All Chapters of The Alpha's Hellhound: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

I woke up the next morning with Vincent still sleeping beside me. I stared at his sleeping face. He looked so peaceful when he slept, and I noticed how tired he also looked. I touched his face, moving my hands over his stubble before running my hands through his silky hair.Deciding not to wake him up, I walked to the bathroom. After taking a bath, and dressing up, I left the room. I wanted to make breakfast for him. It would be nice to treat him to breakfast in bed.I know he was really having a difficult time, it wasn't easy to run the pack, and also deal with office work, and now he has to be there for Scarlet who is so clingy, it is actually surprising that Scarlet had let him leave her.I was heading towards the stairs and saw Scarlet standing there with a smirk.It was going to be hard to avoid her when we were living in the same house. I never intended to even have a chat with her, not after what happened yesterday.I tried to ignore her and was about to descend the stairs when

Vincent took me back to the room, I was still shaking not yet over what I had seen in the library, and my head still hurt."You are so cold" Vincent pulled his shirt, before getting in bed with me and pulling me close.My back was facing his bare chest, as he wrapped his hand around me and held my hands as he threw the covers over our bodies, rubbing our palms together.He felt so warm so I snuggled close to him, my back pressing against him."Do you want to talk about what happened"I tried again to tell him, but I couldn't, I was still hit with the same pain from earlier, I could not tell him. An idea suddenly struck me, and I turned to look at Vincent."Why don't you read my mind," I told him, knowing that is the only way he could find out about what had happened in the library.He stared at me for some time, and then his expression became puzzled "I can't hear your thoughts""How is that even possible, I thought you are able to"" Maybe you are blocking me out"" I am not, and is

I wouldn't have listened to the voice in my head telling me to eavesdrop on their conversation, I would have just stayed in my room and waited patiently for him to come back and tell me himself, now I have gotten myself into a very awkward situation.I had forgotten that Vincent was a Lycan, and he could easily sense my presence.I raised my head slowly to look at him and he raised his brow, giving me a questioning look, his red eyes staring into mineI stood up properly and I stepped back, I needed to come up with an excuse as to why I was caught close to the door."I … wanted to … ask you something" I stuttered trying to make my lie convincing."And what is that?" he stared at me waiting for the excuse I had come up with."My hair" I immediately blurted out.I could also feel Cyrus staring at me, I mentally cursed, knowing that I did not have a reasonable cause as to why I was standing."I mean … you see I wanted to wash my hair, but my wrist hurt" I showed him the wrist he had band

I had planned to stay indoors, it was my normal routine every year, but this year was different because I had someone special with me.On my birthdays, I only stay indoors, and most times Louis and Kayla stay with me so I wouldn't feel alone, but we never did any celebration, not after what had happened when I was sixteen.I had killed someone on my birthday and I was left with that trauma. My birthdays keep reminding me of that same day. Vincent was driving the car with his left hand on the wheel, and his right hand was entwined with mine.I was wondering where we were heading as I stared ahead at the road."We are going to have breakfast," he replied my thoughts.The car pulled up in front of the pack house, and I wondered why we were having breakfast at the pack house instead of the castle.Vincent alighted from the car and opened the door to help me step out of the car.He held my hand as he led me away from the car and I noticed we were not headed to the park house but we were g

RILEYAfter dinner mum had to show Vincent my childhood pictures and I was so embarrassed, I was not expecting her to do that and Vincent kept on talking about how cute I looked.Well, he was exaggerating because my childhood pictures were really not good.There was one time I had refused to enter the pool and I was pushed into it, and when I came out drenched and in tears my dad decided that it was the perfect time to take a picture. I looked really horrible, but Vincent considered it cute. We were going to spend the night here because it was really late and we would not be able to fly the plane right now due to the weather.My mum had cleaned the guest room for Vincent, but he had insisted on staying with me in my room. My dad wasn't really supportive of the idea but my mum had to persuade my dad telling him I wasn't a kid.My room was not as huge as the room that Vincent and I shared in the castle; neither was my bed."Don't you think you would be comfortable if you stayed in the g