Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha Blake: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

✨✨✨Fated Mates: The Primords Pack SeriesBook 1- Alpha BlakeBook 2- Beta TylerBook 3- Alpha Kaiden (coming soon)✨✨✨ 🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️ Selene "Selene.....Selene, where are you?" The sound of my mother's voice brings me out of my trance. My mind had traveled away, back to my thirteenth birthday. Back to the day when our first shifting ceremony had taken place. I'd always been the kind to isolate myself away from everyone. I didn't like being in the company of others, especially in the presence of other girls. They all seemed to want to get close to me for one thing only...to get close to my twin brother Tyler, and his arrogant best friend, Blake Landon. Blake is the next in line to become the alpha of our pack. My brother Tyler, as he says, will become his beta. That day, I had gone out to walk by myself. I loved taking long walks through the forest, it's just so peaceful. The feel of the ruffle from the branches, the crinkle sound of the leaves crushing under my feet, the warm

❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺 Selene   So let me fill you in, on what's happened,  the last five weeks since I've been back. I found I'm mated to Blake Landon. He's Alpha, and head honcho to our pack. Yes, he proposed to me the night we reunited, after we had amazing sex. Do I feel he's in love with me? I know so! even if he tries to fucking deny it... I see the way he drools over me. I dress sexy in front of him on purpose to provoke him, especially when we're alone. When I'm out of the room, he usually demands I go change or there are consequences. He hates another wolf's looking at me, giving them an evil stare. When I want him to take me then and there? I protest to go change because the consequence is just that, he loses control and takes me, claiming me his, again. Whether it's in his office or our room, it doesn't matter, he'll rip my clothes off and takes me. He demanded my things got changed from my room to his room. Which ho

🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️🐺❤️   ✨✨✨✨Two weeks before going to meet the allied packs.✨✨✨✨   Blake   I woke up earlier than usual today. I need to meet with the pack elders today. I needed their opinion on something that has been bothering me lately. As alpha of my pack, it's my duty to maintain everything and everyone safe. I have been going through our archives lately, and there is something I just find so fascinating about learning about our own pack history... Who they were, and what they did, everything just seems so surreal and tantalizing to know about our own history. But..... The more I read, the more I realize that something isn't adding up. According to the archives, five years ago we had dozens of our women named warriors, but as I began counting the members we have lost and the ones still alive, we still have two women missing. They were never recorded, no name, no description.... nothing but a number count, an

Selene's POV    Blake returned earlier than usual from what I had thought today. Usually, when he says he has a meeting, he is gone all day. But today he returned mid-day, and he looked a bit disturbed and concerned.    "Hi, Ty, hi sweetheart. Are you hungry? Would you like me to make you something to eat?" I asked genuinely happy, standing from my seat to greet both.   I kissed Ty on his cheek, and he returned the gesture by placing his hand over mine and giving me a warm, but melancholic smile in return. I squint my eyes a bit, narrowing my eyebrows.    He looked away and walked towards Jazzy, kneeling before her. He turned her chair a bit and hugged her around her waist. She wrapped her hands around him, glancing over me with the same curious concern I had in the pit of my stomach. 

Third Person POV Knock knock "Sweetheart let's go.... we have a long way ahead of us. We need to be on our way now." Blake called to Selene as he opened the door to his bedroom, looking as dashing as ever. Wearing his black tailored tuxedo, with a white buttoned up, and a blue tie, loosely left done on his neck.Selene sat at her vanity, combing her hair with her fingers as she tried to finish up her lipstick in a plum red matte finish. She wore a simple black A line dress, with a round neck line, and a mid knee slit on the back. She smiled at him, getting up and grabbing her black pumps off the ground."Sorry, just about finish." She called out to him, with a bright smile. Ever since the day of their conversation about the treaty, she had felt a tremendous weight lifted from her shoulders.