All Chapters of Alpha's Affair With My Sister: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The candle burned into the night and pierced my heart as it roared faster in my eardrums. This wasn’t what I had been expecting when I sneaked back into the pack house. I focused more on the faces above the candlelight. The first person I saw was Jean. She stood in the midst of them like she had the power to control everything in her hands. Maybe, she did. Her eyes made me uneasy, they were cold, and sparkling with fire. I looked away as quickly as I looked at her. To her left was Mike, I could feel the anger emitting from him in spades. The darkness swarm around him, and his hair was wild. It wasn’t as a result of sleep, but more of finger running through his hair. I knew that because he was at it again. “What’s going on?” I asked gingerly. “Shouldn’t we be asking you that?” One of the men asked in a voice filled with barely conceived anger. I swallowed hard, and looked at Jean again. She had a smirk on her lips. Did they know the truth? The thought almost brought me to my

The pain of watching him go couldn’t be put into words. I wanted to touch him, to kiss him, and tell him that he has gotten it all wrong. I wanted to make him see me like he used to see me. The pain he was going through, and the pain I was going through was exploding in my head like a firework, and I honestly didn’t know why. But, it was like I had been torn into two. “Mike…” I whispered inaudibly, but he had stepped inside. I sat there on the cold ground, feeling more lost than I had ever felt. I had no idea what I could do to make him see that I didn’t wish him or the pack members evil. My fingers dug into the earth, as I stood up clumsily. I had no idea where I would go from here. I didn’t want to go either. I wanted to talk to Mike. I wanted to answer all the questions that must have risen up in his mind. I wanted to tell him the truth. I stared longingly at the warehouse. How would I be able to live my life when the one person I cared so much about thought I was a betr

I stayed at the same spot, long after Mike had locked the gates and left with Jean. I didn’t have any idea what to do. I didn’t understand anything. It seemed like I was dying, and there was no-one to help me from getting better. Tears poured from my face in torrents. All of my properties were still in there, and I had no idea how I was going to get them back. Would Mike burn them? Slowly, I straightened up. Pain shot from my hands to other parts of my body. I was badly injured, but I also knew I was going to heal. I didn’t know how, but Mike had informed me at some point that werewolves healed faster than humans and I was counting on his word. A stifled laugh creeped out of me. “Did I just say I was counting on him? Mike, literally doesn’t want anything to do with me. There was nothing that I could do to make him change his mind. It hurt so much that it had come to this. I was literally laughing and making love to the sweetest man in my life hours before, and I ruined it by my

MIKE How could she do this to me? I fucking cared for her, and I actually imagined that she did same to. I was such an idiot. A complete fool who got fooled by her. “Mike…” “I want to be left alone,” I snapped at Jean. I walked to my room, closing the door firmly behind me. I hated all these, and I wished I could leave the pack to some place else. The looks of pity I’ve been receiving all day was actually getting to my nerves. Wasn’t it enough that I was stewing in my own feelings. I couldn’t imagine this type of life even if I was pulled to it. I rolled my polo of me, and tossed it on the bed. The moment I stared at it, her moans filled my head. She had done wonders to me on that bed. She had taken me to heights that I never thought I would get to. She had unravelled me like a vanilla without stopping for once to think on anything. Fuck! I’d been bound by her taste, her scent, her innocence and her eyes. She had pulled me into her like no-one else had ever achieved.

Staring at them make plans was driving me sick. Didn’t they know that Marcus was a rogue, and not actually what he seemed? Didn’t they know the truth about it all. Then, how come are they willing to stand there and listen to all he had to say? My fingers lightly touched the trunk in front of me. I knew this wasn’t the time to focus on speculation, but more on the situation on ground at the moment. There were a lot of things that needed to be done now, and I had to make sure that I listened attentively to what they were planning. Marcus wasn’t aware of my presence with what I could see. I doubted he was faking it. I stuck my ear close to the ground, trying to pick their words. It helped so well to be a werewolf. I was able to do things that a normal human would find difficult, like listening in on conversations. “Do you think that’s a good idea,” Chloe’s father was saying. Marcus nodded. “Yes, I believe it is. This is the only way to draw them out of their hiding place.