All Chapters of The Alpha's Chosen Weak Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~ Raphael ~ He went out of her room, and he needed a strong will not to bury himself in her body more than ready. He was sure that at the moment, he would have died a little bit, so great was his desire. But regardless, he felt that it wasn't the time or the place. An odd feeling, but he was so convinced by it that he had to leave the room before he gave in to damn all the feelings of wrong and imprint her as his. He was also sure that if he had made that step, he would not have been able to be with another woman or leave her. That is why his decision after he let her room was to go and talk with Luna and break the engagement. He was sure that she would not take that lightly. Most of this break, it comes just a few days after it was announced at the freaking ball, but he wanted to be free to conquer the woman who turned his world upside down. With this thought, he went out of the villa whistling. He got in his car and went directly to the castle, where he needed to put things in orde

Selene was mesmerized by the man's golden look and the way he was caressing her with it. She heard Tam somewhere behind them screaming that she would go make the coffee, leaving Selene alone with the stranger in the lobby, having him devour her with his gaze. The movement was a balm over her broken heart. All of a sudden, she asked, "Is not the first time I see you, isn't it?" Ge smiled at her, showing her a perfect pair of white teeth and counting his beautiful lips. Selene was looking at him, enchanted. " You are not wrong," he said, continuing to smile. Probably it was the second time Selene had seen him, but she was feeling so familiar with him. Just when she wanted to ask about this, Tam started to say, " The coffee is ready, guys! Selene, bring the man from the lobby." Even if she felt a bit euphoric because of the vodka that she had, she felt a little bit ashamed of the fact that she kept him in the lobby, so she asked," Would you care to join us for a coffee, kind si

Letting him leave was probably one of Selene's hardest decisions. After checking if everything was locked, she went into her bed with a dreamy look. She had told her parents that they would be late another day, and no more love meetings and actions in the kitchen. She let out a sweet laugh, remembering, with her cheeks on fire, how he made her feel. She felt that hunger growing inside her again, making her miss his hands and mouth.She had her fair share of guys who were trying to enter her bed at the university, but that was before they would find out that she was not alone, that her boyfriend was very much next to her, and then they would disappear like rabbits into the woods. Now she was happy that she had saved herself for so long. She wanted him and no other. No matter what. The passion in his eyes and the way he was looking at her like she was the last cake on a shelf made her not even think twice about that decision. In the night, when they were gathering in one's room, he heard

"Tabitha! How could you? You already forgot the king's order?" Kevin snapped.Selene widened her eyes, and Tabitha was cool like a monk in a monastery. Selene widened her eyes at her father because she had never heard him talk like that with her mother. That looked bad in her eyes. Her father was not a man to be conducted by feelings. He was temperate in any situation, and that was something she had always admired about him, but now she was really scared of her. Her mother turned to him calmly, like she would explain something to a little child, and said," It is our daughter. She has the right to know."Selene was feeling like all the other worries went through the window, and another fear, much greater, started to overwhelm her. She tried to swallow the big ball of air that was resisting in her throat before asking," What do I have the right to know? Mom, Dad?" she was looking from one to another, confused and worried. Her mother turned to her father with anger in her voice, " Do

With a glass of whiskey in his hand and staying in the darkness of his room, Raphael felt like he was seeing his life escaping through his fingers, and the feeling from this realization was something that was eating his heart. He needed just some time to slow down all the events, but it was impossible. He was aware that the people needed him and that he needed to be a model for them, but his heart was hurting so much that he could not think straight. The dice were thrown, and he was in the middle of the events. Even if it hurt him, he swore he would do his best to be the model people expected from him. And he did, but he will fail her, and that was hurting him more than anything. Only thinking about her claws was clenching his heart. He was drinking slowly, his drink, while keeping his eyes closed, deep inside his thoughts, when he heard a knock at the door. At first, he decided to ignore the knock, but it became repetitive and annoying. He felt that the drink soothed his nerves for a