All Chapters of Alpha's Wolf Less Mate : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

CHAPTER 92 ONYX'S POV; I had walked out of the room in anger and embarrassment. I was angry at myself. I was this close to getting on her good side when I mentioned that she had no wolf. I knew that it had triggered something in her and it was all my fault. If I was careful with my words, things wouldn't have escalated. She wouldn't have gotten mad at me. I didn't think I was going to forget the look of surprise mapped on her friends' and brother's face when they saw me stepping out of the room, fuming. Zion had stepped forward to ask me what was wrong but I had rudely spoken to him, shocking him the more. I went straight into my chambers and shut the door behind me before walking into the room and grabbing a mug of half finished brandy. I gulped it down and stared hard at the mug in my hand, the need to smash something, overcoming me. I flung the mug to the other side of the room. It connected to the wall with a hard thud and crashed onto the ground, brea

CHAPTER 94 HAZEL'S POV; After Onyx left, I had trouble sleeping. I threw back the covers and sat up, my face filled with worry. Onyx had come to apologize and I had no idea if he meant it or not. What put me off the most was how he somehow expected me to forgive him immediately for all the wrong he had been doing to me. Six months. Six good months was what I had spent here and it had all begun in misery, ended in misery. I remembered the first time I stepped foot into the palace. He had been so rude to me that I had hidden in the corner crying before his mother, the Queen had found me and comforted me. She had been the first person to be nice to me before her husband, the old King. I remembered how he had asked for me to be placed in a separate room, ignoring his parents instructions and pleas. I had watched his ex-girlfriend, Selah waltz in and out of this place like she owned the place. I had walked in on them kissing and one chilly afternoon, Onyx had ask

CHAPTER 96 HAZEL'S POV; I woke up with a smile on my face. My eyes were still closed but I could feel the low heat of the saturated morning sun on my face. I knew I was in bed with Onyx. Last night had been magical and I hadn't expected the turnout of events. He had been so gentle with me, leading me on as we went till I reached my peak. I felt like a woman and I couldn't wait to tell Kiara, Ren and Olive what happened last night. Sighing in delight, I opened my eyes and when I turned to the other side of the bed, I realized it was empty. I frowned immediately. Where was Onyx? I didn't want to panic at first. He was probably in the bathroom. I threw back the covers and when I realized that I was naked, I threw it back over my body, gasping lightly. I laughed to myself. What was I hiding? It was just me here and besides, Onyx had seen me naked already. There was nothing to hide. I climbed out of the bed and as I put on my dress, I thought about

CHAPTER 98 SELAH'S POV; The week had passed in a blur. From having to get used to the fact that somehow, my father was involved in all these to having to watch them both get all lovey dovey with each other. It was so strange. My mother had left my father a long time ago and he just accepted her with open arms. I didn't think I was going to do that even with someone I really loved. But it was a good thing that there was peace in our home. Onyx hadn't visited since the kidnap and my nightmares were starting to get fewer, dropping to only a few days. Today was a Saturday and both my parents were busy outside. I climbed down the stairs and went straight to the living room. It had already been cleaned up and I wasn't surprised because my father usually did that on weekends. I was hungry so I decided to go to the kitchen and as I walked past the coffee table where my father usually dropped his cup of coffee and his daily bulletin, my eyes caught the hea

CHAPTER 100 HAZEL'S POV; The day passed by in a blur. I spent most of my day in my room, thinking about the events that had started happening previously, absolutely confused on what to do. Later in the evening, when it was time for dinner, I had asked one of the maids to serve me in my room and she did so. As she placed the tray on my bedside table, I stopped and frowned a bit, staring at her in curiosity. "What's your name?" "Hattie." She replied, finding it hard to maintain eye contact with me but I wasn't fazed. It was common amongst maids. I always wondered why they were always afraid to look in the eyes of people. "Hattie," I said and sat up. I had been seeing her several times since last week. She had been the one to clean up the blood stained sheets this morning, and was the one to attend to all errands which was quite unusual. Different maids came at different times to attend to different errands and for the past few days, she had been the o