All Chapters of Taming the Alpha Twins: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

         Helena could feel the excitement raise among the wolves with her. This always happened when they anticipated a hunt. This was no different. She didn’t need to worry about them getting carried away with this hunt. She knew her people were too well disciplined to do anything stupid. They wanted her captured, not dead or missing. They also needed desecration in this situation, this close to roads in a different pack’s territory.         “Bethany, you’re on to something here. Keep looking, I know it. Right now, let’s see if we can get the guilty party here and now.” Bethany couldn’t help but admire Helena and being able to keep her mind on this job while her loved ones dealt with other things at home. She wasn’t sure if she could do that herself. If Alfred was in a crisis like this, she’d be moving heaven and earth to fix it. “Natha

         Asia marvelled at how little she knew of the pack as a who and as an individual. No one found the time to talk about their past or just relax and enjoy the company of pack mates. Everyone was too busy trying to keep their heads from being ripped off for another day.         Now she sat with many of the pack, and they were discussing what they individually needed from the pack and as a pack what they would need. It was still a basic thing needed to live. They’d not faced what they’d need in the future yet. No one was that far along.         Asia absorbed the information. From wanting running water to warm dens above ground again. Everyone agreed, the random tunnels of before were a miserable failure as a den. She’d found out that Clarence was trying to bring his wolf shifters closer to the ways of wild wolves lived. He beli

Valorie drove down the Main Street of the town since the motel she chose was on the outskirts of the town on the other side. It was perfect since it was well away from the territories of the beasts. She still couldn’t understand how she’d been fathered by such a creature. How her mother sullied herself with him. Or how she, herself, could think she’d be happy with one. Clarence wallowed in his animal nature and revelled in his more violent side. Now, after years of being the one made to feel like she was less than. Her abusers would know the fear of being unable to fight back. The witches who tried to restrict her talent were first. It prepared none of them for what she’d unleashed on them. When it was finished wreaking havoc on the coven, it would go on to the wolves. Hunting them wherever they try to hide. They didn’t deserve to hide in the shadows anymore. Also, if the humans were busy discovering the animals hiding among them, they’d notice nothing she w

Bethany couldn’t believe the amount of things Veronica abandoned. The woman didn’t understand how precious some of these things were. It didn’t matter if they were items a bog witch would use. They still deserved respect, which they didn’t appear to get from Veronica. Her people did their best to box things up respectfully. They needed to hurry, though. The wolves lost Veronica and there was a Golem to thwart, too. She was glad for the wolves to help in hauling the things out. Abandoning true magical items like this was a tragedy waiting to happen. No, it would be taken care of. Either they would find new homes for the items, they’d store other things for safekeeping, and finally safely disposing of the rest. They would have their hands full for a while with this job. Like most witches, Veronica was a collector. Or hoarder, as some would call them. One never knew when something would come in useful and often one item possessed many uses. “Alright. T

Asia was still trying to find a logical plan of where to rebuild the pack without looking like she was walking in and taking over. After all, someone needed to track the work effort and all that. It would be difficult until they could actually build a stable location to work as a hub for the direction of all the efforts. What they needed right now was some kind of assurance that the witch would not return and continue destroying the lives of the Blue Mountain Pack. She could feel how everyone walked about on eggshells because they were nervous and feared the witch’s return. No one here trusted any of the witches. It would take a long time for them to regain any trust. Though she was happy to see the small pups were spreading out finally and play close to the tents. They needed something more stable than tents. Half of their pack was still in the medical centre. She’d encouraged a small group to go to the medical centre and visit their people. She wanted them