to forget that. We weren't on speaking terms yet, so the last thing he should expect from me should be appreciation. I
Last Updated : 2024-11-26Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Mate
/-Raven-/I don't remember much of what happened, but seeing Declan underneath me, cushioning the fall, was shocking. Wasn't he the one that just pushed me off? To be fair, it was Rolfe I saw, but it didn't really take out the image in my head. They were the same person and I wasn't sure if I was angry or not. Was Rolfe so wild that he got anything he wanted without Declan's permission?If that was so, then the bathroom thing could have all been him. I didn't even know if to stay angry or not. I got off him to check if he was okay. That was a very terrible fall and having him grab me like that in midair was totally unexpected.My heart stopped almost immediately at the sight of his blood-soaked shirt.“Declan?” I shook him slightly but his eyes remained closed. My heart was racing as anxiety seeped through me. Did he hit something while falling? Was he badly injured?“Declan! Please open your eyes… can you hear me?” I shook him but there was still no response from him. I didn't e
Last Updated : 2024-11-27Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Stranger
/-RAVEN-/“This is not a joke, Raven,” Asaiah pointed out. “If I remember clearly, you had your men abduct me, drug me and bring me here against my will and now, you just expect me to accept you are my mate simply because you said so?” I asked him. His expression fell. He knew I was right. Good for him, maybe now, he would let me go. “I think I understand what the problem is now. You don't fully understand who you are. That is why you are finding it difficult to accept this,” he said instead and I stared at him in shock. What did he mean by that? I knew who I was. A wolfless fire-breathing assassin who just happened to release fire anytime she was having an adrenaline rush. No big deal. “I will help you understand who you are. I am certain that by the time you realize you are a vital part of our existence and how powerful you are, IronClaw would be a mere distraction,” he said. I was stunned for a minute. “Okay, let's take this slow…” I started as calmly as I could manage. “My
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! The plan
/-Hannah-/“How is he, doc?” Tim asked. “Responding to treatments. He is still unconscious but he will be fine. We'll neutralise the poison,” He answered. Relief washed through me. I was glad that the fall didn't kill him, that would have been horrifying. As I stared at him, I tried to pick up his breathing. He looked so white that he could pass for a corpse and his lips had gone completely blue. “Thank you, Doc. Please do your best for him,” Tim said. “Definitely.” Tim signalled Francesca and I to leave the room with him. “Thank you, Tim. Without you, we would never be allowed to see him,” Francesca said with an air of gratitude. I nodded in agreement. We came earlier to see him as soon as we heard what happened but the doctor's denied us access until Tim showed up and took us in with him.“You're welcome, my Lady. I would have allowed you to stay longer but the Elders are coming and they… well, it's jsut tough to be around them when they are paranoid.” “So what about Raven?”
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Escape
/-Raven-/He didn't let me out of his sight. Even for a second. It was as if he knew I was planning to escape.When he wasn't with me, he had guards stationed outside my room and they followed me everywhere I wanted to go. I couldn't just attack them because you know… they were fire-wielders and all… fuck, dragons! Whatever they called themselves. I didn't know what they were fully capable of but it was absolutely foolish to underestimate them. So I sat in my room, thinking of another way. My windows were barred, which means no escaping for me.Just then, there was a knock and the door opened to reveal a group of servants. The maids marched into my room, each carrying a set of clothes, jewelries and shoes. But it wasn't the gifts that caught my attention. It was their dressing style. Long white gowns with beady veils falling across their faces. Even the maids who came to serve me food dressed the same, only that their dress was blue.An idea crossed my mind immediately. “My lady,
Last Updated : 2024-11-29Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Fear
/-Raven-/I turned around to meet those fierce amber orbs. I should have locked in, maybe I would have had a bigger chance of perfecting my escape. Or not.“Fine! You caught me!” I said dryly. Asaiah strolled to me, “Care for a walk?” “Outside the palace? Yes,” I answered. He walkd ahead without offering a response to my sarcasm. I eventually followed him.“What do we do to make this place more comfortable for you?” He asked and I stared almost blankly at him. “I don't want a situation where your movements will be restricted because you are always planning to escape.” “If you're not going to let me see Declan, I advise you stop wasting your breath because even if you keep me in chains in my room, I will never stop fighting to get back to him,” I shrugged.His steps faltered and I knew my words hit him hard. I wanted to apologize but he was my abductor, so… no thanks. “Fine then!” He said suddenly, catching me off guard. “I will let you see Declan but on one condition.” The littl
Last Updated : 2024-11-29
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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.
