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My Alpha, My Enemy A bad mother
Blake's POVI woke to the pale light of dawn streaming through my curtains, casting a soft glow on my bedroom walls. I stretched, feeling the comfort of my warm bed cocooning me, reluctant to break free from its embrace. As I sat up, a sharp knock echoed through the quiet room, pulling me from my sleepy haze."Blake? Are you awake?" Jason's voice, laced with urgency, came from the other side of the door.I threw back the covers and reached for my robe, slipping it on hurriedly as I padded across the room. My heart pounded a little faster. Why was he here so early? I opened the door to find Jason standing there, his expression a mix of concern and frustration."Jason? What's wrong?" I asked, tightening the belt of my robe.He ran a hand through his disheveled hair, a sign that he'd been restless. "Blake, you've been blocking your mindlink from me. I can't hear your thoughts, and it's driving me insane. I can tell something's troubling you."I hesitated, looking away. "I don't know what
My Alpha, My Enemy A call from the past
As I descended the stairs, the smell of fresh coffee greeted me. Jason was in the kitchen, pouring a cup for himself. He looked up as I entered, a warm smile on his face."Morning," he said, his voice gentle. "I made coffee.""Thank you," I replied, taking the cup he offered. The warmth of it seeped into my hands, a small comfort. "I appreciate it."We stood in companionable silence for a moment, sipping our coffee. The morning light filled the kitchen, creating a peaceful atmosphere that contrasted sharply with the frenzy inside me."Blake," Jason began, his voice hesitant. "I know I keep pushing this but you have been restless since yesterday... I can feel it without you telling me... every second, every time you block me out of your head, you can't stop me from feeling what your heart is going through. Are you sure you're okay? I mean, okay?"I met his gaze, the concern in his eyes evident. I wanted to reassure him, to tell him that everything was fine, but I couldn't bring myself
My Alpha, My Enemy Run
******************Blake's POV**************** Being the only wolfless student in a school meant for werewolves is just awful. To be honest, the word "awful" is a bit too simple to express my hate toward school. How do I put it? Oh, right! I got it. "I hate this shitty place more than the hell hole that I call 'home!" Yes, I hate my home too. Let me correct that, "I despise the house I have spent my pathetic life in since I was little." My life is more like a twisted Cinderella story. However, in my case, I'm the step-sister whose mother is nowhere in sight and whose father detests her as much as his wife and daughter do. The truth is, he was more considerable to me when I was little until I hit puberty, and my wolf refused to show up like every teenager at my age wolves did. After that disappointing full-moon night, he became a monster that I fear. But mostly, I detest him. When the limousine came to a stop, I felt my breath cut
My Alpha, My Enemy He's my teacher?
There's nothing weirder than walking into a room filled with male werewolves, taking a shit, or peeing, and I felt my body shut down just by thinking about it. Even though I haven't transformed into my wolf yet, my werewolf gene is quite active, and I had some the abilities like quick healing power and the sense of smell. But fate decided to screw me up and also make my human gene dominant which means that I was a weak being with no powers of speed, strength, and most of the cool stuff that comes with being a werewolf. Drawing a deep breath, I realized that whoever I was in the room with, didn't have a scent, and it kind of freaked me out because only alphas could hide their scent. A couple of minutes went by in silence. Then chills ran down my spine as a cold voice echoed into my ears, "Did you understand what I said, or are you deaf!" The arrogance in his tone made me lose it, and I lashed out without thinking, "I heard you the first time. There's no need to be rude, you know!
My Alpha, My Enemy Thirst
For several minutes I tried to not stare at Nero. But of course, I ended up doing that a couple of times and felt annoyed that I was doing so. But every time his voice echoed into my ears, I felt a strong sensation, almost like I was drawn to him. No! It was like a part of me was drawn to professor Fang, and I couldn't put it in words, but something about him just kept me nervous and yet aroused. It was the weirdest feeling and yet, I was drowning in it each time our gaze met or I heard his voice. My eyes kept dragging back towards his lips each time I pulled them away from him, and when Nero locked eyes with me, I swallowed hard even though it wasn't quenching the thirst that I felt.
