All Chapters of Evading the Cursed Alpha: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Killian cursed for what was probably the hundredth time in that morning alone, maybe the thousandth, even. Damn humans and their many festivals! Everywhere was blocked to maximum, a real human traffic all around as naked men ran around, lashing elite, proper women of the ton… women of rank with shaggy thongs, simply because they had been foolish enough to believe that they who were barren would become fertile, and they who had managed to make it to pregnancy would have a safe delivery if struck, courtesy of some silly Lupercalian belief. If that wasn’t one of the craziest things Killian had ever heard, he didn’t know what else was. It was almost eight am, almost six hours after he had discovered than Kendra had snuck out on her own, and the Alpha was worried… for anything could happen in that long period of time. As it was now he was just praying that she was safe, holding herself up like he believed she could. The thing was, even with that belief, he was still afraid that she’d do

It didn’t take Killian long to realise just how unprepared the Dnakle pack were for any confrontation of any kind. They were a small pack, for one, and comparing them to Alaric and his troupes of over ten thousand soldiers, they didn’t stand a single chance. The news he had brought with him had already travelled across the small town like wildfire… how it had he had no idea, since it was only Aiyisha he had spoken to, but there was no telling that the people had just about given up. Aiyisha had brought him to the Pack’s throne room, another large, extravagant place, plushly decorated in hues of gold and diamond, to see her father… because as Alpha of the Pack, it was only prudent that he be made aware of the situation. Killian couldn’t help but be surprised though, for their Alpha was like nothing he had in mind. For one, he was old… very old, and for some reason, he was still holding on to power even though he had a more than capable she-wolf to take over when he retired. The Alp

The she-wolf pulled away at the feeling, a look of confusion gracing her features.What the hell was that?For one, her action had been highly inappropriate for a lady of the ton. The werewolf society didn’t particularly care about harmless physical touches like that, but humans assessed everything critically.There was also the fact that she was supposed to hate this man with a passion— and she did, or at least she tried to convince herself that she still did. But when she had hugged him, offering him her silent sympathy, mostly for the young boy he had been, and what he had had to go through at such a young age, what she had felt had confused her greatly.It felt like nothing she had ever felt before, and she could have sworn on her life that it had happened only because she had touched him… hugged him.Did he feel it too?If he did, he made no indication of it, apparently too overwhelmed with grief.Even though Kendra sympathised with the general— understood him even, she felt like

Kendra woke up with a splitting headache, groaning softly at the uncomfortable pain. It was bad, but not as bad as yesterday’s had been. The last thing she remembered before the pain had become too unbearable was struggling to prevent her wolf from taking over. No wait. Her wolf had taken over. Kendra shot up with a start when that thought registered in her head, a weird feeling of trepidation completely taking over her as she touched herself all over to see if she was okay. She was. She tentatively felt for her wolf in her head, MM, SATED. The she-wolf sighed deeply in relief, but for some reason she thought of Killian giving her a very disapproving gaze. He had warned her about all of this after all— told her that her decision to continue with this quest was quite reckless and stupid, but had she listened? No. She found that she needed him around her to balance her impetuousness out. He was always there for her to prevent her from making reckless decisions after all… but this

Nighttime came too quickly for the blonde haired she-wolf. She was nervous, and you’d be too if you had decided to move onto someone who was intimidating in every sense of the word. Aiyisha hadn’t seen him since noon when she had watched him practice, and that night, for the first time since Killian joined their pack, she didn’t have dinner with him. She needed to get ready— in every sense of the word if you know what I mean. And so she took extra care to make sure that she applied the foul smelling paste one of the she-wolves had recommended to her all over her body— apparently, it got rid of all unwanted hairs, leaving everywhere smooth and neat. She bathed in a mixture of sweet smelling oils to get the foul smell off her body. Everything was fresh and clean by the time she was done— her body clothed in a lovely white dress, so tight and skimpy that even she found it surprising that she was still able to breath, her face smoothed and paled by powder, her lips coated a deep shade