All Chapters of Alpha Dalton: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Cassandra’s point of view: No other man had ever had this effect on me. Not that there was anyone before Alpha Dalton. I’d never even tried getting into a relationship with someone. It was forbidden to be in any kind of relationship with the opposite gender. The Moon Howlers were quite strict about that rule. And that, I told myself, was the only explanation for why I responded to him as if I was a drowning woman and he was the only one who could throw me a lifeline. I had this seething desire and had wished that I would find my true mate that I would get to meet him and not be entangled in the pack’s politics and the Moon Howlers’ binding rules. But alas! I shifted urgently against him, reveling in the sensation of every inch of his sinfully hard body pressed so exquisitely against every inch of me. My heart raced more so than before as I heard the unmistakable catch of his breathing. Then the hot, still slick feel of his mouth again as I matched his kissed stroke for stroke, urg

Cassandra’s point of view: After Millie ate her fill of cookies, she helped me put the other batch of newly baked cookies in a box that we kept stored in the fridge. All the cookies came out delicious, yummy even. Millie’s giddy smile while she was snacking on them said it all. “Uncle Dalton loves cookies too, and he is very fond of chocolate.” Millie revealed once I had her cleaned up and well dressed in another set of clean clothes that Delilah had packed in her bag-pack. “Really?” I found it hard to believe that Dalton had a sweet tooth. He didn’t seem like the kind of person who enjoyed sweet-tasting foods. Millie nodded. “He’d steal chocolate from my cupboard when my mom isn’t looking.” Woah! Dalton was stealing chocolate from a kid? That was not good. Does he really like chocolate that much? “It’s our little secret.” Millie added in a soft voice after a moment as if she wasn’t sure whether she could share this secret with me. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anybody.” I reass

Dalton’s point of view: When I reached the pack house, the living room and dining area were filled with pack members. I breathed in deeply, trying to pull the calm around me into my lungs, my heart but it did nothing to quell the seething unsettling emotion within me. Cassandra’s scent lingered around in the living room area. That was the last place she’d been to, then, why was her scent the strongest in the kitchen when she wasn’t there? My eyes searched the kitchen, looking for the woman who had my wolf and I completely under her control. My eyes faltered on the backdoor which led to the back of the pack house. That area was only used for parties held for special occasions. What could she be doing there? Was she hiding from me? I pushed the backdoor open and stepped outside on the overgrown grass. I winced at the crunching noises the grass made with each step I took forward, following her trail of scent. It disappeared when I got to the dense forest which was restricted to e

Cassandra’s point of view: After spending the whole night thinking about the conversation I’d had with Dalton back in the forest, I was feeling so worn out that the first thing I did after I was done babysitting Millie for the day, was to throw myself in bed. It didn’t take long for me to feel the lack of sleep get to me. I was on the verge of closing my eyes when my bedroom door was pushed open. It was Dalton. And, he was dressed in a black suit and a white buttoned up shirt. He had his hair well groomed. He even had his beard trimmed into a neat five o’clock shadow shape for a smart look. The first thought that crossed my mind was, he looked damn good! I swallowed. Steadied myself as my eyes raked over his figure. “Why are you dressed in a suit?” I made a face at him, pretending as though his presence and his hotness in that suit weren’t affecting me. Yeah, not at all! “Do you like it?” He raised an inquisitive eyebrow at me. A smirk riding on his perfect pink lips as he sl

Dalton’s point of view: I was dying. There was no other way to describe it. This unparalleled pleasure that crashed over me and all around me made my wolf stir so much to break free that controlling him was way beyond my capability. Cassandra’s mouth felt hot, clever and wicked. And even more urgent that it had been in every one of my futile fantasies that I’d imagined in the last few days I’d stayed away from her, even while I’d thought that staying away from her would be best but after knowing that she was my destined mate… The way she licked me, tasted me and sucked me down there proved to me that she, too, couldn’t get enough of me, and that she, too, had been waiting for this moment. I know that she wasn’t as hypnotized by the mate bond as she’d been before. She wasn’t completely under its control as I was. I had already surrendered to it ever since I learnt that this thing luring us had been what our species once knew as the mate pull. She knew what she was doing. And, eve