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I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Red Lights...
Aimee’s P.O.V“I didn’t even get your name—” I ignored the strange guy as I pulled the skirt of my dress up to my knees and shoved through the crowd in pursuit of Logan.A weird smile danced on my face as I recalled his hurt and sweltering expression. Alpha Logan wasn't all cold? He got jealous because I was talking to another man! Oh, so cute. My stomach knotted as I’d never had anyone get so hot and bothered for me. “Wait up!” I gritted, my voice barely audible above the music and chats as I tried to follow his long strides. He walked so fast I could barely see his head through the clusters of bodies.Why was I going after him, though? I wondered as I pushed someone out of the way. I did nothing wrong, so why don’t I just leave him salty? Why did I care so much about his opinions about me? Why did it matter?My feet came to a halt as a blast of wind steered my hair—which had come loose earlier—into a wild dance around my face. I realized I was now outside the building.Streaks of l
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Take Me To Hell, Alpha!
Aimee’s P.O.VWaves of desire rendered me useless as he used the hand on my neck to steer me into the room he unlocked and deposited me on the bed that sat in the center.Aside from the red lights, I couldn’t take in anything else as my eyes blurred and my heart pounded furiously. I think I was going into heat. I tried to fight it but when I lifted my lashes, Logan was staring down at me—no hint of amusement on his face, just stark, primitive hunger and an implacable determination in his eyes that sent alarm feathering down my spine.I jerked my head as the door opened and a beautiful woman stepped into the room, instantly going on her knees.“Welcome to my Harem,” Logan growled, foiling my attempt to scramble off the bed by coming down beside me and pinning me to the mattress with insulting ease.“What are you doing?” I tried to scream, but my voice came out as a breathless whisper as he wrapped a hand around my neck. Then his other hand feathered down to the strap of my dress, and I
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! The Aftermath Of Chaos
Aimee’s P.O.V The room smelt like sex and blood, and I sucked in air through my mouth to hold down the contents of my stomach. Goosebumps dotted my skin as I sat—knees pulled up and arms wrapped tightly around them—in a corner of the room, far away from the places Logan or Nancy had touched. Since my dress was ruined, I only had Logan’s jacket to cover my nakedness. My wolf had detached from me after Logan marked and left with Nancy in his arms. For the first time, I missed her nagging, missed her goofy smiles. No matter how much I tried to mind-link with her, she kept shutting me out. Was she hurt? Yeah, probably. But I’d warned her not to grow too attached to him. I refuse to beat myself up about her. She’d bounce back in the long run and would be stronger. The silence in the room roared loud, matching the thumps of my heart. Was I numb…in shock? I didn’t know.A yawn escaped me just as the door was pushed open. “Aimee?” I snapped my head to the side on hearing Beta Damien’s voic
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! I lost...you?
Logan’s P.O.V I opened my eyes and instantly regretted it. The light was like a thousand needles piercing my skull and this strange fucking beeping noise was a siren in my ears. Fuck, what did I drink last night? I lay still for a moment, hoping the pain would subside, but it only grew worse with that fucking beeping noise. I groaned, reaching for the device, only to touch something soft…and warm. I turned to my side and saw a woman lying next to me, her blonde hair covering her face. She was naked, and so was I. Shit, who the fuck was she? Staring closer, I noted a mark on her neck tinged red and fresh. Wait! What? A mark! A fucking bite mark! I bolted upright, almost falling from the bed. A wave of nausea washed over me and I rolled over to the edge of the bed, dry heaving. The sounds I was making seemed to stir the woman awake and spiders crawled down my spine as she wrapped her arms around my naked back. “Are you okay, baby?” Her voice felt like nails scratching over a cerami
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! I think I'm losing my mind...
Aimee’s P.O.V I walked down the hall, my mind a web of confusion and anger. I couldn’t believe what I had just witnessed. Logan, my mate, who literally kidnapped me from my pack, forced me to remain with him or bear his child, introduced me to his business partners as his Luna, had just asked me who I was like he didn’t know me. And then followed another woman into his room. “Hey, Aimee…” I choked on a breath as Ella placed a hand on my shoulder, jolting me upright. “Good Gracious, you scared me!” I clutched my racing heart. “Sorry, if this is not a good time, I could come back later.” Her face fell and she turned to leave. I hastily reached out and held her finger. “No…Tell me what happened.” Her shoulders straightened and she turned to me with a flourish. “I found a few things on that Nancy woman…” I couldn’t believe I was back in the club. Memories assailed me and for a brief moment, my senses swam and Logan materialized beside me and wrapped his hands around my neck. “Aime
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Not losing my mind.
