บททั้งหมดของ MY SUPER CRUSH IS AN ALPHA: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

My heart raced with a mix of tension and anger, as I grappled with the belief that my girlfriends were plotting some elaborate prank on me. But deep down, I couldn't fathom how these seemingly contented ladies, immersed in the pleasures of their lovers' tender embraces and passionate encounters, could possibly spare a thought for me in the dead of night.Then, piercing the air, a chilling howl echoed through the darkness, followed by a symphony of haunting cries from multiple wolves. Fear gripped me, but what truly terrified me was the thunderous sound of racing footsteps closing in from all directions. In that moment, instinct took over, and I leaped to my feet, sprinting away in a blind panic.My desperate flight through the night was hindered by the confining grip of skinny jeans, denying me the freedom of movement I desperately needed. As I ran, my curiosity got the better of me, and I dared to steal a glance over my shoulder to catch a glimpse of the source of my terror. What

"Hey there," he greeted with a deep, mesmerizing tone, accompanied by a smile that could melt hearts. "I believe this pen belongs to you. You left it behind after our mathematics class." With a graceful gesture, he extended his arm, offering me my forgotten writing instrument. To say that I was taken aback would be an understatement. My heart skipped a beat, and a surge of inexplicable emotions coursed through me. It may sound melodramatic, but his simple act of returning the pen struck a chord deep within me. After all, I had intentionally left it behind in the previous class."Oh, no. You can keep it. I'm sure you'll need it for our next class," I stammered, surprised by my own words. Something about him had stirred a kind of kindness within me that I seldom showed, especially to cool, sweet and humble guys."Another class? Really?" He furrowed his brows, disbelief etched across his face. Attending another class didn't seem to be his idea of comfort."Yes, we have general biolog

"Hello, Sandra," a familiar voice called out from the other end of the line. The sound of Victor Kristianson's voice sent a jolt of excitement through my veins, awakening memories of the time we had spent together in that General biology class."Ah, Victor, the mysterious ebony gentleman who shared a seat with me that one fateful day," I teased, playing coy with the caller, even though deep down, I knew exactly who was on the other end of the line.A soft chuckle escaped from him, betraying his amusement at my feigned ignorance. "Yes, Sandra, it's me," he confirmed, his voice carrying a sense of familiarity and comfort.Curiosity mingled with anticipation as I held the phone to my ear, hanging onto his every word. "So, how have you been? How's life treating you?" I asked, attempting to keep my tone casual and composed, despite the palpable excitement bubbling within me."Oh, I'm doing well," he replied, his voice filled with a subtle charm that sent shivers down my spine. The simplic

VICTOR'S POVIt was a cold evening at around ten pm, and I parked my power bike inside the garage that housed a couple of luxury cars.With my two wheeled vehicle at it's regular spot, I moved out from the garage, locked it with my remote control, and headed for the mansion.I could already recognize the scent of the several wolves that belonged to my pack, what surprised me was the fact that Daniella was at home already.I opened the door using the biometric identification machine that was just at the main entrance and I walked in.As I strode upstairs, I was able to hear some indistinct chatter, it looked like the wolves were having a good time, well that was new, especially when Daniella was around.I followed the voices I heard, and finally I was able to trace were my wolves were.Once I arrived, everyone gazed at my direction. The whole place was with grave silence, the type of silence that greeted a powerful leader.I did not expect it, but I knew the reason why."That mundane lo

VICTOR'S POVEver since I came into this world I had been a huge fan of sports especially soccer. I loved sports because it taught discipline, teamwork and comradeship, however aside family, these were attributes or characteristics that gave me some reason to be happy, despite the ugly experiences I had encountered.I had applied to be part of the college soccer trials about a week ago despite the opposition of my junior brother David.His opposition of my resolve to avoid college sport was stemmed out of a reason I knew nothing about, anyway I was not surprised at his behaviour. He was just trying to be overprotective.Yes I know I am werewolf, however I resolved never to use my super powers to enhance my performance on the pitch. I mean I am over eighty years old and I know the full definition of cheating, my chivalrous nature would not allow that.Ever since I called Sandra, inviting her to watch me, I felt relieved. She was a good friend, and I felt very awful at not being able