My Alpha, My Enemy A good scent
********************Nero POV*************** After stepping on the brake pedal, I pushed the driver's door open and rushed out of the car. Then I headed over to the back door, opened it, and then reached into the backseat for Blake. When my hand touched her skin, my eyes widened with panic glowing in them because she was burning up. Once I had lifted Blake from the car seat, I tightened my grip on her arms and legs before racing with her into my house. A few minutes later, I got into my room with Blake and carried her to the bed, resting her on the mattress. Her clothes were messy with bloodstains, and I noticed that she was in a lot of pain from the look of distress on her face. But there was nothing that I could do for her since she begged me when I was carrying her out of the class not to take her home or to the hospital. So here I was with a student of mine in my bedroom, on my mistress, and taking such a bold risk for someone who I shouldn't be messing with at such a critica
My Alpha, My Enemy An omega first heat
Resting her palms flat against my chest, Blake looked at me and mumbled, "Mr. Fang, why ain't you doing anything, and just looking at me. Don't you want to touch me too?" "Hey," I uttered, frowning at her. "What do you think you are doing now!" "Huh," "Trying to dare me, uh?" Noticing the look of confusion in her ignorant eyes, I drew upward towards her face and said, "I have never felt this way before, especially to a woman because it shouldn't be possible. What did you do to me?" "What? Huh?" Nothing happened for a moment as I lay still, staring at her while she pouted at me.
My Alpha, My Enemy A wolfless Bastard
*****************Luna POV****************** This mansion has never been so irksome and loud as it is tonight, and it is all because of my bastard sister. Since she decided to run away from school, my father has been acting up and having everyone's heart up in their ass. From the day I could remember, I never liked her. But now, I despise her even more and I don't care if she never returns home. That way, she would be doing all of us a favor. I mean, what's the use of having a useless sister who can't even transform like everyone else, even though her faults do me more good than harm. It grew silent for a moment. Then my father robust tone suddenly
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My Alpha, My Enemy A call from the past
As I descended the stairs, the smell of fresh coffee greeted me. Jason was in the kitchen, pouring a cup for himself. He looked up as I entered, a warm smile on his face."Morning," he said, his voice gentle. "I made coffee.""Thank you," I replied, taking the cup he offered. The warmth of it seeped into my hands, a small comfort. "I appreciate it."We stood in companionable silence for a moment, sipping our coffee. The morning light filled the kitchen, creating a peaceful atmosphere that contrasted sharply with the frenzy inside me."Blake," Jason began, his voice hesitant. "I know I keep pushing this but you have been restless since yesterday... I can feel it without you telling me... every second, every time you block me out of your head, you can't stop me from feeling what your heart is going through. Are you sure you're okay? I mean, okay?"I met his gaze, the concern in his eyes evident. I wanted to reassure him, to tell him that everything was fine, but I couldn't bring myself
My Alpha, My Enemy A bad mother
Blake's POVI woke to the pale light of dawn streaming through my curtains, casting a soft glow on my bedroom walls. I stretched, feeling the comfort of my warm bed cocooning me, reluctant to break free from its embrace. As I sat up, a sharp knock echoed through the quiet room, pulling me from my sleepy haze."Blake? Are you awake?" Jason's voice, laced with urgency, came from the other side of the door.I threw back the covers and reached for my robe, slipping it on hurriedly as I padded across the room. My heart pounded a little faster. Why was he here so early? I opened the door to find Jason standing there, his expression a mix of concern and frustration."Jason? What's wrong?" I asked, tightening the belt of my robe.He ran a hand through his disheveled hair, a sign that he'd been restless. "Blake, you've been blocking your mindlink from me. I can't hear your thoughts, and it's driving me insane. I can tell something's troubling you."I hesitated, looking away. "I don't know what
My Alpha, My Enemy Haunting eyes
Nero's PovThe terminal's buzz of activity faded as we stepped out into the brisk evening air. My business partners, Victor and Raymond, chatted animatedly beside me, discussing the upcoming meeting at the resort. I nodded along, only half-listening. My mind was elsewhere, stuck on the strange encounter with the boy named Nicholas.We piled into a sleek black SUV waiting at the curb, and I slid into the back seat, the leather cool against my skin. Victor took the front passenger seat, continuing his conversation with Raymond, who was driving. They were both seasoned businessmen, used to these trips and the high-stakes negotiations that accompanied them. I should have been focused, mentally preparing for the discussions ahead, but I couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity that had struck me when Nicholas had looked up at me with those wide eyes.As we drove towards the resort, the cityscape gave way to more serene surroundings. I stared out the window, trying to piece together why
My Alpha, My Enemy Eight Years
