All Chapters of My Single Daddy Alpha: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Terror ripped through the thin fibers of my being. I didn’t know what to do as I stared at the computer, watching in horror at the scene before me. There was no where I could look that didn’t show chaos and destruction. My beloved town of Moon Valley was being pummeled by the Raze. “Holden, where did Cillian go?” I asked as I scanned each of the screens, searching for his wolf. I could barely feel him on the edges of my mind. He seemed to be slipping away from me, but not so much that he was dead and gone, but that he was hiding. “Near the school,” Holden answered. “Let me readjust the drone to get a better view.” I couldn’t tame the frantic beating of my heart as I watched the screen. The drone flying high gave me the perfect view of Moon Valley and everything going on down on the ground. My heart went out to the Greyclaw pack as I watched them drop one by one under the Corpse Lily fog. I wished with all my might that Kenzie had made more of the lotion so we could protect more peo

Rain battered against the window, but I found it soothing. After everything that had happened, being able to sit and listen to it was a welcome reprieve. The bed sank under Cillian’s weight as he got into the empty spot beside me. Instinctively, I snuggled into the nook of his arm and breathed in his scent as he curled his arm around me. I felt so safe, it felt as if the world had ended, and we were the only two remaining souls. “What are you thinking about?” Cillian asked, brushing the hair away from my face. I looked at him from under my lashes and shook my head. “Not a damn thing.” “Well, mind if I don’t think, either? It’s been a long day. I just wanna relax with you.” “Sounds like a plan,” I said as I lowered my ear to his chest and let the sound of his beating heart sync with the rhythm of mine. It was peaceful, and because it was so peaceful, I wondered how long it would last. It seemed that every time we were able to get an ounce of time alone, some sort of catastrophe was

Ilet out a heavy sigh as I stepped into my old office. It seemed as if it been forever since I was last here, yet everything was exactly as I remembered it. There were papers stacked on the desk that I hadn’t looked at in months, and a thin layer of dust covered the bookshelves. I moved around the office, reminiscing about all the things I had collected here. My heart drummed in my chest as I caught a glimpse of the picture I had of Cyrus. The pain nearly crippled me as I plucked the picture off my desk and stared at it. It was like it was another life. Everything from who I dated to what I did had changed. I was no longer Sia—that girl had died the second I decided to go back to Moon Valley. I just hadn’t realized it until this very moment. I moved around the desk and sat down. Running my fingers over the mahogany wood, I couldn’t help but think of all the times I had given orders here. How many lives had been saved because I had created this company? It was a noble cause, and some

Cillian growled in my ear, drowning out the clinking and clanging as we moved through the casino. It was amazing that we got anywhere at all with the way he refused to let me go. Every fifth step, I found myself caving to Cillian’s needs. “What if I took you right here and now?” His lips brushed against my neck as he spoke. My skin tingled as his hot breath caressed my skin. “You just want the hot waitress to watch us, don’t you?” I asked as Cillian pinned my arm over my head and kissed me. “No,” he growled and pinned my arm against the slot machine. The old woman playing at the machine gasped as she sent us a disapproving look. I flashed her a smile, wondering if she had ever experienced the kind of passion I had. “You’re the only one I need,” Cillian said. “The only woman who could ever sate me. Don’t you know that it’s only ever been you?” With my free hand, I grabbed his hair and jerked his head back. A small whimper escaped his lips, and it pleased me to hear his soft seduct

Igasped and shot up. The room was pitch black, and my heart pounded fiercely in my chest. “Hey, you okay?” Cillian asked as he shot up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Relief came over me when I realized I wasn’t dreaming anymore. I was safe and all was well. “Yeah,” I said. “Just a strange dream.” “Come here,” Cillian said as he lay back down. “Come sleep on me. I promise I’ll protect you from those bad dreams.” A smile drifted over my lips as I scooted down into the nook of his arm. He was so warm and comforting, it amazed me that he could banish the bad thoughts in my mind so easily. “What did you dream about? Or do you not want to tell me?” Cillian asked as he played with the tips of my hair. “It was weird. I was back at the sacred oak tree, and it looked sick, like it was dying.” “That’s not a good sign,” Cillian whispered. “But then the red fog came through and I was rescued by Preacher in a chopper.” “What, I don’t get a cameo in your dreams?” Cillian teased as he h