All Chapters of Starstruck by the Alpha: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

RUM What am I doing? I turned away from the fleeting curtains and the silhouette of my curse in the glass pane of her window, and jumped onto the next ledge of the next window… then the next… and the next… and finally the same roof that I had been landing on for the past two weeks. What have I been doing? Ever since I have woken from that strange mull, everything seemed clearer and felt brighter, yet at the same time it was muddy. I made a long jump and landed on the roof of the next building, then sped to the edge and jumped again—. ***** The elevator doors opened and the lights came on. Ambrose was on the couch watching something hilarious on the TV—for some reason the sight of him disgusts me. Was it because of Rose or… the fact that he's Ambrose? 'Where were you?' he asked. Asshole. Acting like he's in charge. My hand reached for the fridge handle and I pulled it open to grab a bottle of Fiji. As I downed the whole bottle, the door slammed shut and—for some reaso

AMBROSE As soon as he was well far away from the Alpha, Ambrose collapsed to the ground on all fours and spat out the ache that was clogging up in his chest. Splashes of black, gooey substance hit the ground and evaporated instantly with sizzles of steam. The blood of the darkness flowing through him. They haven’t gotten into his bloodstream like they did with the Beta—if they had, he would’ve been consumed. Lucky for him, he thought, he was just a minor character with little abilities to do much. If he’d been consumed, Goddess knows what’ll happen to his family. It was only a moment of consciousness for him before the voice took over once more. ‘Rockus!’ The low voice cursed as he stood and faced the mood hanging high above. ‘You’ll never be up there for long, my sweetness. I’ll pull you down from there if it’s the last thing I do! Made me a formless, scent-less thing, did you?’ A low chuckle of pure evil rumbled from Ambrose’s chest. ‘I’ll be the most hideous thing you’l

RUM ‘Nice one, Rum!’ CLICK! FLASH! I promised to be back in thirty minutes and I was, much to everyone’s relief. Goldie Sparks wasn’t anywhere in sight so it was a relief; apparently, she left in an unwilling urgency to meet her father. I would need to come up with something plausible to appease her later, when she’s back. ‘Yes… that’s nice.’ CLICK, CLICK, CLICK, CLICK—FLASH! I couldn’t say it. The word that was in my mind. The subject of all my songs. The feeling that I thought I had lost ever since I left the werewolf world. I was afraid that if I said it out loud and clear, I’d lose everything. I’m a coward. Rose has been wrong about me. I’m no hero. I’m just a fucking coward. A selfish jerk. ‘Gaze of passion, Rum. Gaze of passion,’ instructed the photographer. I narrowed my eyes at the black circle perched on the camera. I meant to say ‘love’. But I turned it into ‘hate’. My chest chuckled dryly. I guessed I do hate her, since she was sent by the fucking deity. Ye

ROSE Roseb? The woman’s name is Roseb? The name sounds weird. I already didn’t like it. I disliked it more because it has ‘Rose’ in it. It made me feel low… second grade…the pirated version of a GIOIA lipstick. So this was why Rum picked me (and he dared say that he didn’t choose). It was all because my name is Rose, which reminded him of his love! That’s why he was nice one minute and then nasty the next! That’s what he meant by keeping me close to control me and he hated me more by the minute. I remind him of the love he could never have. A sniff told me that I was tearing again. Gosh, I’m so useless when it comes to Rum. I can never keep my emotions in check. Another sniff and I pulled up Joy’s number. She answered after five rings. ‘What is it, Rose?’ she whispered, and then I heard her footsteps—she was moving somewhere to take my call. ‘You’re crying again. What happened?’ I wiped my nose with a Kleenex and asked, ‘Can I borrow some money again, Joy?’ ‘Wait is this ab

ROSE Why is he laughing now? Jesus Christ, where’s the friendly Ambrose I used to know—has that all been an act? But Rum enjoyed his presence. And they really acted like buddies. ‘He really tried his best, the Alpha.’ Ambrose chuckled some more, the sound of it was getting to my nerves. ‘He really told you nothing.’ That pricked my pride. I dare say that I know things about Rum more than anyone in this world. ‘I beg to differ,’ I rebutted. ‘You, on the other hand, is the one he keeps the most things from. So how the hell did you know so much?’ Stupid Rose. Of course, the dark whims must’ve told him. The grin he was wearing made me feel lower and frustration rose in my chest once more. ‘He told you nothing. The things that he shared with you… they’re nothing. And because he told you none of the important stuff, you think my plan will fail.’ I glared at his stupid face. ‘I think your plan will fail because you’re stupid.’ Great, Rose. Stooping down to the means of four-year-ol