All Chapters of THE MATE THE ALPHA NEVER CHOSE: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ADA"I don't need you to get yourself all worked up before dinner," Grandma said, helping to set a hat on to her husband’s head.Grandma had always been like this whenever Grandpa wanted to go to the football stadium. You see, they had many common interests, but football just wasn't one of them."We will be back long before dinner," Grandpa said, putting a final check on his wristwatch before stepping out of the house.Today promised to be a good day. It was Grandpa's birthday, and we weren't planning on having a big celebration. Grandma was just going to make dinner, and that was all. Johnny and two of Grandpa's friends, both of which were werewolves, were the only guests we would have."We will crush them," Grandpa said as we drove. "Yes, they have a new coach, but he really can't do much with that team of theirs.""Of course," I agreed.Normally, Johnny would come with us whenever we went to see a football match, but today he had something important to do at the bank.Ever since we

ADAPeace and quiet. That was all I felt at the moment. Once again, I had one of those dreams where I knew I was unconscious, yet the realism of it all arrested me.I found myself in what appeared to be a magical garden, bathed in sunshine, filled with colourful blooms all around me. Amongst the other flowers, the sunflowers stood out from the rest, all standing proud yet peaceful. Their yellow petals were broad and cheerful, and I chose to see them as the perfect embodiment of summer itself. Even though I knew I was asleep, I wouldn't have minded staying there for a while."Oh dear!" I exclaimed, my face lighting up as I saw butterflies move around.The garden itself was alive, with the fluttering of butterfly wings. Their bright colours and graceful movements left me awestruck with childlike wonder. I crouched and looked closer as the butterflies perched on the flowers. It seemed as though even they knew the sunflowers were particularly beautiful. Every time a butterfly landed on a

ETHANIt was yet another day, and the familiar haunting presence of my nightmares continued to linger even while I slept soundly wrapped in Brent's arms. It was always comforting having him beside me as I slept but even this didn't completely ease the fear and anxiety I felt."Johnny will come and see you," Tyler had promised over the phone. "He will explain everything to you, I promise."I knew I shouldn't get my hopes up, but the thought of finally understanding what was happening gave me a glimmer of hope. It was clear that I had gotten myself involved in something that I didn't fully comprehend, and the uncertainty was driving me insane.The morning sunlight illuminated the signboard of the bookstore, casting a warm glow upon the street outside. I took a deep breath, feeling proud of how the store looked and the warm atmosphere it provided. The scent of freshly brewed coffee was in the air, mingling with the sound of customers quietly flipping through pages, and their occasional h

ADAI arrived in the city yesterday afternoon. Until a few hours before leaving my parents' house, I wasn't sure if I wanted to come. But now, I feel like I needed the space, badly."Staying in the apartment by yourself doesn’t seem smart," Mum said when I told her I was leaving.Both her and Dad were against me leaving. They felt we had to stick together, but I didn't know if we "had to." If we learned anything from what happened at Tyler's home, it's that staying together doesn't guarantee our safety. Besides, I need the space to get my mental health in order.At 9 am, I was headed to the office to pack my things. "This is going to be hard," I muttered as I crossed the threshold of the building. I walked into the building, inhaling deeply to steady my nerves. This marked the end of my journey at this office. Today, I would say my final farewell to the job and, in more than one way, the life I once knew.Then it hit me, a strong and compelling feeling.I knew coming to this office w

ADA I didn't go to the bar as often as I used to. I can't really say why, but work, coupled with other things, made me forget about visiting the bar. Now that I had no job and no one around me, I decided to visit a nearby bar. As I sat on the bar stool, taking in the atmosphere, I let my thoughts wander. The clinking of glasses, the murmur of voices, and the scent of alcohol filled the air, blending together into an intoxicating mix. Though people were drinking alone or in groups, everyone seemed happy and enjoying the lively atmosphere, letting loose after a long day. I looked around and peered deep into the crowd, observing each person as they swirled around me all with big smiles on their faces. What could have brought them here, I wondered? Were they here to escape from the chaos of their lives or to forget about their problems for a while? Or were they here just for the drinks? Or, like me, were they just really bored with life and everything? I took a sip of my martini, and