Blake's POVI stepped off the plane, the cool air of the terminal a welcome contrast to the stifling cabin. Nicholas's small hand gripped mine tightly, his eyes wide with excitement and curiosity. We maneuvered through the crowd, making our way to the immigration counters.The lady behind the counter looked up as we approached, her eyes scanning my passport. “Bella Greene?” she called, her voice smooth and practiced. “Yes,” I replied, my heart racing slightly. The name had become second nature, a part of the disguise I had maintained for years.The woman smiled warmly and then glanced down at Nicholas. “And who is this handsome little fellow?”“This is my son, Nicholas,” I said, returning her smile.She leaned forward slightly, her gaze softening. “How old are you, young man?”Nicholas beamed up at her, his pride unmistakable. “I’m eight.”The lady chuckled, handing back our documents. “Well, you have a very charming boy, Bella. Enjoy your stay.”“Thank you,” I said, taking the passp
My Alpha, My Enemy His Luna
Every fiber of my being screamed in agony as I reached out through the mindlink, desperately trying to connect with Blake. But she wasn't there. The connection was broken, severed by some unseen force, leaving me stranded in a sea of darkness, alone."Blake?" I whispered, my voice trembling with fear and desperation. But there was no response, only the echoing silence of my own mind.My wolf paced restlessly within me, its primal instincts urging me to break free from the chains that bound me, to unleash its fury upon the world. I fought against it, struggling to maintain control, but the bonds that held me were slipping, fraying with each passing moment."Nero, snap out of it!" Scarlet's voice cut through the haze of my thoughts, her words laced with urgency and concern. "You'll get yourself killed!"But I couldn't heed her warning. All I could think about was Blake. I had to find her, no matter the cost."I have to get to her," I muttered, my voice hoarse with emotion. "I have to fi
My Alpha, My Enemy The hospital
Blake POVMy body felt cold as I stood naked in front of Jason, opening the mind link between Nero and me. I felt his pain, and it was time for him to feel mine.Jason's jaws clutched, and I could see that he was fighting to restrain himself, but his wolf had always wanted me. Now that I was standing vulnerably before him, bare, his eyes darkened, his gaze burning with a mixture of desire and conflict. I could sense the tension radiating off him as he struggled to maintain control over his instincts. With the mind link open, Nero's anguish surged through me, his voice echoing in my head, "Blake, the guard took Jason away. What are you going to do with him?""Can't you feel it in my body, Nero... I am breaking our bond." I hissed back, the pain was so intense... I could hardly breathe. I could feel his fear, his anxiety, his fear of coursing through my veins."Jason... You and Jason... Blade, kill me before you do this. Blake..." Nero groaned in my head. "Please, just end me now. Don'
My Alpha, My Enemy Claim me
Jason's POVI was startled awake by the sudden commotion, the clanging of metal against metal echoing through the dimly lit cell. The guards burst in, their faces hidden behind stern masks, their intentions unclear. My heart pounded in my chest as they approached, their eyes cold and unyielding."What's going on?" Scarlett's voice trembled beside me, her hand reaching out in confusion. "Where are you taking him? Where's Blake?"Nero's voice joined hers, his tone sharp with concern. "Answer us! Where are you taking Jason?"But the guards remained silent, their grip firm as they yanked me off the chains that bound me. I stumbled, my legs weak from hours of confinement. Fear gnawed at my insides as I was forced out of the dungeon, the darkness of the cell giving way to the flickering torchlight of the corridor."Please," I pleaded, my voice hoarse. "Tell me what's happening. Where are you taking me?"But my words fell on deaf ears as the guards dragged me further away from Scarlett and N
My Alpha, My Enemy Imprison him forever
As my grandfather's question hung in the air, I couldn't help but feel a sense of doubt creeping into my mind. What proof did Scarlett have? Could I trust her account of that fateful night? After all, my entire worldview had been shattered once already today."I... I don't know, Grandpa," I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. "But something just feels off about all of this. I can't explain it, but I can't shake the feeling that there's more to the story than what we've been told."My grandfather nodded solemnly, his expression mirroring my uncertainty. "Trust your instincts, Blake. They will guide our family for generations after I am gone. So remember, as the next leader of our pack, you cannot afford to trust easily. There are those who would seek to deceive and manipulate you for their own gain."His words struck a chord within me. Was I truly ready to take on the responsibility of leading our pack, especially in the midst of such turmoil and uncertainty? Did I even want th
My Alpha, My Enemy Free you
I stormed through the dimly lit corridors of the mansion, my mind a tumultuous storm of conflicting emotions. Each step I took echoed through the empty halls, a stark contrast to the chaos raging inside me. As I reached Loki's cell, I could hear the faint sound of chains rattling, and I scowled.Pushing open the heavy door, I was met with the sight of Loki, chained up in the corner of the room, bruises marring his once proud features. His eyes widened in fear and desperation as he caught sight of me, and he lunged forward, only to be yanked back by the chains that bound him."Blake, please, spare me," he pleaded, his voice raw with desperation. "I... I'm your father. I didn't mean for any of this to happen.""Okay," I said blankly. I didn't feel like hearing his pathetic apology. After everything that had been done to me over the years... what right did I have to pity him or offer even a tiny shred of care to anyone? Even to myself. And certainly not to him. Not after everything. Lok
