All Chapters of Hiding From My Possessive Alpha: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"I was not a bright student as a kid and hence a big disappointment for my father. He believed Goddess had cursed him with a dull son like me. I tried to better myself for him, I struggled to be a son he could be proud of. I would pore over pages for hours but still, I wouldn't be able to get it right. It was so frustrating," he explained. I was standing beside him with my back against the railing as I listened to him. There was a faraway look in his eyes as he stared fixedly at a light blinking in the distance. He then took out his hands and showed me his scarred palms. "I got them when we learned I have a learning disability. That bastard blamed me for this too and seared my hands with a burning rod. And then he made me write with it. I was in hysteria, scared to my core. I begged him to not make me do this as it hurt, my hands were bleeding, and sooted blood soaked the white paper but he didn't care. He said he will kill me if I won't write. So I had to write. I wanted to live," h

We were approached by a man who looked vaguely familiar. I tried to remember from where but came up blank. The man possessed an air of authority. He was followed by a group of men too. VIP. His silver long hair called attention to his old age. A man probably in his seventies. But he looked too fit to be that old. I also sensed some tension between Zavion and him not sexual at all. The man had a smile playing over his lips but it didn't reach his eyes. The tension thickened the air as he came closer. His smile spread wider as he stopped a few steps from us. I felt this strange urge to bow to him but I resisted. "Pleasure to see you again, Mr. Kessler" the man flashed his pearly teeth. "You sure?" Zavion smirked instead. His aura had turned colder."Of course, it is always a pleasure to see an accomplished fellow like you," the man stated before turning to me. His genial smile took on foreign energy as he looked at me. "I am Augustus. And you might be?" he extended his hand towar

Our last kiss had left me with a foreboding feeling. The kiss was perfect like always but still, it didn't leave me with the warm fuzzy feeling it usually did. I was aroused but not comforted. I don't know why but I was feeling restless since his departure. What was so urgent that he had to leave so suddenly? I had noticed a distant look in his eyes tonight. He was acting differently. And it all happened after that incident. My stomach sank as a thought struck me. Is he in trouble for killing that pervert? I didn't even want to imagine what would happen if the news reached Russia to his home pack and Esme. Worry seized me at once. Where did he go? I hoped he was fine. Not being able to help myself, I sat up and grabbed my phone. It was 4 in the morning. I dialed his number and pressed the phone to my ear. My heart knocking against my ribcage as the rings went on. Moments passed but he didn't answer. Good Lorde, why would he worry me so much? I got down from the bed and dialed him a

“What’s wrong?” The hair on the back of my neck stuck up in alarm when I caught his eyes blazing murderously. At me. In response to my question, he took a stride toward me. Nostrils flaring, fists clenched, his spartan shoulders bent in a predatory bow, eyes glowering red. His wolf had taken over him. The sight was far from a pleasing one. Dread crawled over my body, prickling my skin. “wh… why are you staring at me like that?” my voice came out tight and cracking as I backed away. “Why did you hide it?” he growled through his clenched teeth, causing goosebumps to break out all over my arms. I blinked at him unsure. The realisation struck me like a train. There is no way he is talking about that. Right? I felt my stomach contracting into a tight knot. No..no..no…If he knows the truth then I am done for. “What are you talking about?” I pushed past my lump and interrogated. I needed to find out what he was talking about. The fury in his eyes deepened. “Do.not.test.my.patie

An avalanche of panic swept over me, draining me from inside and out. Suddenly, I felt too weak to carry my own weight. My knees buckled and I found myself falling. But before I could crumple down at his feet, Zavion caught me by my waist, breaking my fall. Our eyes were locked tight- his bursting with resentment, mine full of helplessness. So much hatred for me. My heart twisted painfully and I couldn't fight back the tears that spilled down my cheeks. "Save your tears, mate. You have more work of them in future," he gritted out but instead of shoving me away, he yanked me closer, pressing his heart to mine. So close that I could clearly hear and feel the deep rumbling of his breath vibrate through his chest. He brought a glass to my lips which he was holding in his other hand and pressed its rim to my lips. "Drink," he instructed. I obeyed. Right now my mind was in an automatic obeying mode. I parted my lips and swallowed the drink in large gulps. He watched me with indifference.