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Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Let's catch it
Raven’s POVDeclan’s silence was maddening. I watched as Hannah glared at him, waiting for some sort of response, anything that would validate her anger. But Declan remained still, his gaze distant, almost disinterested in the scene unfolding before him. It was almost as if he had already decided what his stance would be and nothing would change it. His lack of reaction only seemed to make Hannah more frustrated.I could feel the anger simmering beneath her skin and it was almost amusing. The way she stood, fists clenched at her sides, her jaw tight with fury. It wasn’t hard to tell that she expected me to be at the mercy of her wrath. She had that aura of entitlement that came with being close to the Alpha.But Declan wasn’t interested in her theatrics. It was a strange sort of relief, but it also made me feel strangely isolated. I wished Declan would just tell her to back off rather than stay silent. Even though I could deal with her myself, I still wanted him to. “You little…!” He
Last Updated : 2024-12-11Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Arrested
/-RAVEN-/ “Mate!”The words escaped my mouth before I realized what I'd said. My wolf growled within me, excited, as the minty scent intoxicated me. No! No! No! This can't be real. There had to be a mix-up. The moon goddess couldn't possibly do this to me. It has to be a trick! Here I was, on top of my father's rival, hands clutched around a silver blade, raised in the air to gut him in the glory of our pack, the Bloodfang Tribe… But somehow he was my mate?My hands trembled as those silver eyes fluttered open.I had barely recovered from the shock when he flipped me over, trapping me underneath him. A dark smirk played on his lips, “Hello, little mate.” My body tensed at the electrifying contact. I could easily have performed a thousand counter moves to get back on top but my brain and my body betrayed me. He knocked the knife off my hands, pinning my hands above my head. “Lady Ariella of HallowClave or perhaps you prefer Raven Ampleton, Alpha princess of the Bloodfang Tribe
Last Updated : 2024-10-17Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! The Letter
/-ALPHA DECLAN-/I woke up feeling like a king, or rather, an alpha. The memories of the previous night's encounter with Raven flooded my mind, and I couldn't help but grin. That woman was something. I'd had my fair share of crazy but Raven was different. Thought of her occupied my mind. After a refreshing shower, I made my way to Raven's cell, curious about her morning mood. She was ready to gut me last night. Who knows maybe she'll be willing to have tea this morning. As I approached, her angry voice echoed through the corridor."Let me out of here, you beast! I'll never submit to you!"That's a no to the tea then, I thought grinning.I chuckled, anticipating the sparks that would fly between us. The attraction we shared was the realest thing I've felt in a long time. "Good morning, sweetheart," I said, leaning against the cell door.Raven's eyes blazed with fury. "Don't call me that!""Ah, but it suits you perfectly," I teased, admiring her tangled hair and sleep-creased face. The
Last Updated : 2024-10-17Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! The Engagement
/-RAVEN-/I paced the back and forth in the cold cell, my mind racing with escape plans. Every plan I could think of had a blind spot that would definitely get my ass caught. I needed something extreme. As time went by, it was starting to feel like I'd been locked there forever. The guards' silence was deafening. I could hear them and smell them so I knew they were there. I'd asked them repeatedly about the letter, but they just ignored me."Any update on the letter?" I asked again, trying to keep my voice from showing my frustration.The guard, a big man with enough beard to make Santa Claus envious, grunted. "No questions. Just eat your food."I glared at the stale bread and watery soup. My stomach growled, but I refused to touch it. If they wanted to kill me, then a sword through the heart would have been preferable, not food poisoning. I refused to die shitting out my guts. Just as I was about to ask again, a hissing sound echoed outside the cell, followed by multiple thuds whic
Last Updated : 2024-10-17Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! The ultimatum
/-RAVEN-/I paced my cell, convinced Declan was lying. Eric would never betray me like that. Never. Eric was the most incredible man I've ever met. He was noble and trustworthy. This kind of behaviour was beneath him. Determined, I scribbled another letter, pouring my heart onto the page. Declan must have torn up the first letter out of spite and had his people draw up the fake wedding invitation. He could have convinced me with the Ampleton seal but any moron could forge that with the right tools. "My dearest Eric,I'm trapped, but my love for you remains unshaken. There are some nasty rumours—never mind about that. I'll escape, and we'll reunite soon.Yours always,Raven"As I finished writing, Declan walked in with a smirk on his face. He eyed me then his eyes shifted to the letter. His expression changed but the annoying smirk stayed in place. "Another love letter?" he teased. “Who knew you were such a romantic?" I glared angrily at him. "Just take it." My eyes grew vicious as
Last Updated : 2024-10-17Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! The deal
-RAVEN-As Eric Ampleton often warned, my pride would inevitably lead to my ruin. Declan wasn't someone to be trifled with. Behind all that charisma and pleasant smiles lurked a ruthless, cold-hearted man.And here I was, practically serving myself up on a silver platter. My gaze shifted to the towering man in front of me.If I wasn’t shackled, I could have easily taken him down with something as small as a penknife. Though, his axe seemed designed for someone far beyond average.“So…” I attempted to break the silence. “Do I get to deliver a solitary speech, or are you just going to lop off my head?”There was a brief flash of amusement in his eyes, though curiosity was more dominant.“It’s not too late to reconsider,” his rough voice exuded such overwhelming masculinity that I momentarily questioned my decision.He had promised a quick, painless end, but was it really worth it?Without warning, he lifted the axe, and I flinched. Dying hadn’t seemed all that terrifying until this very
Last Updated : 2024-10-19Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Mistresses
/-Raven-/On arrival at the slave chambers, I was met with three other women. I was tempted to walk back outside and ask Tiny Tim if they were all Declan's slaves, but I remained rooted to the spot. The hostile gazes they cast at me were already a huge clue pointing to the fact that they didn't want me here. Good thing, because I didn't want to be here either."That's her?" The blonde in a silky white dress asked."Definitely. Lisa said she had full, messy red hair and calculating green eyes," the brunette responded like I wasn't in the same room with them. The one with dark hair walked to me."I'm Othelia, nice of you to join us," she introduced warmly. I made to take her hand but she retracted it. "I'm sorry, I got tired," she smiled and the others giggled. My eyes narrowed at them. I wasn't here to play their childish games. "What's your name?""Raven," the blonde responded on my behalf. "Haven't you heard of her? The dreaded wolf assassin. The one who men fear across kingdoms."
