All Chapters of The Alpha’s Second Mate: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Wait a second. Why is my daughter behind a tree with that troublemaker? As I get closer, I see him leaning towards her, and Lilah's cheeks are tinted red.My jaw drops at that little rascal. Before I can get close enough to pull him off her, he places his lips on my daughter's. It doesn't last more than a second before he's wretched away from her furiously.I'm only less than five steps away when I see that Harry is the one who jacked Simon off of Lilah. My lips parted as I watched him make a fist of the boy's shirt. Oh, heavens, this mate of mineI know how well he didn't like Simon in the first place, and now this. I'm sure that all hell is about to break loose."You little piece of shit, how dare you place your slimy lips on my angel?" Harry questions the boy in a pissed-off tone, and Simon scoffs, puffing out his chest as he places his tiny hands on Harry's own and tries to get it off his own."She likes me, and I like her. What's your problem, old man?" Simon says in a gruff tone

Sandra came bright and early to get me ready for the trial today. She might not be working as a maid anymore, but she still sees it fit to dress me up because she thinks that I can't get ready on my own.I can, but I just don't want to. She forces me into a black power gown with ruffles at the rim, but not so much that it's weird. It's fitted from my neck to my waist but free downwards, and it has a square-shaped neckline that's not afraid to show the top of my breasts.I wear my hair up in a messy bun with jewellery draped across my open neckline and shoes that fit comfortably under my gown. Sandra stares at me in pride when she's fine, but I frown deeply at her efforts."It's a trial, not a ball." I say in a dry voice, and she rolls her eyes, spinning my dressing mirror chair so that I can face her directly. Then she rests both her hands on my shoulders and wears a happy smile."You're the Luna. You have to look like this for either occasion. Besides, everyone there would be dressed

Harry is the only one present at the funeral, for obvious reasons. I don't think any member of the pack would even be comfortable here with the conditions Jeremy put them through.It's going to take a while for the fear people have to fully subside. He put a memorable dent in their lives, literally. As werewolves, our funerals aren't as straightforward as human ones. For humans, they either cremate their loved ones and keep the ashes with them or spread them in the ocean.Or they bury them the old-fashioned way, six feet deep. For werewolves, it's different. More ceremonial, if that's the word. For respected and high-ranking members of a pack, they are buried on ancestral grounds with the oldest member of the pack, who blesses their remains. For normal members of the pack, a cremation ceremony is held, where the eldest in the family carries it out and blesses the soul of the dead.But for the scorned and shamed members of the pack, their remains are cremated and cursed into the soil f

I make my way to see Sir Smith. Over the last few weeks, I've been visiting him constantly, and he's gotten better. Way better, but lately, whenever I see him, I'm reminded of what he did to Jeremy.I admit that he made a mistake—a misjudgement of character. If only he had listened to his son and acted on his fears, then maybe some things would have turned out differently. But instead, the second he found out his son was having fears and opinions, he boxed him up and sent him to the first rehabilitation centre that came calling.Because of that, there's a certain grudge I hold against the man, though the one I hold against myself is bigger. Now, with the threats eliminated, I didn't think there was any reason to have Sir Smith's door guarded 24 hours a day, seven days a week.Now, the man is as free as a bird, and sometimes he takes walks around the hallway with no one to force him back to his room for rest. I step into the room, and I see that he's just making his way out of the toil

This. This is what I've been afraid of for so damn long. This anger of his. He can be calm and laughing and all jokes one second, but the next, he turns into a beast. His wolf pull is so strong since he's an alpha.Even more so than Sir Smith. He's never been able to control it, and half the time, his wolf makes his decisions for him. That's why I'm so scared of how he'll be with the kids.He could lose control of one of them one day and... I don't even want to think that far, but I know that it's inevitable. These kids can make someone pull their hair out of their head.A person has to have real patience when dealing with them, or else things could really go to shreds. I don't want my kids to get mauled by their father. I don't think any sane person would ever want that.Time stills as Harry's amber eyes glow. I'm not sure the kids understand what's happening. They think that the show of eyes is cool because the three of them are fawning over it.Only we, the adults, know what's trul