All Chapters of Taming Alpha Rhye: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Rhye had been looking for the witch for days. He had her right under his nose and let her slip through his fingers. That won’t be happening again. His gaze roamed down her body, and he grunted. Taking his suit jacket off, he draped it over her shoulders and buttoned it up. He brushed her soft cheeks with the back of my hand. "I burned the sounds of your screams of pleasure like a brand in my memory. Rhye shrugged, pretending it was her decision while knowing full well he'd have to kill every fae who dared to attack her again, but her... He might as well throw her over his shoulder and bind her up if she complained. And right now, he couldn't let her go. She needed to stay with him and he might be as selfish as Dimitri, but he would risk his life again. He would do everything to let her stay. They didn’t know she would be ambushed by some low-life fae. Had he known, he wouldn’t have let her walk out then. Fuck, he probably wouldn’t have fucked her. He would have taken her that night

Rhye’s thumbs fumbled over the ridiculously tiny phone in his hands the next day. In many years of this never-ending hunting of witches and demons, he still wasn’t used to the technology they used. It was the largest one on the market, and it was still too damn small. Spellcheck fixed the numerous errors where his large fingers pressed the wrong key, or worse, multiple keys, while he sent a quick text to Joseph, demanding an update on the search for the Fae.With dawn on the horizon, it was his brother’s turn to tail Livia, but watching her taillights disappear sat like a lead weight in his stomach. He didn’t want her out of his sight.The woman never listened to him, and he just wished she would. Livia insisted on going back to the gym and to her own lair to investigate, and he couldn't do anything about it but tail her.For a Fae from the nearby region, that was disconcerting on many levels. The Fae were known for being exceptional fighters. They were cunning and brave, strong and s

Though Livia couldn't see the threat through the shadows, her intuition flared as the sinister sensation she’d been feeling increased tenfold. Realizing whoever was out there knew she’d spotted them, and enjoyed the hunt, she narrowed her gaze and aimed her gun low. As if the game had officially begun, the fucker took off through the trees, heading straight for her. She waited for a good shot, then fired twice. The low, masculine grunt of pain told her her aim was true, but it didn’t stop or even slow them down. Before she could fire again, the faint sound of a shot rang out, echoing through the trees a moment before she felt a sharp prick in her neck like she’d just been stung by the world’s biggest fucking wasp. Re-aiming before the pain had even fully registered, Livia pulled the trigger in quick succession. She got off two more shots on pure instinct before she removed a hand from the gun and reached for her neck. Her fingers grazed the feathered end of a dart. Oh, shit! A mot

Coughing to try and cover her snicker, Livia murmured, “Don’t take it too hard. Assholes don't like anyone. Not even me.”Rhye dipped his chin in affirmation, like that made him feel better, punctuating a wink with a smirk. “See? Definitely not a pancake lover.”That surprised a chuckle out of her. Rhye grinned with her, looking delighted, his eyes sparkling.“I filled up his food and water dishes before we left.”“Thank you,” she murmured, then frowned at herself.No thanking your kidnapper. Jesus, I really am losing my mind.She still didn’t understand what the hell was going on here. Had he abducted her to… woo her? That didn’t actually seem that far-fetched for him. He hadn’t made any move to hurt her, and hadn’t threatened her in any way. Instead, he’d cooked her breakfast, fed her cat, and packed her an overnight bag like this was a sleepover.Cheerfully lying to herself that the feeling in her stomach was disconcertment, and most definitely not butterflies—because who the fuck

With speed and precision of his own, Joseph reached up and slammed his hands together, snatching the knife out of thin air just as it sliced into his lower lip, damn near cutting it in half. The tang of blood burst over his tongue and immediately began to pour over his beard. His palms stung just slightly from the cuts now marring his skin, but the brief pain did nothing to stop the arch of a brow or the corner of his lip from tugging up in a crooked smile. “Well done, little witch,” Joseph praised. Rhye’s confused gaze shot to him upon hearing the endearment. Joseph ignored him, entirely focused on the shock filtering across Livia’s beautiful face at the realization of what she’d done. And who she’d done it to. “Oh my god, Joseph!” Livia gasped, her eyes widening now that she registered who had walked through the door. “I- I didn’t mean to do that.” “Of course you did,” Rhye replied happily, just as impressed as he was. His brother’s eyes glittered with amusement, taking in the b