All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

Anthony suspired, looking at the beast. The being no longer looked like Derek. His face had metamorphosed into an ugly state. A sticky liquid like saliva was dripping from its mouth. There were two horns on his head, and other smaller ones all over his body. His former fair handsome face was also darkened and twisted on some parts. Terribly ugly. He thought."Then let him surface." He said, even as he heard the blue flame minister to him."I don't want to." The monster said."Make me." He added, tightening his fists as he geared up for a fight."Oh sure. I will." Anthony said with a smirk, ignoring the advice of Alpha Peter in his mind to stand down. The blue flame and the energy within him had already told him what to do, and that's exactly what he would do. He wasn't going allow this demon take over his brother. Not wasting anymore time, he threw a ball of blue lightening to the beast but the abnormaly which had been expecting the move, shifted to the other side of the room at a ve

Aiden flew into his house, through one of the many windows, as an owl. He had just finished feeding from the fourth person in a row.The time was 5:30am.Grunting, he shifted to his masculine self before trudging into his room. He needed to sleep in the way of his people, not on some kind of fluffy bed. Getting to his room, he located the tiger foot mat placed at the middle of the room, and bent as he got to it.He removed the cotton material, to reveal a locked secret door.He had a secret basement located beneath the wooden floor where he had stored soil which his brother had brought from home. And it was exactly what he needed now. The soil.Ever since he had found out that the redhead, his lifemate, had been tainted by a werewolf, he hadn't been himself.Yesterday was the worst. He had felt that his heart was about to be torn away from its position. He was confused whether it was because of the pain he was feeling or because the redhead was in trouble.He had disregarded the lat

6:30am, Zipfarah's Palace."Emma, you can't be seen anywhere out of these walls..." Prescott tried to advise Emma for the umpteenth time. She was bending down to fix the lace of the tennis shoes which Lily had brought for her some minutes ago. They were all preparing to meet the Queen. She had called for a royal meeting, which also involved the elders."Prescott, I have to go. He is in trouble." She said, standing up from the bed, as she was done with her dress up. Her eyes stretched far to the horizon of the door, seeking to see Lily or her twin, but her expectations were cut off.Where were they?She needed to be in inner court with the queen, before those elders stomped in. She feared that if she got in any late, they might start up their bantering again which had the ability to take over the whole day."He is a werewolf. You are a human. Of what help could you possibly be to him?" Prescott asked, finding her reply ludicrous."I don't know Prescott. I don't know. I just have a stro

Zipfarah's Palace: 6:50am"Emma, wait up! Prescott do something!" Lily shouted, as she ran after Emma who had left the room when they had been talking about the upcoming carnival; a discussion that had been meant to stall Emma who had been pacing in impatience some minutes ago.But it seems that she had discovered their plans, and had run out of the room, before they could scream bingo!"I said it, and will keep saying it; that girl is no good." Leila muttered, getting up lazily from Emma's bed as she trudged towards the opened door."Aren't you coming?" She asked Prescott when she noticed that the latter was still on the bed, his head hung low. It seemed he was ravaged by thoughts."Prescott!" She shouted, placing her hands on her waist when he lifted up his head, startled at her loud voice most likely."Do you want to scream down the palace?" He asked, jumping off the bed in a second, and walking towards her."I wouldn't have, if you had answered my question." She replied, bending d

Someplace; the same time: A young beautiful lady pulled the long black shawl closer, making certain her hair was covered and there was little to see of her face. Her heart beat so hard she was afraid anyone close would hear. Everything hinged on making the official believe her. Yodar had forged the papers, and he was the best. He could hack any computer, provide information or get it. She didn't doubt for a minute that the papers he created would be in order and pass close scrutiny, but she still had to make the official believe her. The tin building was rusted and looked as if it might fall apart at any moment. A man came forward to meet her, looking solemn as the casket was wheeled ahead of her into the shade of the building. Fortunately the sun was setting and shadows fell around her, helping to make it more difficult to see her clearly. "Your papers?" He asked. His voice was kind. The name on his badge identified him as Rendal Owens. She glanced back toward the small plane sh