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I'm Not Yours, Alpha! See who dies first
Aimee’s P.O.VMeeting your future professor at an exclusive party and spilling a drink on his jacket. Check.Said Professor flirting with you right after. Check.Running out on him because your jealous mate was stomping off. Check.Damage control anyone?“Breathe Aimee.” I felt his breath hot against my ear and the breath stuck even deeper in my lungs.How does anyone breathe in situations like this?“In…out…in…out.” Professor Blackwood sounded amused as he rubbed his hand over the top of my back and why wouldn’t he? Here he was teaching a full-grown woman how to breathe. Thankfully, my brain followed his lead and before long, my lungs remembered how to draw in breaths and I almost fainted with relief as oxygen flooded me.From the corners of my eye, I noticed a woman, slightly older than me, moving towards where we stood.I discreetly inched away from the professor, my cheeks heating as I realized how our posture might have seemed to an onlooker. First days aren't always the best.Si
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Who sent you?
Ella’s P.O.VWe both fell dead silent as the door clicked open. Standing jaw slacked at the doorway was Aimee with tears staining her cheeks. The golden light from the room cast shadows over her face, making her look like a haunted ghost.My heart was beating so fast it hurt to take in the next breath. Had she heard everything Damien and I were arguing about? My stomach flipped and the meal I had earlier threatened to erupt from my lips. If she knew I was responsible for her rape…then all my plans would come crashing down.“Hey…” I whispered past the lump in my throat.She slowly drifted into the room, dropping her bag by the door. “What was that all about?”I looked up just in time to catch Damien’s flinch as though he’d been slapped in the face. His eyes held so much hurt when he glanced at Aimee but when dropped those eyes I’d grown to love on me, they were filled with something that made me taste ashes in my mouth. Hatred, disgust.“Aimee…” he said softly, in a tone laden with ten
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Alpha Logan or Warrick
Ella’s P.O.VThe sharp scent of cheap cologne mingled with a faint scent of garbage stung my nose as I moved past the vampires who thankfully didn’t either notice me or spare me a glance. I’d seen that figure, their footfall had matched mine and Aimee’s.As I moved further away, I felt exposed, my senses on high alert, like a frantic animal about to strike. I knew they’d found me and were here for me but hell if I’d let them take me without a fight. Everyone in the Ridge pack thought I was just pathetic half-bred Ella but beneath my supposed weakness, I was dangerous, not just by virtue of my abilities, but by the need to survive no matter what that burned within me. I drew my jacket tighter around me as I cautiously moved, looking over my shoulders through the quieter areas. A cold breeze whispered danger through the dark, rustling the stray papers and cigarette butts at my feet.My heightened senses instantly fired up once I saw the cloaked figure, picking up every sound: the distan
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Pack affairs
Logan’s P.O.VDamien shadowed me as I stepped into the quiet diner, my annoyance growing at the familiar faces of the wolves of the Blood Moon Pack. As usual, they had chosen to hold the meeting at the east border, whilst claiming Joe’s diner was neutral territory. Pussy, I thought as I swung into the seat at the head of the long table with all the swagger of a lion marking it's territory. They knew better than to take that seat. Damien settled into the seat by the right of me, facing the Beta of the BM pack.“I really do hope this is a friendly meeting.” Ethan Blackwood ventured, his gaze shifting between Damien and I. He was the Alpha of the pack we shared the east territory with. They were on my father’s list of pack’s to conquer and raze but lucky for them, I became Alpha before he got to it and signed a treaty with them. Well, unfortunately for them, it was all coming to an end.“We’ll see.” I finally said, pausing when one of the waitresses approached the table. She opened her m
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Do you remember me?
Aimee’s P.O.VAlpha Logan was here. And he was angry…not angry…he was bursting at the seams with rage. And it…oh goddess, it made my heart tremble with anticipation. Shameless arousal coursed through me, travelling south of my body and Kira was literally a puddle of horny goo in my mind.Was he going to tie me up like the last time? Was he going to rub the slick spot between my thighs and withdraw just when I was going crazy? Maybe I was out of my mind, but the rage that twisted Logan’s lips was the most sexually charged expression I’d ever seen on his face and it was a crazy heady foreplay for me. The sharp line of his jaw and the straight slope of his flaring nose were enough to distract me from the bad news I’d heard earlier.I was so turned on I felt I would burst into flames. My gaze were fixated on his lips as the bass of the club thumped at my ears and it took me a while to realize, he was speaking. No yelling. He was yelling.“What the hell are you doing here?” his words were
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! A new partnering
Ella's P.O.VIt has been a week since I found out Katie was missing and the panic has drained out of me when I got the description of the men they'd seen around her that night.Clean cut, handsome and Alphas. Warrick was none of that. Ugly. SCARRED, were better adjectives to describe him. He was the leader of misplaced rogues and as much as that sounded beautiful, he wasn't doing the world a favor. He blackmailed rogues… minor rogues mostly and used them for his benefits. If you were a boy, you'd automatically become one of his goons but if you were a girl, well he'd sell you off as a sex slave.That was the life I lived before I escaped with Katie's help. She was recruited into Warricks Abyss and we bonded during one of the food fights.Warrick's men liked to do something sick but they found it highly entertaining.Flashback:Amid a barren landscape that seemed to have forgotten the vibrant colors of life, the air hung heavy with a nauseating blend of misery and decay. Broken tents
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Join me for lunch
Aimee’s P.O.VMorning sunlight filtered through the glass panes, casting a warm glow across the room I still hadn’t gotten used to, maybe because it was a huge difference from the one Alpha Logan had given to me before stripping me off my dignity and my…happiness.Perched on the edge of the stiff lump called a bed, the ache in my chest mirrored the weight of my suffocating present. The room seemed to constrict around me, packed with the shadows of memories I couldn’t escape. My heart was a shredded mess, reverberating with the cruel cadence of Alpha Logan’s words—the ones he hurled at me that night with ruthless abandon.I clenched my fists, nails digging into my palms as if to steady myself against the onslaught of emotions coursing through me. somehow I was grateful that he had thrown me out, or how would I be able to stay in that room where every inch of space had been tainted by his presence and the poison he had injected into my heart.In my trembling hand, I held a lighter, its
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! NOTE FOR MY READERS
Hi lovelies, the previous chapter i uploaded yesterday was a big mistake. I uploaded my "draft" for a new chapter instead of the real content itself. My biggest apologies. Thank you for reading and supporting this story! Thank you so so much! I love you! Keep reading and let me know your thoughts!the first paragraph is exactly what i wanna say but the system won't let me upload until the words are more than a hundred. So, i guess we hanging out here till it does lol. Shit, still at 88 words. Okay, 92 now. Bye and enjoy these carefully structured scenarios my brain won't stop feeding me!
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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
