All Chapters of Death To The Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~Ivy POV~Enzo watches me from the living room couch where Haley is sprawled on his lap giggling at the tv screen. Now and then, she will look up and mutter something to him, and he will look down at her and touch her cheek. Twice now she has thrown glares in my direction. It’s been like this since I ran into the alpha two weeks ago. Strangely enough, she hasn’t laid a hand on me since then, nor has she been using me as a go-between when sending her sweet little love letters to Enzo. Bella now has the great honor of doing such tasks. I have been able to see James, as he has asked me to call him, only a handful of times since our initial conversation. He is different from what I thought he would be, and I’d be lying to myself if I didn’t confess that I enjoy his company. James seems to be someone with immeasurable patience and zero tolerance for violence. It is still strange to me that he isn’t seen much during the day in his own pack, but then again, the more I get to know him, the

I sprint the entire way until I hit the little pathway and then I smooth my outfit and knock on the door, asking for Sarah as David instructed. She shows me around and tells me I will help her with basic cleaning and kitchen chores, like preparing food and serving it when necessary for the duration of Haley’s absence. “I am off for the evening, so you will be in charge of making dinner and having it ready for when the Alpha arrives in an hour.” My eyes bulge at the thought of cooking a full meal and I try to beg her to stay, but when I turn around, she is already gone.“Shit.” I busy myself with pulling out the chicken slated for dinner tonight. I stare at the pale raw bird, then search for a plethora of spices. I have never cooked a chicken before. Not a whole chicken like this. I mean, I’ve eaten roasted chicken before. I’m not a stranger to good food, but… this chicken is giving me the creeps.Ironic, I know, considering I just killed an asshole in the woods and a little raw chi

James swoops in and takes my lips, hungrily searching and kneading my hips in a motion that continually crashes me into him and his apparent desire. His hands dip now, and cup my ass giving me a rough squeeze, making me squeak in surprise. He doesn’t back down as he launches his hot tongue into my mouth, mingling our lips in a flurry of need and lust. I can feel my heart pattering loud in my ears and my wolf is silent. Though she once used to enjoy our moments with James, she is now hiding, holding back, and the realization has me on edge. I try to coax her out, to let us just enjoy the moment for once, but she refuses. She is conveying to me that my actions are my own and she washes her hands of it. My wolf does not approve of my feelings or relationship with James.I gasp out when he lifts me, guiding my legs around his waist as he turns to back me against the wall, slamming me hard. The wind knocks out of me and he growls in want with the sound. James’ hands knot in my hair, yanki

~Enzo POV~I was raised training to protect the alpha and his family. I have trained since the day I was old enough to run. Every day since that moment I have done nothing but keep my promise to protect the alpha’s family, even if the only remainder is the very thing I crave to make my own. Years were spent learning to push aside emotions and make calculated decisions. Logical ones that aren’t driven by something that could make me make a mistake. Something like love. And at the first sign of possibly losing her to another man, I decide to tell her I want her. Basically, I’m a fucking idiot. A love drunk, needy, jealous idiot who apparently has no control over his emotions anymore. Which just made this mission of revenge more dangerous. I slipped up. When she asked for help, I should not have kissed her. I never should have allowed myself to sleep next to her in any form other than wolf form. Yet, here I am walking myself into the room that keeps me from her because I couldn’t just

“I wish there was a better way to prove it to you,” James says, giving me a wary look.His fingers twitch like he wants to reach out and pull me close. I’m relieved when he doesn’t. The problem with his statement is that the mate bond, on my side of things, is completely nonexistent. I can feel a pull to him.Yes, I find him attractive and I know I like him more than I should, but that has to do with him and not the mate bond. I could fall in love with and want him, but when I turn twenty-one and meet my mate, it would be as though I feel nothing for James—if he isn’t my real mate. There is no way for me to determine if what he is saying is true or not. “I am just supposed to believe I’m your mate?” I ask him, my voice breathy. “Are you sure?”“I am sure.” he chuckles and shakes his head. “I’m drawn to you, unlike anyone else. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. Ivy, I’m not making this up. I can feel it tingling in my bones every time I am near you. You were