All Chapters of The Undead Alpha: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“How fast does your hair grow, alpha?” She dropped the bags and placed her hands on her hips. However, on seeing another person with him, she immediately squinted her eyes. She couldn't sense the wolf within him so she tried to correct herself thinking that he might be a human. “I mean, alpha of the real estate business…” She added weakly not knowing what to say. A small part of her feared that the alpha would so cold her for barging in the room without making sure if anyone else was around or not. Dominic waved at her and smiled, “He knows, don't worry, come in Martha.” Martha breathed a sigh of relief but then immediately raised her eyebrows, “I don't sense a wolf, is he human?” “Well….yes.” While Martha eyed Calhoun with suspicion, he got up and smiled at her, “My name is Calhoun and I am a mage.” His introduction left the whole mansion eerily silent for some time and the only sound one could hear was the faint flapp

Looking at the pile of clothes, he spent a second deciding if he was going to go with his initial choice but then gave up. He was never good with picking clothes. He simply pulled down the trouser he was wearing given by Patrick and wore the black jeans given by Dominic. And then he removed his oversized and worn-out shirt and was about to put on the new one when he heard skylark’s caws. That made him walk to the window where Skylark was as usual hovering over the roof. He had become afraid of Martha and slipped out of the room the moment she had been distracted in pulling out the appliances from her bags. Skylark had seen her walk out but was unsure if she was lurking so he had given a call to his master to check if it was safe for him to come inside. After Calhoun repeatedly assured him that it was fine the bird perched on the windowsill and kept looking at the door and every other corner, expecting her to spring up from a corner and lunge at him at

“I just saw you leave the lunch unfinished so wanted to check on you. Is something bothering you?”Valencia looked at him and responded, “Why do you think he is here? Is he really going to help us?”The alpha folded his hands across his chest and answered, “I think we shouldn’t really judge him based on the bad blood werewolves and mages have had for centuries. He came in our territory, alone and defenseless, after all.”The last line made her think. She hadn’t really thought of it this way. Though she wouldn't give him credit for that. “You left the table in the middle of lunch. At least, finish your meal.”He added to make her feel good. He didnt like sorrow on her face and would do anything to see her smile again.While they were talking they saw someone come rushing at them through the far corner. Valencia squinted her eyes and put a hand on her eyes as the sunlight was da

The thought was absurd but as it was almost a direct command of their alpha, they couldn't openly deny her. As such they only looked at her silently and Dominic came to her rescue. He clapped his hands and spoke, “We are also proud of you all for your support and teamwork in today’s battle. Now, please excuse us as we work on finding why the hcywens suddenly attacked us. Those who are okay please tend to the ones who are injured. Dismiss.” He said and the crowd thinned but everybody kept glancing at the mage who had reverted his attention back to his pet bird who was perched on his shoulder. In the sunlight, he looked even better as the blue shirt complimented the grey of his eyes The bodies of the hycwens lay on the ground, half mutilated with some having their organs scattered all over the border. When all the others left, Valencia stifled a scream as pain shot up her leg. For a second, she thought the pain of the wound had returned but when

Patrick, Dominic's beta, had taken his leave and quickly exited the place before Dominic could call him out for his mistake. Now, fryege carefully pulled out the book from his bag as if it was made of porcelain and held it in his hands. It was an ancient book with a large hardcover and its pages yellowed and delicate.  Freyge showed his asset proudly to the mage who could only stare at the book in shock. “Where did you get that?” Looking at the book, he walked near and flipped a few pages carefully, not quite believing his eyes. It held information on curses, potions, and hexes along with ingredients, where to find them, the brewing process, and a lot more. It looked like an encyclopedia and a guide to being a mage.