All Chapters of My Mate is the Alpha: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Felix didn't even know how things happened so fast. All he knew was that they managed to get into one of the rooms, just a few doors down where the makeshift operating room was, without taking their lips and hands off of each other. He pressed her body closer to his while Addie's fingers found their way to his dark locks. His heart thumped loudly in anticipation, and there was no doubt that she felt the same way, too. After locking the door behind him, he quickly scanned the room they were in. The windows were in good shape—just slight cracks here and there, but they still blocked the cold wind outside— and there was no bed. In one corner, where it normally would have been, was a large leather couch with patches of multi-colored cloth. Addie looked up at him, out of breath. "Why'd you stop?" "I was just…" he trailed off upon noticing the almost absent look on her face, as if she was intoxicated. He placed his hands on her shoulders and bent down to meet her e

Shiny sedans were parked on either side of the road, standing out in contrast with the shabby surroundings. Further down the street, men clad in black from head to toe were seen roaming around. They seemed to have threatened the residents since nobody else was seen outside, though Felix had spotted a few curious homeowners peek out through their windows. "So, maybe I should go confront them while you two go to Isabella," Dylan began to explain while handing his gun to Lance, holding it by the barrel. He then met Felix's confused gaze and tilted his chin towards the other side of the street where Chester Bennet's men weren't able to comb just yet. "I'll be right with you in a few." It didn't seem like a good idea. Felix looked out the street once more and did a quick count in his head, the numbers almost making him puke. But then again, Dylan had already managed to defeat many of them before, albeit he was severely injured afterwards. "S-Should I…help?" His fa

Addie snuck a peek at Felix who had been wordlessly sitting beside her for the past hour and a half. His eyes were starting to swell from all the crying he did earlier. The sight sent an unpleasant feeling in her chest. Without her realizing, her body moved on its own, reaching out a hand to graze her thumb against his cheek. Felix’s absent gaze snapped back into reality at the gesture. Confused, he slowly turned his head to look at her. “Uhh, why?” “Oh,” she mumbled, looking equally surprised as he was. With a pink blush creeping up to her face, she retracted her hand and chuckled awkwardly in hopes to disguise her embarrassment. “Nothing…I’m sorry.” “No, sorry that came out wrong,” he immediately held her hand and pressed his face against her palm. The warmth emanating from her skin was comfortingly familiar. “It’s alright. I was just shocked.” “Ah, I see…” They sat in comfortable silence by the door of the room where Isabella Hayes was bein

Felix groaned as he walked down the hallway and massaged his shoulder. For the past few weeks, Dylan had been rigorously training him and Addie with shooting and basic combat. Doing the same routine for at least seven hours a day made him think that his muscles were bound to get used to the exercises, but his body apparently had different plans. It didn’t help either that Addie was just significantly better at him in everything, which was admittedly far from surprising given her background. So much for protecting her, huh, he thought while releasing a breath that sounded like something in between a sigh and a bitter laugh. The weather was getting colder but a thin layer of sweat clung to his skin. After fishing out a handkerchief from the back pocket of his jeans, he began reaching under his shirt to wipe away the dampness from his armpits. He couldn’t wait to get a nice shower at last, but upon seeing the door to Isabella Hayes’ room, he automatically stopp

“Wait, what?!” Addie, who seemed to be too engrossed in studying Enzo’s notes, had apparently been listening to them all along since she asked, “Would that be plausible though? You already tried before and failed.” “That was because there was a spy, okay?!” Enzo rolled his eyes at her. “It would’ve been a really good plan if only Amelia Crawford hadn’t been able to manipulate us like that.” “Security’s going to be really tight now that the president’s aware that some werewolves are going after him,” she told him before taking one of the blueprints buried among the hundreds of sheets of papers on the table and presenting it to him. “How about this layout? When did you acquire this? If you base your plan off of data as outdated as this one, you’re going to be f*cked.” “I know, I’m still trying to figure that part out. I don’t have as many resources as I did before anymore.” “So your plan is to blindly march into the estate and wish that the huma