All Chapters of Prince Alpha's Rejected Maid: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“Yes, Noah. The species isn’t new, just modified. Like an evolution supposed to happen in say next 50 years, happened in a year. If it stops here, they may never be able to create a force hard to defeat. But yes. As a geneticist, this is huge. To an extent, commendable.” Ashleigh looked impressed.He envied, once again, the clinical detachment. “Thank you, Ash.” He rubbed her back, the affection of old friends palpable. “Vanessa is smart. The street smart we don’t have.” By we, she meant scientists, holed up in their lab all day. “You noticed, huh?” A rhetorical question, the way he tucked her in the crooks of his arm left little room for question. “Everyone did. You can’t repeat mistakes.” He felt the wisps of hurt still between them, she was referring to herself and him. They had been more than friends once.“I won’t.” He placed a chaste kiss in her hair before letting her go.“Did you tell Simon?” He asked, gathering his things, ready to finally present this to his dad. Disple

“What?” His orders were so final otherwise that he need not repeat them twice. Slow down, she doesn’t know how this works, his wolf was grooming itself right now. Waiting for the human to not push her too far, too fast. He got up and kissed her. She latched onto him like she was just as starved. Impossible, he thought. But he kissed her back with same rigor. Then gently, “Allow me this yeah? Get on the bed kitten.”Some fog, like she was drifting on the surface of water, and if she reached down with her fingers, she could dip her hands into one earthy element from another element. He picked a chair and sat in it on the foot of her bed. “Scoot back.” She did. Sitting on her back she admired him taking his shirt off, a barest hint of smile playing on his lips. She was too mesmerized to summon an outwardly reaction, her hormones taking over at the sight of planes of his abdominal muscles and thick shoulders leading to forearms that held scars from claw cuts. She wanted to kiss them so

“Rudiger executed some changelings, because he thought they were causing trouble with the humans, hunting the village cattles. They had to move back into the forest, deeper into the woods. He was embarrassed. For all his boasting, he never can get things done, can he?” This would work. Walter would eat this up. He did, he lapped it up with feline glee in his dog eyes. “Rourke helped him cover it up?”Desmond needed another crime to hold over Half Moon’s head. He was fishing where he shouldn’t be. Flynn’s loyalty was to the pack that had rescued his family right from the mouth of a beast while Communion called an unprovoked attack a dispute. So they could wash the responsibility off their hands. “No. Rourke doesn’t know they have been executed. And Rudiger didn’t flash it obviously. He was trying to hide he had become so desperate to preserve discipline, he had to kill lesser beings to prove a point.” According to the protocols laid down by Communion, no packs were allowed to punis

Many have been robbed of their desires to dream in the white expansive hallways, thought Vanessa. When Gregory Flynn had left her here, the day glared in her memory like the shining light. It had changed over the course of time. The colors no more rendered lifeless, they had purples and yellows. There was more chatter, kids playing and roaming around, a healthy rush in their free rush along the corridor. But it had been so different for her and Carmen Flynn. Both contained in a room. A child of seven, confused, terrified and all this place did was remind her how the safety of a the new pup would never overshadow the nurturing he needed. “Hey Vanessa!”, Kris, a five foot three lady, heavily built came speeding towards her with her arms wide open. Oh no, she thought. Kris was showing all her teeth, that meant ecsta

‘She is here.’ Yes, I know. The man and wolf prowled down the elevated boxing mat, yet to become a ring and walked towards the entrance. Mikhail left still complaining how Noah never hurts him when he gets him good, as if he can’t take it. Mikhail could take anything he dished out, but he’d rather his Beta be in a perfect condition if need arose.Right now the only need that arose was to kiss her. Her sweat only ever highlighted her scent. But he would never tell her that. Why was she sweating? His personal chores had been nil today, considering how it was still dawn. His eyes razor sharp, he searched for her on the ground in complete darkness, the wisp of sunlight wasn’t much help with the thick trees. They were good protection detail, thats why he had never thought of planting them elsewhere. Her smell drew closer than ever, still no Vanessa. She liked to tease him. Infact he liked her playful, her reticent prowess peeked out when she thought she could do him one better.His should