All Chapters of Obey Me: The Alpha's Little Mate: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Carrie I've been closely monitoring the rogues, with my focus primarily on Seth. Time is no longer on our side, as Alexei's execution is scheduled for tomorrow night. I need to act swiftly! The new leader had taken over Alexei's former quarters, the very place where Seth might have stored Alexei’s medicine we so desperately needed. I meticulously observed their every move, hoping for an opportunity to gain access to that room. My thoughts remained fixated on that room, and I made several attempts to infiltrate it under various pretexts—cleaning, delivering dishes, and even mopping the hallway. However, Daruk, the guardian of that room, strictly prohibited anyone from entering, aside from himself. It had become a forbidden zone, and no one dared to breach its boundaries. Seth had made it abundantly clear that only he and his trusted right-hand man were allowed access. Anyone who thinks otherwise would face death. One day, I tried to sneak in by pretending to deliver a meal to Seth,

Carrie "Behold, our mighty leader!" From where I was standing, I saw Daruk escorting Alexei. His eyes were black, with his nose crooked to the side. Some parts of his face had turned purple, and his face had swelled red. I bit my lower lip upon seeing him. From his deformed face, I could already conclude that he had received a heavy beating the night before. Poor guy! Daruk dragged Alexei in front of Seth. Alexei looked very weak and couldn't even stand on his own. The injuries and not eating properly, along with the sharp pain in his chest, made him look pitiful. Even an average rogue looked better than him. "Look at you, BOSS. You look awful!" Seth taunted before bursting into a crisp laugh. Clearly, he relished the sight of Alexei's pain. He despised Alexei deep in his heart, finding satisfaction in seeing him in such a situation. Thanks to his constant nagging, we were informed of how he felt, believing that Alexei had taken everything from him and led the people he believed he

Carrie With my fellow Blackmoon pack members, I stood in the blistering heat of that afternoon. We shouted our deep longing for the freedom we have been denied for so long. Our voices were heavy with the pain of oppression, echoing through the land of our ancestors, displaying our unwavering determination. The birds in the sky circled and swooped as if they sensed something significant was happening. The scorching sun intensified the moment, but it only fueled our determination. Even nature seemed to be on our side. The wind carried a sense of change, and nearby leaves rustled as if they were cheering us on. It felt like the Earth itself was supporting our cause. Without hesitation, we launched a daring assault on Seth's army. Some of our comrades had transformed into wolves, and Jerick and his loyal friends fearlessly led the charge at the very front. The opposing forces hesitated to confront Alexei, fully aware of his battlefield prowess as their former leader. Sensing their reluc

Carrie "I think everyone's here, right, Anya?" As my brother Jerick called the meeting to order, a sense of anticipation and responsibility settled. over us. The room's atmosphere was tense, and the cloudy afternoon accentuated the gravity of our discussions and decisions. The soft hum of voices filled the air, carrying with it the weight of our pack's hopes and concerns. My heart beat a little faster, knowing that the choices made in this room would profoundly impact our pack's future. I scanned the faces of my fellow council members, each representing a crucial aspect of our pack's leadership. The familiar faces around the table brought comfort, but it was mixed with the knowledge that the challenges we faced were never easy to overcome. "I call the order to—" Suddenly, the door banged open with a jolt, shattering the quietude and startling everyone inside. Anya, our diligent secretary, hurriedly handed files to the last member of the Blackmoon council. "My apologies for being

JesseI glanced around my workshop, a secret sanctuary I had kept hidden for all these years. It served as my escape from the burdens of being the Alpha and provided solace during moments of loneliness. The workshop had a cozy charm that I cherished more than my grand private room. It was the one thing I had kept entirely to myself; I had no desire to share this refuge with anyone, except for Carrie.It might seem peculiar for an Alpha to harbor such a concealed passion, a fact I was well aware of. Within the pack, no one knew about this workshop tucked away in the forbidden part of our territory. Even if a few stumbled upon it by accident, they wouldn't dare to explore further, as I had placed a stern warning at the entrance to deter any curious intruders. Nevertheless, the wolves of Silverfang were aware of my wood-carving hobby, thanks to a few pieces I had shared with them in the past. But that has changed over the last eight years. To put it simply, my creative hands had fallen d