All Chapters of Alpha Declan Always: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

I don’t know what I was thinking. Strutting my ass right up in his territory, his club, after what I did. Who does that? Who would do something so stupid? Apparently, that would be me, moron numero uno, but it’s too late now; his man, Trent, has already spotted me. Ho boy, and if looks could kill that fine ass man would have been the last thing I saw. I can’t blame him. I give myself the same look regularly.The mirror has not been my friend ever since that day. Still, I stood in front of it for an awfully long time tonight, what with the hundred outfits I tried on and making sure every lash was separated and elongated, every lock of curl in place, don’t even get me started on the shoes. The only thing I didn’t agonize over was my perfume. I’ve worn the same one for years now. My days of perfume whore have long been gone, and that is because of him, my mate whom I walked away from, Declan. He once told me how much he loved this one, and tha

"You are one stupid bitch if you think you can make a move without me knowing about it," Sabin whispered with his nose pressed to my cheek. I was chained to the wall of the basement in my nightgown. I had gone home to my little apartment and cried myself to sleep. Sabin had been letting me live there for the last three months as long as I laid low and wasn't seen by anyone, but I had been spotted by one of his minions when I went to Declan, so I was drug out of bed by my hair and brought here not long after falling asleep. It was a chance I had taken, and I had been caught. I can usually sense when someone is watching me, but I had been so upset and in my head.My sister sat in a chair, whimpering and crying in the corner. That was Sabin's thing; not only would I be beaten or whipped, but my sister would have to watch. This is how he could keep us both under his thumb. At least I didn't have to worry that he would beat Eve. Sabin wouldn't beat his mate as long as

Declan I pushed play and leaned forward at my desk to study the footage of Ava in my club again. I had been obsessed and probably watched it a million times in the past month and a half because something was off. That's not the same Ava that I saw out and about with Sabin.  The Ava I remember didn't have a poker face, and I always knew what she was thinking. That's what I saw in my club, but that's not what I saw when she was out with my brother.  I've been thinking back to when she left me, and something wasn't right about that either, but I was too shocked, heartbroken, and angry to pay attention.  I noticed the Ava with Sabin has a walk to get from point A to point B, but the Ava I remember from two years ago and the Ava that walked into my club that night walked like a sensual she-wolf. She was graceful, confident, and alluring. I had always loved her walk. Even the way she moved a stray hair from her face was sexy.  I

Declan I watched the videos, and that was the worst experience of my life, so I couldn't even imagine how it was for Ava and her sister. I was worried. Ava wasn't healing as a werewolf should, and the last beating she took almost made me come out of my skin. I had vomited several times, watching her go through what she went through. I knew she was still out there, somewhere in pain with injuries. It made me insane that I couldn't just run over there and bust the door down to get to her. "Trent, call Lass and have him station some vampires to watch the pack just in case Sabin gets wind of this and decides to move the girls." "Lasiter called me, and he's already taken care of that." It was good to have good friends. But, that vampire would walk through hell for me, and I would do the same for him. "Goodman! Call the meeting for an hour from now. I need a shower and to get myself and the clues I picked up together." Trent pulled o