Last Updated : 2024-10-21Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Scar
/-Raven-/I sat in the garden, staring at the dark starless skies. The moon was nowhere to be found. Just plain cold darkness, like my sad miserable life. All my life, I have been caged. Lived by the rules and did all I was told. I trained hard and sought Ampleton's approval in everything, and this is what I got.I shut my eyes, fighting the tears that were stinging my eyes. ‘Have you seen her skin? As rough as a man's!’ Eric's words replayed in my head. I lifted my arms and the palace lights flashed on it. He was right. There were scars all over it, but only one of them stood out. I could still remember that day like it was yesterday. Eight-year-old me, frightened to the bones as he ordered me to jump.Flashback“Please don't kill me… I didn't do it, I swear,” I sobbed, trembling like a leaf before the huge men before me. Their expressions were stern and cruel. Besides them stood the scowling woman, hands on her hips as she glared at me. “You little shit! Are you calling me a li
Last Updated : 2024-10-22
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Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Let's catch it
Raven’s POVDeclan’s silence was maddening. I watched as Hannah glared at him, waiting for some sort of response, anything that would validate her anger. But Declan remained still, his gaze distant, almost disinterested in the scene unfolding before him. It was almost as if he had already decided what his stance would be and nothing would change it. His lack of reaction only seemed to make Hannah more frustrated.I could feel the anger simmering beneath her skin and it was almost amusing. The way she stood, fists clenched at her sides, her jaw tight with fury. It wasn’t hard to tell that she expected me to be at the mercy of her wrath. She had that aura of entitlement that came with being close to the Alpha.But Declan wasn’t interested in her theatrics. It was a strange sort of relief, but it also made me feel strangely isolated. I wished Declan would just tell her to back off rather than stay silent. Even though I could deal with her myself, I still wanted him to. “You little…!” He
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Feelings
/-Raven-/The faint flicker of Declan’s eyelids was the first sign of life I’d seen in days. His lashes fluttered before those misty silver eyes cracked open, bleary but warm. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was blind, and it was so freaking gorgeous. Relief surged through me, making my chest ache. But relief quickly gave way to fury."You idiot!" I snapped before I could stop myself, leaning over his bed. I didn't care if he was Alpha or not. "Do you have any idea how much you scared us? We even had to go as far as seeking a sorcerer for you!"Declan’s lips curved into a faint, lopsided smile. “Us?” he murmured, his voice scratchy but teasing. “Or are you speaking for yourself, Raven?”I froze, my cheeks burning as I struggled for a retort. Even when he was still weak and just barely recovered, he still had the energy to tease me. “Everyone,” I said stiffly, crossing my arms over my chest. “Don’t flatter yourself.”Yet, I felt so warm inside. I didn't know how much I mis
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Awake
/-Raven-/I glanced at Lisa whose face had gone pale as she said the name. Even Tim's expression was confirmation that Lisa was right. It was indeed Diane. Declan suddenly stopped convulsing and for a moment, I was afraid that something might have happened to him. That he was dead. But then his steady breathing assured me that he was still alive.His face was ashen, his breathing shallow, and I had never felt so powerless. Amelia straightened slowly, her expression grim as she stepped away.Dread washed through me as I knew what was coming. Just like many others before her, she couldn't heal him. Yet, I tried to stay positive as she spoke."The curse on him," she began, her voice cutting through the silence, "is bound by blood. The one who placed it tied it to herself with a blood oath. As long as she lives, with her blood coursing through his veins, no one, not even me, can fully break it."Her words struck me like a physical blow. For a moment, I could only stare at her, struggl
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Amelia
/-Raven-/The journey began under a heavy sky, the wind biting at our cheeks as Lisa and I trudged through the woods. The silence between us was as thick as the clouds above, and for a while, it seemed neither of us would break it.I was happy with it, because I didn't even want this woman next to me but circumstances wouldn't stop forcing us together. But, of course, Lisa couldn’t help herself.“I know we’ve never been on the best terms, Raven,” she began, her voice unusually soft. “But I wanted to say… thank you. For what you did for me in the tunnels. If you hadn’t come back…”I cut her off with a sharp glance. “You would’ve found your way out. You’re resourceful like that.”She was taken aback by my words but I wanted the conversation to be over already. I already knew she didn't like me and frankly, I didn't like her too. There was no need for pretense. “No, I wouldn’t have,” she admitted, surprising me. Her eyes flickered toward me before focusing on the path ahead. “You saved
