All Chapters of Alpha's Witch: Blood and Love : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

~Tiffany~ Even after I had heard Axels' confession, I still couldn't leave him alone. I waited till he got out of the bathroom, I watched as he pulled on his boxers and also how he moved closer till he got on the bed. I pushed myself towards him into his embrace and snuggled my body leaning on his chest. My thoughts pondered to the past when my Mom could have agreed to settle down with Dexter's Dad, then I would have been Axel's Step-cousin. That sounded very disturbing to my stomach, deep inside of me I was glad my Mom tried to flee away but it ended badly.It led to her death. I think me feeling this way is because I remember little of her; I was little, I was Six when I lost her. I could hardly remember her face, but I missed her not as much as I missed Dad.Should I go meet him, tell him I know about all this and that we should forget about the past?Sighs, I feel like a bad person.A very terrible and selfish person.Dad was really broken when he lost Mom and even now it's ha

~Jessica~ My claws were sharp digging deep into the neck of one of the maids who was unfortunate enough to enter my room when I'm in this ferocious mood. “Pplease,” The maid pleaded to be free but that got me more furious. How dare she ask me to free her. I tightened my hold on her neck, blood spilling out and I licked my lips eagerly already in the mood to feed. But the anger dwelling in me was deeper than hunger, when I found out the meeting AJ had planned, I was uncomfortable and scared because I thought he had found out about my secret and then when I saw his eyes lingered on his Dad as he spoke. I felt awfully calm which was a good thing. Then I knew I shouldn't let my guard down and so I followed him using a magic spell to cover my scent so he wouldn't notice. I heard his confession to his mate, happy he was willing to risk them being apart, but then that weak witch didn't want to leave him. The confession even made her cling harder to him and that's when I realized their

~Author's Pov~[In Mahatma cottage…] There in the little cottage in a hidden cabin, Mahatma is hanging in the air, her hands are being separated by ropes. Dark blood oozed from her head, nose, and mouth. Her clothes were tattered and her hair disheveled with her breathing unsteady as she glared daggers at the unwanted species in her house.“Where is the Siragon, Mahatma,” The masked guy asked in a demanding tone, but the old woman just sneered. She knew when the little Guardian and her crew came to take the poor Siragon from her clutches. She was glad they had come to rescue her or she wouldn't know what this cruel man here was going to do to the Siragon. “A comfortable place perhaps, better than the hell you kept her in,” she retorted back bitterly, the masked man looked deep into her eyes calmly before letting out a hysterical laughter.“That little girl came to save her sister, oh my beloved Tiffany. It's good to know she's there, things are going faster than I'd imagined. It see

~Regina~ “Sighs,” I said as I stepped out of the bathtub, feeling the steam billowing behind me, I wrapped my body in a white fluffy towel and my damp hair cascaded down my shoulders. I took a deep breath as I stared at the mirror drying my hair. Baggy circles underneath my eyes are visible enough to make me look old.My mind wandered to the time Mom had asked if Zayne and I would accompany Alfie to the vampire's pack. It came as a huge blow to me.At first, I thought she was joking, but then she had a serious face on when she said Alfie had come to terms with his daughter being a Vampire's mate. it was too real to be true and what stunned me more was when Zayne agreed to this without putting on a fight. It was hard for me to believe Zayne would agree despite his brutal accusation of me betraying the circle and him being Axel's No 1 hater. Mom had to remind him that we weren't going to go there to start a fight but to renew the treaty sign and ensure peace. He said he knows about

~Zayne~ I stared at the unconscious brunette-haired witch, many thoughts ransacked my head but the one dominating was me wishing Tiffany and I could be in a different situation. It hurts me to see her being chained to a chair, but if this is what would make her go back to her senses then I have no choice but to do this. My mind wandered to the night I was proposed to this deal, I was in my studio painting aggressively as usual and there he came in out of the blues and unwelcomed. He says, “Tiffany needs to come home, if you love her enough to make her go back to her right senses then bring her back home before the next full moon.” It was crazy but I accepted because it was the right thing to do and I don't regret it. I jolted back into reality when she stirred, hearing her groan made my heart ache and I felt worried for her. I rushed to get a cup of water, “Tiffany,” I called, concern laced in my tone. “Zayne… Please help me,” Tiffany said immediately she found herself being