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GAME OF ALPHAS 64. The Fool In The Game.
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Last Updated : 2024-11-24GAME OF ALPHAS 65. Two Distinct Lines
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Last Updated : 2024-11-25GAME OF ALPHAS 66. Can't Breathe
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CHAPTER 67: An Unexpected FacePyra’s POV:The end of our shift couldn’t come soon enough. My breathing was laboured as I and Veronica raced out of the hospital, embracing the cold evening air as it hit our faces. We had been brainstorming, spending most of the day weighing our options—whether Veronica should write a formal request to Luna, asking permission for me to stay with her and her family. It seemed like it was the only way forward instead of staying back in the pack if ever the information about my condition got out. Everything about the plan to request Luna’s permission was great, but there was one looming problem—her father. Would he even agree to this arrangement? It was a question that hung between us like a storm cloud refusing to clear up. The elevator finally chimed and the doors opened to the bustling grind floor, and as we hurried out, my shoulder collided with someone—hard. I stumbled back, almost falling if not for Veronica catching me just in time. I looked up
Last Updated : 2024-11-26GAME OF ALPHAS 68. Shreds Of Clothing
CHAPTER 68: Shreds Of Clothing Natalie’s POV“Get out of my fucking way!” I snarled, shoving a maid to the side without a second glance. The icy wind from the open window bit at my skin as I stormed through the hallway. My chest heaved, rising and falling with so much pressure that I thought it would burst. I kept on replaying the confrontation I had with Maverick in my mind. “How dare he think of leaving me?” I spat, my voice trembling with rage. My hands balled into fists as my pace quickened. It wasn’t just him, no, it was more—it was her!My eyes narrowed as her image flashed in my mind, that wretched ginger freak. Even in her death, she still tormented me, taking the heart of the man I loved. If only there was a way to kill her not once, but a million times, I would do it without hesitation. “FUCK!” I shouted at the top of my lungs, unable to conceal the whirlpool of anger that surged from within. I scanned my surroundings and I was at the edge of the forest. The air was da
Last Updated : 2024-11-27GAME OF ALPHAS 69. The Kitchen Drama
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Last Updated : 2024-11-29GAME OF ALPHAS 70. A Doctor's Dilemma
CHAPTER 70: A Doctor's Dilemma Pyra’s POVUtter silence filled the room. This was no ordinary silence, no, it was the kind of silence that pressed against your chest, suffocating and heavy. Madraya’s words hung in the air like a looming presence, resonating with an ominous weight that seemed to root everyone in place. A sudden cold enveloped me and I could see my breath coming out in small puffs. Suddenly, I felt extremely tired, my head fuzzy and unable to process what she had just said. She knew. She knew everything. Three!My knees trembled and buckled, the room spinning slightly and I stretched my hands out towards the dining chair beside Madraya and sat into it, needing stability before I collapsed into myself. What’s all this? I didn’t want this! No! I never wanted anything like this. I turned my gaze towards Veronica standing by the entrance of the dining room, searching her face for answers or even some semblance of reassurance but… her confidence was history. She wa
Last Updated : 2024-11-29GAME OF ALPHAS 71. Welcome To The Hargrove's
CHAPTER 71: Welcome To The Hargrove’s Pyra’s POV; Mr. Hargrove nodded, his eyes distant for a while. “The father of your children is after your life?” Madraya’s voice once again cut through the silence that filled the room. “Who is the father of your child?”“Oh, please mind your business, Madraya, especially when you’re in my house.” Mr. Hargrove glared at Madraya, but she only shrugged, getting up and walking to the small refrigerator located at the far end of the dining room. She opened it and took a drink of fresh soda. “And who in the hell has your permission to walk into my refrigerator, and take whatever you desire?” His voice was one of displeasure and shock as he stared at Madraya who mindlessly finished the can, gulping loudly as she rubbed her stomach in satisfaction, moaning in delight. I could feel the high level of displeasure of Mr. Hargrove from whence I sat, his face showed it all.Heavens; I felt annoyed too. Madraya’s antics, as usual, were intentionally provoc
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