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I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Wake up
Logan’s P.O.VThe world was no longer spinning when I latched my eyes open. The first thing I registered was the slight weight pressed against my chest, then the beeping noises of the machines hooked to my arms and then holy shit, my mate’s heart-wrenching sobs for me to wake up. Wait… My mate… Aimee Moore. I fucking remember her now.I closed my eyes back and pretended to still be unconscious because why the fuck not. It had been way too long since I felt her warmth pressed against me and as weak my body still was—yes, I am man enough to admit I was weak as fucking hell—my dick couldn’t help but stir awake.How I badly wanted to flip her over and take her mouth in a kiss that’d show her how much I fucking needed her, how much I’d missed her feeble attempts at fighting her desire for me before giving up control and—fuck me. I was here thinking about fucking my mate when she’s crying for me to wake up. The thought almost made me bark out a laughter but I reined it in. Twisted maybe. Bu
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Logan! Remember me!
Aimee’s P.O.VStartled by the knock, I jerked free. Still for a long moment, I couldn’t tear my gaze from his face. “Aimee.” His husky tone made my nerves jump. Then he leaned closer and lapped up a dry trail of tears. His tongue felt hot and wet on my cheek, and my core throbbed in response. How could I find that hot? As he ignored whoever was at the door and moved his hot mouth to the sweet spot at the nape of my neck and gave a long suck, my heart stopped, realizing I’d wanted him to kiss me like that for a long time, to explore every part of me with his mouth, but I refused to submit. This just had to be as a result of the raging mate bond. Besides, Nancy was still in the picture and I had no idea what he wanted to do with her now.So I pushed away from him like his nearness burned me. His eyes held mine for a brief moment, then released me and Logan strode angrily toward the door. Shaken, my heart racing, I ran to the long windows, parted the drapes, and looked at the sparkling c
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Hurting her.
Logan’s P.O.V Don’t lose it. Don’t fucking lose it. These mantra were what my wolf was growling in my head as I scanned the paper on my desk. But their content meant nothing to me. At least not now. Numbers, words, fucking graphic images of death. All fucking irrelevant. All a distraction from the real problem. And the real fucking problem was standing next to me, talking nonstop about what I couldn’t even bring myself to listen to. Damien. My fucking Beta. My brother from another mother. My traitor. Betrayal burned in my chest and as I screwed my eyes shut, his words came into concentration. “Alpha, we managed to get some information from one of Bruce’s cell-mate back in the Northern Region and they…” the slight pause in his words, the trembling note on his voice as he said they, it was as if he knew he crossed a line and I could no longer keep them in. “How fucking dare you?” I bared my teeth as I lunged at him from across the table, knocking the damn thing over in the process. “
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Closed my eyes and died.
Aimee’s P.O.V:Angry and humiliated couldn’t begin to explain how I felt as I stumbled out of the Alpha’s mansion, into the dimly lit porch. My eyes hurt so much from crying, coupled with the fist that slammed into the right one last night after I moved my things into one of the maid’s chambers at the Beta’s Tower. And even now they welled with tears that stung the bruise around them.I'd never been super rich or lived a princess dream but the life I led back in my pack never prepared me for the harsh realities of omega maids in other packs. The Alpha’s mansion was a paradise compared to the dingy and dirtied rooms at the Beta’s Tower. The room I was shown into stank and the single mattress that lay at the corner of the cold cement floor was bed-bug ridden and just plain disgusting.Not to mention that the warriors and the guards of the pack distributed the women amongst themselves according to the wing you found yourself. Ella was in the North wing where the Beta’s favorite maids wer
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Empty eyes... Soulless minds.
Logan's P.O.VGuilt ate at me as my mate stormed away from my study. I ached to go after her and make everything right but a cutting glance at the witch hanging off my arms told me it was a bad idea. but for how long could I keep this up? I mean I could just torture out the truth from Nancy but I knew it wouldn't get me the answers I needed. Nancy was a witch and except I was ready to burn her on a stake--which was most likely to kill her--she wouldn't give me the information I knew she had on Bruce. My hunch never failed me and this time it was telling me Nancy had everything to do with Bruce's escape from the Northern prisons. After getting rid of the clingy witch on my arms, I instructed Damien to head back to the tower for Aimee. Something tugged at my gut and the hairs at the back of my head were standing on end like a premonition of some bad omen. Even Kevin was restless in my psyche and I chalked it all up to the stress I've been under. Then I shoved it all into a mental b
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Beta's wrath
Damien’s P.O.V “Sit down.” I said in a deceptively calm tone, leaning against the doorjamb. Staring into her defiant gaze, cold rage boiled in my veins and I wondered how I ever thought of Ella as innocent. “Damien, I…” She started in a weak voice but I cut her off with a deathly glare. “Don’t you dare say my name and sit down, dammit!” She blanched and a nerve jumped in her neck before she lowered herself onto the edge of my bed but she didn’t lower her gaze. Anger and bitterness burned in my chest but unlike Logan, I didn’t know how to lash out, how to express exactly how I was feeling with my actions. A curse and also a blessing if you look at it from different angles. I had a special trait of keeping my cool, no matter how I truly felt so this made me a natural peacemaker and a silent killer. The type of person that’d creep up on you without you having any idea of what they’ve gotten in store for you. But at the same time, my general exterior and calmness is exactly what made
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Safe Hands, Huh?
Ella’s P.O.V Please…kiss me back. Please don’t hate me. I can take anything the world shoves at me other than this look of repulsion on your face. I cried silently as I raked my teeth over his lips, trying to force them open. I was crushed against him, feeling every inch of his body on mine. I could barely draw a breath, but I didn’t care. I wanted him to consume him, to erase the pain and the guilt that haunted me. He was my salvation, my damnation, my everything. Damien was mine, and I would fight anyone who tried to take him away from me. And Aimee tried.She could have chosen to be a rogue. She was strong. Somehow, she’d have found her way back to her pack. But instead, she pretended to be a damsel in distress and took what was mine. I should have been the one he marked. Damien should have looked a
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Rose Emblem
Logan’s P.O.VRed. Red. Red.No matter where I looked, that was the only thing I saw. I should have killed more. Five of my men weren’t enough. But a retrospection to the night I spent in the cage grounded me and I slammed my fist into my desk. The damn thing didn’t even budge. Fucking mahogany.Closing my eyes for a brief second, I peeled them open almost immediately as images haunted me. My lungs tightened as if a rope was wrapped around them, causing a vicious pounding behind my lids.Blood. Bruises. Hatred in her eyes. “Thank you.” I tasted ashes and bitterness on my tongue. I had absolutely no fucking idea what went down in the Beta’s tower, having trusted Damien with dominion to take care of the affairs involving the warriors and maids but he failed me. He had one fucking job, to make sure no harm comes to Aimee, yet… I punched my back into my seat.The past few hours were the hardest times I’d ever gone through. Interrogating the maids and forcing them to tell the truth without
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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
