All Chapters of Let Me Go, Alpha Calhoun : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Calhoun's POVI am still on the search for my mate when I hear muffled screams and men talking from afar.There's this tugging feeling inside of me and I don't want to think that Kristen went to the club and left with the wrong set of guys. My wolf and Bruce exchange a glance and we dash in the direction from where the noise is coming from. It's dark, but there's a fluctuating light that lends a hand of help in tracing the noise until we stop at the exact spot.Just like that, my heart drops in my stomach because I can feel her even before I see her. Kristen is tied to a pole with a rag on her mouth. Her shirt is torn, and her trousers are slipped down to her knees, putting her butt on display. Three tattered-looking men are surrounding her and the smallest is already stripping naked, to touch what's mine.The fact that it's truly Kristen who's helpless like that and in tears, makes the body of my wolf invigorate for war.He charges at the first man and the impact makes us bump int

Calhoun's POV"I am so sorry that I couldn't make it to the wedding,""Not to worry, I already received your message.""Well, I must say you've always had a good eye for women. Natalie is breathtakingly beautiful and extremely kind. The Greyhound pack is lucky to have her as a Luna," Landon looks in Natalie's direction across the table, with a smile spreading across his face."Thank you, Alpha Landon," Natalie beams at him before forking some beef into her mouth.It's evening and we're having dinner with Alpha Landon and his family from the Yellowstone pack. He's a long-time friend of mine, ahead of me with sixteen years. He has a wife and a son who's in his twenties."Tell me how you met Calhoun," his wife, Lucy urges Natalie."I was taken off from the accounting department to be his acting PA because the one he had called in sick. Also, I helped with the renovation of the fifth pack house because I have a diploma in Interior design," Natalie has her cheeks red like a tomato freshly p

Kristen's POVAlpha Calhoun's behavior was uncalled for. I hate to admit that as much as I tried to get him jealous, I wasn't very pleased with him, seeing him look so jealous because I was with a boy I just met for the first time. Ivan, son of Alpha Landon. I wanted to send Calhoun a message, that was why I faked interest in Ivan, but I hated it. Everything I did was to tell him off because he wanted to divorce my mom for my sake. A part of me wants to be with him but the other is totally against it because my mom is in the picture. Not only I can't hurt my mom, but I'm also afraid of her, what she might do when she finds out the truth.The way Calhoun lost self-control and pulled me away from Ivan made my heart quake in my chest. I was afraid mom and everyone else would see and I found it very hot. Mostly when I deliberately called him stepfather and he yelled in my face, warning me never to call him that.How could he even do that? When mom, Alpha Landon, and his wife were just a

Kristen's POVI wake up to the buzzing of the timer beside me and find myself in a tangled mess of sheets.For a moment I pause to wonder where I am, because this doesn't look like my room. And suddenly images of last night flash through my head and then I can remember everything.Goosebumps rise in my every single pore when I see Calhoun fast asleep beside me.He looks peaceful in his sleep, with his lashes creating a shadow on his cheekbones. His mouth is not even apart with a drool discharging, nor is he snoring.It's the first time I'm sleeping on top of a bed with him. And it's as if we're lovers.The way he made sweet passionate love to me on top of that table makes heat crawl and settle in the pit of my stomach.My phone is still ringing and with my heart in my throat, I get off the bed to see who it is.Mom!"Don't answer it!" Calhoun is getting off the bed already."Sixteen missed calls, she's probably afraid that something has happened to me.""DO NOT pick up, Kristen!" He'

Kristen's POVI've never had anyone cook for me before except my mom, it's always ordering take-out meals or going to restaurants to eat because I'm certain I will be a bad cook even in my next life So when Calhoun settles the plate of sandwich in front of me, my chest is swollen as I have bath foams in there."Here you go," he stands aback and watches me.Sluggishly, I pull the plate closer to me and sigh."Go ahead," he urges me.It's not every day one can have a hot man preparing breakfast for them.An Alpha who has thousands of people and all packs on the Eastside under him."You keep staring at the food, you don't like it?""No, no," in a rush, I push all the sandwich in my mouth, something which makes my cheeks bulge like a bulldog's.Calhoun puts his hand on his chin and lowers his eyes into a squint as he observes me. The sandwich is good but I'm not comfortable with the awareness of his gaze fixated on me like this. I'll bet he thinks I'm clumsy with a bad eating habit, but