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Diane
/- Raven-/The lock turned and the door immediately burst open, slamming against the wall, and I jumped. My heart raced as Tim stormed in, his face pale, his breaths laboured like he’d run the entire way.Relief washed through me immediately. I was scared that he was in some sort of danger. However, his eyes were not on me. His face paled out as his mouth went slightly agape in confusion. "Lisa?" His voice was sharp, incredulous, as he froze in the doorway. "What the hell? How are you here? I just left you with Hannah!"Oh, that made sense. I would be puzzled too. Lisa whirled to face him, her expression twisting with desperation. "Tim, listen to me! That wasn’t me with Hannah. It’s a skinwalker! She trapped me in a secret tunnel and took my face!"Even though I already heard the words before, it didn't make it less surprising. It sent a trial of goosebumps down my skin every time I thought about it. Something about it just took me back to the roof incident where he was pushing me
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Moved
/-Hannah-/“What do we do now?” Lisa whispered. “Hush!” I snapped harshly. “You need to get away from us, Tim,” I told him.“What? Why?” He asked. “Because we are going to get caught with you by our side and you are going to get punished. It will be a lot easier for you to join them and pretend you were searching for intruders as well than running with us. Lisa and I will sneak to the back,” I told him.Although this situation was totally unplanned and we were cooked if we got caught, it was the easiest way to get rid of Tim. If we managed to get away, we could easily leave without glancing back to see if he was on our neck or not. Tim was reluctant at first but he couldn't deny I was right. “Fine,” he sighed. “You can do that; I'll try to keep them distracted for as long as I can.”“Thank you, Tim,” Lisa faked gratitude but I grabbed her arm and dragged her away with me. The bastard didn't deserve the gratitude of any kind. He only ended up slowing us down instead of actually be
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Safe
/-Raven-/“What do we do now?” Lisa asked me. “How would I know? We're both wanted by them,” I retorted. “Hands on your head now!” The guards ordered and I glanced at Lisa. We couldn't let these people take us in. We had to fight– I mean, I had to fight, Lisa was no good. She only knew how to look pretty and create a ruckus where none was needed. “Didn't you hear me? Get on your knees now!” He growled.“What do we do, Raven?” Lisa panicked. “They don't look very friendly.”I rolled my eyes at her. She was visibly trembling in fear now but when it was time to threaten me to stay off Declan, nothing could possibly scare her. “Keep quiet,” I hissed, my eyes darting around for anything we could use to our advantage. The guards were closing in, their heavy boots crunching against the gravel. Lisa clutched my arm, her nails digging into my skin as if holding onto me would magically make us invisible.“We surrender, okay?” I said, raising my hands slowly, palms outward. Lisa shot me a c
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Not so lucky
/-Hannah-/“Lisa?” We immediately froze. Shit! Shit! Shit! Where the fuck did he come from? Didn't he have somewhere to be and how long has he been following us?“Lisa!” Tim's voice rang out again. Lisa and I exchanged glances. There was really nothing we could do in this situation, other than convince him to let us go. “Tim,” Lisa's voice shrank into something I couldn't recognize. “You're here?”His face remained stoic, clearly he was unimpressed with the little show she was just trying to put up. I guess she thought he would forget that she rejected him before Declan, the elders and other guards.“Please don't turn me in,” she immediately fell on her knees, surprising even me. “I was afraid of what the Alpha would do to me, that is why I lied. I didn't mean to hurt you, Tim. I swear I didn't, please don't hand me over to them,” she pleaded.“What are you doing out here? How did you break out of your cell? Did you do that to Othelia and the guards?” He demanded. Before I could
Dear Alpha, You Are Not My Type! Caught
/-Raven-/“This doesn't make any sense. How are you here?” I asked but she merely let outa weak muffle.Right! The tapes. On a normal day, I would have been glad to see those tapes around her mouth because she just happens to spew nonsense every time she opens her mouth, but now, I needed to know what the hell was going on. I yanked the tape off her mouth and she let out a wince. I proceeded to loosen the ropes as well. “I know it hurt. I did that on purpose,” I told her, in case she was expecting some form of apology. “Though I'm certain you wouldn't be waiting for me to apologise since she had no problem hurting Tim.”“Raven…” she called weakly. “Help me out of here… please…”“Oh, I would love to hand your ass over to the guards, but I'm also a criminal, so… no. Tell me what you're doing here. Did your bestie turn on you? You both were just discussing how to eliminate Francesca. From what I see, there was a change of plans,” I taunted. “Not… now,” she breathed weakly, struggling
