All Chapters of Taming the Big Bad Alpha: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

The pack has been peaceful for the past five days. It pleased Olivera that the people of the Black Shadows pack had been quick to adapt and accept the presence of her people into their pack. Raul had mentioned that she had been a chief deciding factor however, considering that the curse over the pack had been broken. A day after her return, when she had decided to visit Amah whom Vee had mentioned had fallen sick during her leave, Olivera had noticed pregnant women. She had noticed that Nick's wife had been pregnant too. Later that day, Raul had made the announcement of her being the saviour of the pack. Since then, the people smiled whenever and wherever they saw her; including the ex slaves that had chosen to remain in the pack. The abolishment of the slaves’ rule had made Raul's return to her bed more quicker, had made the forgiveness more easier to walk through. She could recognize the former slaves when she saw them, despite the fact that they looked much better now, much healt

Rich had been listening to Caitlin speak, had watched as the latter cautioned Zen lightly; he had seen it in the narrowing of her eyes, and had been attuned to her final results on the experiments she had been conducting for the past few days, when he heard the voice. The voice that turned his life, as he knew it, upside down.Haunting, mystical notes of laughter hung in the air like silver and gold, shimmering with fire. He actually felt the notes; he actually saw the notes, saw the silver and gold dancing in front of his eyes. His mind stopped dead in its tracks, whilst shock ripped through him. Then, his eyes caught the painting on the wall. The beautiful artistic component was edged with red and hues of green. It had been well over three centuries since he had seen anything in color. It was another fate of the ancients he wasn’t exactly proud of. Ancient Males, go beyond their youth to lose all sense of color, to lose their emotions, to struggle in gray bleakness against their p

"Where are we going, Raul?" This was the tenth time that Olivera had asked her mate this question since the latter had suddenly sprung up a journey they had to take before she left the pack with Miriam in three days time. Olivera hoped to the goddess that Raul wasn't bringing the trip up to stop her from going with Miriam to rescue her mother, his mother. Or else she was really going to have it out with him, and it wasn't going to be pleasant. It had taken a two days before he had gotten around her going to the mission, never mind that he had hurriedly conceded to her opinion in the meeting a week ago. It had taken two days before he had tried convincing her to stay back, to let the ancients take care of it. But she had refused. These past few months, she had learned to trust her instincts.And now he was springing up a journey he hadn't brought up in the week she had spent training, strolling with Amah and the other females, getting to know her pack members, helping Jeremy with hi

Olivera and Raul stood side by side, their breath visible in the crisp morning air as they surveyed the location where Raul's father stayed. The sun had just begun to peak over the horizon, casting a golden hue over the abandoned cabin nestled among towering pines. For Raul, this place was a mix of nostalgia and trepidation—a reminder of a father he thought he knew, yet whose acts had shaped so much of his life.As they approached the cabin, Raul's mind flooded with memories he had tried to suppress. He recalled the stories his mother had told him about his father; how he was a charismatic man with a laugh that filled the room, yet always seemed to be searching for something just out of reach. Raul couldn’t help but wonder why his mother had lied. Maybe, If she had told him what to truly expect from his old man, then he would have stayed away from the latter.But then…the woman wouldn’t have known the extent of wickedness that was his father. She wouldn’t have known that the man wou

Raul’s mouth was open as he exchanged glances with a gawking Olivera. Gory’s disappearance had shocked them both. Raul looked at the spot again, before returning slowly to his seat. “Did you see that?”Olivera nodded absentmindedly. She had seen the strange motions of Gory’s hand, but had thought that there were movements borne out of nervousness, not until she had felt the darts that had been directed toward her, that had been stopped by the shield that she had created around Raul and her. What if she hadn’t been proactive? She didn’t think that Raul noticed, since they were surprised for different reasons. Whereas Raul was surprised that his old man had suddenly disappeared, she was surprised that the man’s magic was strong enough to officiate a disappearing technique. If that was so, it meant that the male was practicing magic. It meant that he had lied to Raul again. He wasn’t sick. She was sure that Raul had made that discovery too, if the fisting of his hands were any indicati