All Chapters of Hiding From My Possessive Alpha: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"No," I snapped, feeling my face burning with shame. How could he suggest something as disgusting as this? I was sickened to my core. "No?" he asked innocently. My sharp glare was enough of a response for him. "Fine," he let go of my neck and retreated a step. "Spend as much time as you can with Penny. I am taking her home tomorrow and watch out for your ex-neighbor. Mrs. Brown was it?" he asserted Mrs. Brown's name with a diabolical smirk. I went rigid with shock. Mrs. Brown? That old lady used to look after Penny for me when I would be at work. How did he find out about her? "There is nothing I don't know about you," his voice deepened as he answered my unspoken question. The intensity of his gaze made me want to disappear into the wall. But I held my ground because I had no fucking choice. "Stop hurting others," I gritted out, vexed."Then agree to what I want," he replied. "Kill me," I said instead. It would rather embrace death than be his mistress. "You will d

EVANGELINAI averted my eyes from Ron, feeling embarrassed. Mistress. He called me his mistress without a hint of hesitation. I struggled hard to hold back tears that had begun to flood my eyes. "But Alpha..." A hard glare from Zavion silenced Esme. She dropped her gaze to the floor but the slight grind of her jaw was visible. It was plain to see how displeased she was. I cannot blame her. "Those who have a problem with my decision are free to leave my house," Zavion looked ahead and declared. "You cannot do this to her," Ron burst forth, clenching his fists. Zavion regarded him with a cold gaze. "She is my mate. I can," he replied in a composed manner. "You do..""Ron...please...don't..just stay away," I cut him off as I didn't want him to incur his wrath. In response, Ron shot me an incredulous look. "Eva, you cannot agree to this bullshit," Ron tried to step around him to get to me but Zavion deterred him by putting a hand on his shoulder. He wasn't even letting anyone reach

I knocked on Esme's door and waited patiently for her to open it even though I was not the least bit interested in seeing her. With the passion Zavion was praising her beauty, I ached to staple his mouth and smack his head. He had assessed her too highly. She is not as beautiful as he made her out to be. Angel eyes, my ass. Lord, I hate him. I hate him so much. Helpless tears pooled in my eyes. He truly thinks she is pretty. And sexy too for he looked so eager to do it with her. Will he really do it with her tonight? Will he really let her touch him? Even the mere thought of him on top of her was making my heart bleed. Celene was beside herself with worry. Now all my hope was pinned on Roar. I know it is hypocritical of me to not want him with Esme when I was the one to call quit on our bond but still....... The door opened, revealing Esme. She regarded me with open disdain. I looked away from her, not interested in staring into her "angelic eyes." "Alpha wants you to wear it ton

His fingers hovered eagerly over my crotch, just a centimeter away from cupping me. "Touch me only if you want to die," I hissed. His fingers froze. I raised my gaze to connect with his, "Zavion will bury you alive if you so much as laid a finger on me," my voice was unwavering and firm. His glare sharpened, not liking a woman patronizing him. "Ain't you overestimating yourself? Just because he fuck you doesn't mean he will risk making enemies for you," the man snapped. I didn't let his threatening aura affect me. "You wanna try? Go ahead," I faked confidence and dared him even though my insides were quivering in dread. He regarded me with a glare full of menace and punched me in the face. My head spun by the force he had used. I closed my teary eyes and waited for the throbbing pain to pass over. "Do not forget your place, you cocksucking whore," He snarled furiously and stormed off. I coughed out blood. Even though in pain, I felt relieved that he left. Had never imagined one d

My head was starting to hurt now due to all the crying. No matter how much I cry but this searing ache in my heart was just not going away. It penetrated deeper every time I breathe. I was right to think he rescued me only for Celene. Evangelina is just a burden he has to endure for her. I wish I could free him of this burden. I was a fool to think he cares. He doesn't. I wiped my tears and reached over to my phone on the table. I opened my gallery and scrolled down to our pictures which we had clicked back in London. I started deleting them. I was tired of staring at them all night and hoping. My thumb froze when a picture that he had taken of us on a ferry wheel came up. This was one of my favorite pictures of us. His face was half turned as he stared at me with a soft smile whereas I was looking ahead, laughing. I had melted like a block of ice when I had seen this picture for the first time. He was looking at me with an expression of wonder and gratification as though I was just