All Chapters of Fated To the Alpha Mate ( Book 2 ): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

JamesI was on the lookout to see if Sarah was really okay after everything that had happened. Before she lashed out at Rosaly for those rude words, I felt anger at her bubbling up in me a little too. That's what ended up slowing down my reflexes when it came time to stop Sarah. But now, looking at her finishing her shift, she looked pretty happy. I wanted to laugh at the stupid face she was making, but I went back to collecting the plates and glasses from the table. I'm glad everything got resolved. And on the other hand, I've been worried since Amelia left here. She seemed to have something on her mind, and it doesn't reassure me that she's been alone most of the day.It had started to snow that afternoon, and as Sarah and I walked home, it started to snow even more. The streets were already turning white and the cold was chilling."Do I need to ask if you're really okay?" I asked looking at Sarah huddled in her coat."Hm? Oh yeah. That was nothing. It just pissed me off to be insul

MarkI ended up getting a perfect grade on my biology homework. But not on my merits, it was completely Antony's. That since yesterday he was still cold with me and avoiding any chat that wasn't necessary. I left him alone and gave him space to get used to my "threatening and monstrous" presence that he must think of me. But until that didn't happen, I had Mandy who would always come and chat with me. And even though we talked about pretty much everything, I left out what had happened. I couldn't spread it to anyone else, even if I trusted her."Did you and Antony fight?" She asked me during the break. "I thought they were like meat and nails."We had a disagreement." I said."And why?" She smiled, probably seeing my "I don't want to talk about it" face."It was about work. No big deal. He's just... Stubborn." She heard me and seemed to accept it, as she shrugged uninterestedly."Got it. You'll be talking to each other soon." She looked around the courtyard. Blonde hair tied in a pony

Amelia"What do you want?" "It's cold and the firewood is over." I said. The honest truth. And the truth I most enjoyed saying. "And you decided to sleep here." I nodded even though it wasn't a question. And I saw his hand tighten on the side of the door, “Come in.” He made room and waited for me to walk past him. When I did, he closed the door again, "Make yourself comfortable," He said simply and walked back to his bed. The temperature inside was already far more pleasant. I walked around the bed and climbed on the other side. James gave me a sideways look and pulled his blanket over him when I did the same. He turned to the other side and I wrapped myself in my blanket, moving closer to his back and placing his blanket over mine. "You're quite chilly, aren't you?" He grumbled. "I hate the cold. And my resistance is much lower in the winter." I decided to lean my forehead against his back and ended up inhaling his delicious scent. My heart was still beating fast, but I was doing m

SarahPain rose to my abdomen every time I tried to move. Stanley held me in his lap still pressed against the wall and I felt like everything was full inside me. Too deep. I knew he was getting bigger and bigger before we came. I thought I was the one contracting too much. The condom at that time must not have resisted.Stanley looked at me worriedly. Getting hitched was one of the few things I learned about us in my lifetime, but it was something so unusual it was almost irrelevant. But it sure was something significant. Very. I don't know why it happened, but I thought I was going to die of pleasure before I came madly."Heavens, I'm going to get pregnant…" was the only thing I could get out. I had to accept it. Stanley stared at me regretfully before I looked away from him. I loved him too much to fight about it."Sorry." I felt my heart ache to hear that. It wasn't technically his fault. "I guess I should have controlled myself more."No, no, of course not. Don't apologize, pleas

AmeliaIf I had done a good job? This was a real home again. There was a bookcase that had everything knocked over like someone had thrown it and it all fell to the floor. The chairs were overturned as if they didn't care at all, as if they hadn't even been in here any time. The kitchen cupboards were untouched, no one had moved yet, but the sofas, they were out of place and there was a huge broken vase in the dining room. I had to clean everything up and sweep up all the dirt on the floor. Liphe, well, he was pretending to clean the dirty window panes while he kept watch outside and saw the position of the other loners. Bad to pretend, but I did the same as I mopped where dirt had stuck to the porch. I looked around the side of the house and saw some loners talking, others were positioned farther back near the trees and some of them looked at me. I pretended disinterest and went back inside. None of them appeared to be armed, unless they had a revolver hidden in their belts.I was go