Aimee's P.O.VI blinked my eyes open, feeling a sharp tug on my scalp. I reached for the source of the pain, expecting to find a tangled knot of hair, or a loose thread from my pillow. Instead, I felt something warm and flurry. A pup? No wait, that pup? I lifted my head and saw the adorable little monster holding a clump of my hair in its mouth. It looked at me with wide, alarmed eyes, then dropped the hair and ran away, leaving a trail of saliva and strands behind it. I sat up, confused and startled. Where does it come from? How did it get into my room a second time? With everything that had been happening, I didn’t feel safe any longer. I looked around and saw the window open, letting in the morning breeze. Maybe it climbed up from outside when I saw sleeping? I sucked in a deep breath and shrug into a robe. It was probably nothing and I was overreacting. As I cleaned up in the bathroom, the events of the previous day played in my head. From the conversation I had with Ella’s sou
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Funny Little Guy
Aimee’s P.O.V “Who are you?” I blinked hard, unsure if I should approach whoever it was but I was saved from wondering when a figure emerged from the darkness. Oh, it was a little boy. His face was streaked with dirt and the ragged clothes on his body did little to cover his stick thin limbs. Although he looked tired, his dark eyes were filled with precaution and vigilance. Uh, why would there be a child in a dungeon? There shouldn’t be any guard so insane to lock up a child, right? I thought and then flinched when I recalled the stories Damien had told me about Logan. I guess weird shits happen in the Ridge Pack. Trying to strike up some conversation, I asked. “Hi, little guy. Who are you?” He shrugged and casually leaned against the wall. “I am your father.” What? My mouth formed the word but only a breath fell through my lips. Why was I cursed to be mated to Alpha Logan? Since the day he brought me to his pack, all I’d come across were weirdos and strange people. How could thi
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! The investigation
Ella’s P.O.V I tiptoed towards the bed—a habit perfected from years of living in hovels and orphanages—hoping not to wake anyone in the maid chambers. I was exhausted from the long day and all I wanted was to curl up under the covers and forget everything. I reached for the thin blanket, but before I could pull it over me, a deafening crash made me jump out of my skin. I gasped and looked around, my heart back flipping in my chest. Glass shards glittered on the floor, reflecting the moonlight. The window was shattered, leaving a gaping hole in the wall. I felt a cold breeze on my face and it made my blood run cold with fear. “Who’s there?” I shakily called out and grabbed the knife I always keep under my pillow. No answer. “Uh!” I gasped as a shadow fluttered past the window, my heart slamming hard against my ribcage. “Who…who’s there?” still same as before. No, if anything I wouldn’t let them catch me first. Summoning every bit of my courage, I tightened my grip on the knife and
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I'm Not Yours, Alpha! THANK YOU ALL
And we've have come to a definite end for these characters. If you got to this stage of the book with me, thank you so much for hanging on.I really do hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing.A little honesty tho, I had a lot of wtf moments while trying to build a cool male lead. With his backstory of abandonment issues, Logan seriously was out of control and I got overwhelmed a couple of times thinking of ways to make him cool... I kept thinking how do I make this guy lovable by my readers cos lol!!! I live for y'all honestly. Maybe it's my BPD, I just feel like this isn't my best or isn't up to par... I don't know (cue in y'all's reviews lol)A BIG Sorry to any of you who dropped a comment along the way saying the storyline wasn't what you wanted. any mistaken words would be cleared up once the editors resume.Thank you once again for reading and following my books.Lastly: This book led me down a path of self discovery and I realized that the world of werewolves wit
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Epilogue
"Who have we come to say hi to again, Daddy?" Taylor inquired glancing over her shoulder at her father who towered above her. He lowered his gaze, beholding the captivating green eyes of his daughter, which mirrored his. A smile played at the corners of his lips and stretched them until his pearly whites greeted the twin, who had a look of inquisition etched to her face. "Well," he began, placing a hand on her shoulder and softly squeezing it. "Grandma," a chuckle that sounded like a rumble from the back of his throat slipped out of his mouth at the question. Taylor lowered her head, returning her eyes to the tombstone that had the name, "Elaine" engraved on it. Her eyes scanned for when her grandmother was born, and when she saw it, she snapped her gaze to her twin sister, Carla. Both girls crouched in front of the tombstone, dropping off the flowers their father had purchased for them. "What killed grandmother Elaine?" Carla asked, throwing a glance of inquisition over her shou
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! The Final Showdown
"When are you going to take this off?" Aimee giggled, lightly touching the blindfold placed over her eyes. It was double-folded so there was no way she could see through the material. Curiosity had her senses piqued and she wondered where they were headed as she could feel the vibration of a car's engine beneath her."I have a truth to show you, Aimee, and then you choose." Her professor's voice came back all mysterious and dark, making Aimee roll her eyes.It might end up being another surprise like the one he'd given her a few days ago. That had been one of the happiest times of her life. Lily spent the entire day with them and when she left, she left with the promise not to tell a soul of Aimee's location. "But I wanna see now!" She whined, trying to peek through but stopped when she felt the pressure of his hands on her thighs."Stop." He murmured. "Just a little while longer.""Fine. A clue though?" She begged, shrouded in darkness."Hmmm." He hummed thoughtfully. "Do you trust
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! The Break She Needed
