All Chapters of The Alpha’s Accidental Mate : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

RayneMax and I make eye contact. The pressure building in my core disappears when I stop grinding the pillow. I’m so shocked that he’s here that I don’t have time to feel embarrassed that he caught me touching myself. I have completely forgotten that he can feel everything I do through the bond. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. There is a part of me that is apologetic yet the other part—the one that only presented itself after he humiliated me the other night—is smiling. Maybe he senses it. Maybe he doesn’t. Either way, he says nothing about it. He doesn’t say anything. He nears the bed slowly. His eyes never leave my face. It’s only when he gets nearer to me that I notice how there is fire in his eyes. I stay exactly where I am, positioned on top of the pillow, as he nears my bed. It all happens quickly. He stands over me and stares down at me with an expression that terrifies yet thrills me simultaneously. Then, he grabs my chin and runs his thumb over my lips. I part my lip

RayneA sickening feeling rolls around in my gut as soon as I wake up. Max and I. What we did keeps replaying over and over again in my gut. I feel the only way to get it all off my system would be to throw up but when I try to induce it, nothing comes out. I just make myself feel worse. I sit down next to the toilet and just breathe for a few minutes. My head is spinning a little and that soreness I predicted yesterday is plaguing me now. I can’t move without feeling pain everywhere, and what’s worse is how my body is scratched. I don’t even know when that happened. I didn’t feel the scratching last night. I don’t know what to do. I feel like I’ll never be able to leave my room. It’s not shame or embarrassment anymore. It’s something much, much bigger. The way I acted is so unlike me. I don’t even know where that side of me came from. I was a completely different person the way I acted and spoke, and in many ways I guess I wanted him to come to my room and touch me. It was all I c

RayneWhen Veronica storms into my bedroom right after dinner, I’m shocked at the feral look on her face. I’m so taken aback by the aggression she’s emanating that I move backward in the bed and press my back firmly against the headboard like I’m hoping it’ll swallow me whole. “You,” she says. Growls. “Why didn’t you tell me what happened between you and Max? You sat there across from me and acted like nothing happened!”I gulp. My mouth is suddenly very dry and it is like a blowtorch is being held close to my face. “Answer me!”“I didn’t think it was my place to tell,” I inform her. “You didn’t think?” she asks, then scoffs, turning away. She stays with her back facing me for a long time. I watch her, quite unsure what to make of this. Though I did wrong, I feel humiliated. And I have to admit that there is a part of me that’s wondering what the hell she has to do with any of this. If it were Alaska confronting me, it’d make more sense. But Veronica’s anger is unjustifiable. Or m

RayneTwo whole days have passed. I can't say that much has changed apart from the fact that Brumilda comes to get me every evening for a walk. Although Veronica doesn't approve, I can’t exactly say no to Brumilda. It would be too rude and she’d wonder why I’m rejecting her very kind offer. Besides, we don’t talk about anything related to Max or Alaska anymore. She tells me about GrayLeaf—her version of it—and how she grew up surrounded by so many influential people. I didn’t know that GrayLeaf was so powerful and I almost can’t blame Max for wanting to build connections with that pack. “You must pay us a visit someday,” she says excitedly. “Oh, you’ll love it. The garden is twice as big as this one and we have so many flowers. So, so many!”I don’t think I’ll ever visit GrayLeaf but it’s nice of her to offer. When we finish our walks, we part ways and I stay in my room for the rest of the night and then the rest of the following day. But tonight is different. There is a huge pack

MaxI look around at the group of people surrounding me. I’m infuriated by what happened. The whole thing is worsened by the humiliation she feels burning right through me. My eyes are primarily on Alaska, who seems to be very pleased by what happened. I’m disappointed. This isn’t the woman I fell in love him. That woman was mature and sympathetic and the person I’m staring at now is none of those things. How can she laugh? I’m a few more angered thoughts away from standing up and leaving, but I’m aware that many will think I’m following her. Besides, this is an event that I as Alpha should be present at even though I don’t want to be here. Such parties used to be fun to me once upon a time ago but now they’re just burdensome. They’re just things I am forced to attend. It’s incredible how fast things changed for me ever since all of this happened. I’m no longer the same Max. I loved being Alpha. I loved everything about having inherited this title and being in this position. The o