All Chapters of Caught by the Alphas: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Luciano povMy wife, no, I mean our wife, is an absolute nightmare hidden in the body of a Goddess. Sometimes I wonder if our Seth mastered the ability to look completely clueless, naive and innocent just to fuck with us. And now, out of all days, this had to be the one when I'm stuck alone with my pregnant woman while the rest of the guys left for the town. Sure, we need to stack up on some food if we want to keep Seth safe until the due date, but she's been totally busting my balls about everything and everyone. To make matters even worse, because, of course, there has to be more, one of our sons called her, and apparently, the boy is sleeping with some super cat my wife just has to meet, no matter the consequences. If there is any God, he or she will help me because I swear, I'm so damn close to smashing my head against the wall until I break my skull and paint the wall with my brain, as ever. "Luciano Vincent, get your ass over here and help me put on these socks before I poop

Sarah povI stare at Lazarus as if he just grew another head in front of my eyes. All my life, I've been told that men can't hold themselves away from what they want, from what they desire, and definitely can't fight their nature. Yet, here he is, a perfect example of how it's possible. Out of all men, Alphas are the ones who have the most intense animalistic instincts, and somehow, Lazarus still stands here and offers me a choice despite everything I've ever been taught. I gulp and shake my head. "No," the word leaves my lips as a whisper, so I clear my throat. "I might be nervous because this is my first time, well, it will be my first time sharing my body with two men at the same time, but I want it. It's one of those fantasies I've always been too scared to fulfil, but I trust you both. I know that you and Lenox won't hurt me, so I want it. Please." Lazarus keeps staring into my eyes as if he seeks even the tiniest bit of doubt or fear, but I assume he can't find it because he

Luka povGetting into my brother's territory ends up to be a pain in my ass. And the worst part is that the reason behind problems isn't even his guard posts. Lazarus men are more than happy to let me in, yet my own struggle to let me through the massive gate since I didn't bother to change my orders. I did tell them no one was to exit or enter my district unless those were trade people, but now, at least they know that I'm out of there for a while. Now, as I drive up the driveway to his pack house, I wonder what I could tell my brother to make him believe the news I'm delivering. I know he wouldn't answer my calls, regardless of how persistent a caller I might be, so coming here is my last resort. Once I'm close enough to the main building, I park my car and get out of it. Judging by the smiles and greetings, I can only assume my brother hasn't made me the nationwide enemy in his pack, which is good, no great, sign. Though usually, I'm excited to see my brothers, today, I lock th

Luka povSarah's embrace comes as a surprise, but that isn't nearly as shocking as Lenox's arms around me are. He's not cursing me out, screaming about how much he hates me or trying to land a punch to my jaw as that warrior did. No, Lenox holds me in a tight embrace, so damn close that I find it challenging to breathe. Once Lazarus fades from the view, and so does the warrior, Lenox lets go of me. My brother grabs my face in his hands and carefully inspects my face. I don't say a word as his eyes take in every bit that might be damaged. There's nothing but worry and fear flashing in his eyes. I hold my breath when Lenox brings his forehead to mine and lets out a shaky breath. "Thank God you're okay; I should kill that fucker." He whispers as he closes his eyes. "And I deserved that," I chuckle to brighten the mood, but Lenox instantly opens his eyes and glares at me as if I were crazy. "Fuck you, Luka, you didn't! Whoever that cunt was, he better pray to his forsaken gods Laz wi

DeAmes povI recall the days when I sat in my office, sipped on the finest of wines, and listened to the most beautiful symphonies while my servants rounded me, bringing everything I asked. Those were the days when I enjoyed my life and gladly took everything it had to offer. From luxury cars to the most beautiful women. Back then, I used to attend grand balls and mingle among the wealthiest of society members: the Council, the highest of Alphas, and the Alpha of Alphas himself. I still remember it as if it happened yesterday and how excited I was when the Alpha of Alphas wanted to see me. Out of all guests that night, he invited to his office only me - Marcus DeAmes, a mere demon hunter, who managed to make a name out there not for the skills, but the profit. And yet, I didn't care that much why someone as powerful and high standing as him wanted to see me. I was too blinded by the power a name could bring to one to ever consider there might be something that a usually secretive