“This is perfect.” She adjusted her sunglasses, trying and failing to move around on the sun lounger. The sun was just right, cooking her skin into a smoothed light brown. “You are perfect.” Came the deep masculine voice next to her. She blushed. Hard. Compliments never seemed to come short from him.“Do you want more of that?” he pointed at the coconut milk she’d been sipping since they arrived at the beach on the private property.“Nah, I’m cool.” Her eyes, hidden by the glasses crinkled at the sides from the grin that appeared on her lips. She couldn’t remember when last she felt this happy. Something she thought was never possible for her after everything. “You’re thinking, Aimee.” He sang, making her chuckle lightly. “Remember our promise.”“Fine. Fine. Sorry.” She muttered, leaning over to reach for the sunscreen but she was too far from it. if she could just move her legs so she would be able to…“There. I got you.” He grabbed the bottle and handed it to her. As she took it,
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! I Feel Like I'm Drowning
Logan woke up with a start, the jarring screech of the alarm cutting into him like a meat-saw slicing through bone. His eyes fluttered open groggily, staring at the dull ceiling above him as cognizance slowly found him.Fuck. Another day. Another day has dawned. Without her.He showered quickly, got out and as he wiped the steam from the mirror, he took his reflection in with a pathetic blend of disappointment and acceptance. His eyes were hollow and drawn, vague blue-black rings forming semi-circles beneath them.“Maaateee.” He whispered, as he leaned both hands on the sink, trying to say the word the way Aimee used to say it to him. “Maateee.” He knew it was pathetic. But fuck, there was a big hole in his chest that refused to fill up. He shook his head and a sigh rose to his lips.You have got to pull yourself together. Fucking hell he had to. He couldn’t afford to lose his shit like he had that day. No, he had to be strong.He roughly rubbed a towel into his hair, collecting the d
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! I know you love me, Logan.
Aimee was sick with worry. She moved her wheelchair to and fro as she counted the hands of seconds with the clock as it ticked by. Where was Logan? He had been gone before she woke up and when asked, Damien said he’d gone to take care of some pack business and would be back before noon.But it was already 7pm in the evening and there was no sign of him. Her heart felt heavy at the thought of what he could be doing that would keep him out this late. She even felt worse because she couldn’t go out to look for him. Her legs were pulsing with pain from how worried she was too. She just felt extremely miserable and lonely. Damien had stayed with her for the most part of the morning but when he tried to kiss her, she’d told him to get out of her sight. He didn’t even seem apologetic after she brushed him off. Aimee knew Damien had changed, had gotten colder and brazen. Anything she tried to talk to him about Ella, he was really cold and gaze little information. He was searching for her, all
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Hired Surrogate Omega
After he finished speaking, he took his jacket and wanted to walk towards the door but his vision was so blurry that he could barely see his own fingers held in front of his face clearly..Seeing him like this, Ethan didn't feel comfortable to let him drive, so he hurried over to help him, his eyebrows wrinkled in disgust.Logan’s body began to heat up, and an indescribable sensation pulsed through him."Go to the room upstairs,” Ethan said, supporting him to stand. “You can’t drive in this state.”Logan suppressed the impulse in his heart and said that he had already guessed that he was just not only drunk. Something else was going on.Ethan also noticed it, and his eyes flashed coldly, "Such a problem actually happened in my place! Should I call the doctor?"The effect of this drug was very strong that Logan shook his head, his tone was painfully suppressed, "Take me to the room..."Ethan didn't dare to delay, and helped him out.Nancy’s eyes lit up in the corridor as she saw them s
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! The dirty Plan
“Bruce had a change of plans.” Nancy said, plucking at a loose thread on the hem of her dress. She always seemed to only wear dresses. “But I’m going to turn it into my favor.”“Hmm,” Ella said disinterestedly, “What’s that?”“He agreed to my plan of drugging Logan and sleeping with him.” A smirk twisted the sides of her lips. “Bruce thinks I’m only just going to pretend to sleep with him while he takes videos and have it sent to Aimee. He doesn’t know I fully intend to conceive of a child for his brother.”“Where does this put me?” Ella suddenly snapped, her eyes alight with irritation.“I didn’t ask you to rush ahead and turn yourself into a fucking rogue with a bounty prize over her head.” Nancy snapped right back. “Anyway, once I conceive of his baby, Logan will only care about me and then once I have him under my thumb, I’ll make him let you back into the pack and Aimee is yours to do with as you please. Do you still want Damien or you’re done with his bullshit after everything?”
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Just Let Me Hold You
But she was wrong. Logan was trembling from lust. It was sick but seeing her staring at him with such innocence like the first time he’d seen her was driving him crazy. He didn’t want her seeing him getting hard while he had put her on a wheelchair."Oh, oh, fine..." Although her heart was spasming like crazy with hurt, Aimee did not hesitate and tried to control the wheelchair to move backwards, but the wheelchair was not obedient at this time. She tried hard for a few minutes, but she was still spinning in place.She could feel that Logan’s gaze was getting hotter and hotter, like a thick flame that was going to burn her whole body and more tears pooled in her eyes. She was just a crippled omega.She was so flustered that she didn't dare to raise her head and look at him, her face was as red as a boiled shrimp while her eyes were soaked.Gritting his teeth, Logan had no other choice. He threw off the duvet that covered his hard as nails dick and stomped over to Aimee. He stopped rig
