All Chapters of When The Alpha Falls He Falls Hard: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Heather The morning sun streamed in through the cafe windows, filling the cozy space with a warm glow. I hummed softly to myself as I wiped down tables and prepared for opening."Life is going smoothly, with Alex, Ian. And everything seems just fine." I uttered, glancing at Aria."Yeah, always what you wanted." She smiled. "I'm happy for you." She added."Actually, it scared me sometime." I sighed. "You know they say, calm before the storm, right?" I asked. "I wondered if this is how it felt like." I whispered."Stay positive love." Aria adviced squeezing my shoulder before she entered the store room.This little cafe had become my haven these past months, a refuge from the chaos I had fled.Glancing at the clock, I saw it was nearly time for my favorite regular customer - my son, Alex, stopping in on his way to school. Seeing his smile brighten when I brought his hot chocolate to the table had become the best part of my mornings. Right on time, the door chimed and Alex walked in,

IanThe early morning sun filtering into my office found me already hard at work finalizing plans for the the day about how to improve the branch in Loaka City. Sitting in my new office. In this new branch I've opened."What a hectic day I'll be, I don't think I'll go visit her today." I mumbled aside.Ever since I came here, I had become determined to establish a permanent foothold. And if it meant I got to remain near a certain cafe manager, well, that was simply an added benefit.A knock at my door interrupted my focused planning. "Come in," I called, expecting my assistant with the morning briefings. But instead it was my father who entered, looking serious."Good morning, Father," I stand up greeted him, curious what matter was weighing on him so early. "Ian, I wanted to discuss this talk of opening a branch in Loaka City," he began without preamble. "What makes you so eager to set down stakes there specifically?"I considered my response carefully. My father was not one to act

LucasThe city sprawled before me, reeking of humanity and false hopes. But somewhere amid the maze of steel and glass, my mate's scent lingered."And I'll find you no matter what." I whispered, puffing my cigar.Lost for so long, now Heather was within my reach once more, is there any happier I can be. I would tear this labyrinth apart stone by stone to find her if need be. "I'll not accept any excuse! Find her. And do anything you to, even if. It means killing anyone and she's the only one left." I backed hearing Peter bringing bad news about they is no whereabouts of Heather in B city."I.. you wish is my command sir." Peter bowed a little before he rushed out together with the pack warriors fanned out discreetly to canvass the city as I headed straight to the squalid tenement building where whispers placed Heather's scent most recently. "Fuck! I do need that Bastard skills." I rubbed my forehead, throwing the cigar in the ash plate before grabbing my phone on the desk."I'll jus

Lucas It was weeks after I heard about Ian Grayson. "Did he says anything?" I asked Keegan as I lean on the car, puffing cigar with my blood soiled hand after giving the man a beating. "No, my Alpha. I cut All of his fingers but he hasn't said a word about Ian." Keegan replied, wiping his body hands with shirt before throwing it in the bin."Fuck. Just end him. He have no use anymore. He won't say a thing." I cursed hitting the car."Okay, would be back in a minute." Keegan replied fading away."Just who the Fuck is Ian and why is he having this big and strong supporters?" I yelled.Thought to search for him but after weeks of fruitlessly search and chasing wisps of Heather’s faded scent through empty rooms and cold trails, that executive’s mysterious comments about her ties to some Ian Grayson refused to leave my mind. Back in my penthouse, I delved into uncovering who this potential new player was and what his intentions toward my mate entailed. Grayson...I kept repeating his n

Alex"Fuck,"I woke with a start, heart racing and sheets tangled from another night of disturbing dreams where a monstrous wolf lurked just out of sight. "Another nightmare." Rubbing my eyes with a groan, I tried pushing away the haunting images. I had enough trouble dealing with my new wolf form in waking life without my subconscious churning out more terror.Stumbling to the bathroom, I splashed cold water on my face and confronted the stranger gazing back wearily from the mirror. Ever since my first traumatic transformation, it felt like I was living in someone else's life, my real self lost somewhere along the way. Mom kept assuring me I would adjust in time, find balance between two natures. But how could anyone get used to their bones and muscles violently reshaping against their will? Just thinking about the next full moon made my stomach turn.At school I went through the motions, unable to focus. The wolf spirit prowling restlessly in my mind made it impossible to concentr