All Chapters of Her Destined Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

DELSANRA Why did I want to see him in wolf form? Was it to try to see that he wasn’t just a monster? I wasn’t sure, but I had only ever seen wolves killing… I don’t even know why those words left my lips, but they did, and he seemed to find this all so amusing as he slowly peeled that shirt off his sexylicious body. "Eyes on me, kitten." His words ignited the burning fire within me, and I had no way to quell it… My heart thundered as my eyes dipped to his hands that slowly undid his belt. My chest rose and fell. I couldn’t turn away. If I did, he’d just think he had one on me. I sat back and crossed my arms under my chest. "Do carry on." I said lightly. I crossed my legs wishing that ache that was building went away… but no, it only grew as he unbuckled his belt before kicking his boots off and hooking his fingers into his pants to pull them down. That was when I quickly looked away. I had seen him once as a wolf when those mon

DELSANRA He shouldn’t have come here, since morning, the women who have been coming in have been eyeing him up like he was a piece of meat. To begin with, I thought it was amusing because usually only women are perved at in this manner. But after about the fifth woman, I’d had enough. It became irritating and the way he’d talk to them, take their orders, and flash them those sexy smiles of his. I didn’t miss some of the comments in passing as they asked him for his number, gave him theirs, or simply talked about him. Some women kept ordering things just so they wouldn’t have to leave, and it was just building up inside of me. Now he was over there, I didn’t miss how that gorgeous blonde leaned closer to him, whispering something suggestively, or the way Rayhan looked down at her, obviously paying attention to what she was saying. That was his type, the type of woman he deserved, not someone riddled with physical and mental scars. But why did I even ca

CHRIS I can't believe the Alpha wanted to see me at their own place... The Alpha mansion was huge, and it wasn’t a place that any work was usually conducted. The Luna was precise on that… no work allowed to be discussed on her premises. But today the Alpha had called me regarding work. Since Rayhan had left for his training, me and the girls rarely came to the mansion, or as some of us men joked, the Alpha princess’s prison. Raihana, the only daughter of our Alpha and Luna, didn’t really walk around the pack grounds often. She didn’t train nor did she take part in any of the fighting events. I now glanced around the large garden. The security was tight, there were guards lining the outer walls of the mansion. I knew that was the Luna’s doing because she was still scared of witches. I knew when Rayhan did end up bringing Delsanra home that it was not going to be easy. I glanced at my watch, ten minutes early... Seriously, why did I bother to come here early anyway? I was about to k

DELSANRA The party was in full swing, with teens ranging from fifteen to nineteen in attendance. All the staff were in red and black just like Rayhan and me, to match the theme. The diner had been decorated in reds, blacks and gold. With balloons, streamers, a dessert table and table coverings. Horace’s wife had popped in before we got here to make sure everything was in order. I had gotten a lot of compliments, which I found really awkward; I wasn’t used to them. But the one who looked the best here, was Rayhan… He wore black ripped jeans, black boots and a red button-down shirt with a few buttons left open and his sleeves rolled up. His hair was tied back, and every girl here was swooning over him. I couldn’t blame them. Jane couldn’t keep her eyes off him either and had tried flirting with him several times, but he would refuse her and cut the conversation short. Today he was avoiding the females smoothly, I wasn’t sure if it was because half of th

DELSANRA I had never felt more broken than I did as I walked away from him, glad the rain had mixed with the tears that streamed down my cheeks. Each step felt heavy, the urge to turn and run back to him was fighting me. I didn’t know it was possible to care for someone this much, that knowing I’ll never see them again hurt to the point I couldn’t breathe. The pain in my chest was drowning me and I realised that I had never been happier than I had been in the last few days. The banter, the playful teasing, his subtle flirting… or full-on at times… The way he cared for me… He had made a place in my heart for himself… Yes, in this broken, cracked heart. I wasn’t worthy of his time or feelings, and I was far too broken to give him what he had wanted… but… You know when they say that you only realise something’s value when it's gone… That is true. Right now, I regret not apologising for calling him a mutt or dog. For not telling him that, despite the fact