All Chapters of Maeve: The Rise Of The Gamma : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Maeve POV I stand in front of the mirror, adjusting my boobs. I am putting on a sexy red short gown. The gown is a body hug, hugging my slim waist and curvy hips. Not going to lie, I am curvier than most adults she wolf in the pack, probably because of my status. “You done?” My best friend, Mary, whispered. I turn back to look at her. “Yes, how do I look?" I grinned, doing a 360 for her. She smiled widely, her blue eyes drinking me in. "Honestly, Mae, you look fantastic; I could literally eat you up,” she teased, smirking at me. I chuckled, covering my mouth. Well, Mary is bi, and she always teases me about how fat my ass is and how she wants a taste of it, but I know she is just joking. Her phone pinged, and she looked at it, grinning. “The girls are ready; let’s go,” she said, taking her heels in her hand. I bent down to take off my heels after taking my purse. She opened the window, looked around before jumping down, and I watched as she landed perfectly on her legs. I do the s

Maeve Pov I walked around aimlessly. I am tired, exhausted, and just drained. I don’t know how many hours it has been, but the weather is hot. I have been running nonstop for hours. I have not run into anyone; I have no destination; I don’t even know what I am doing. Liza is quiet, mourning her parents and mate. I don’t even have any tears in me. I feel so tired to even cry. It’s funny how I was an Alpha daughter yesterday preparing for her birthday party and today I am a lone wolf hungry and tasty. If I had known this would happen, I would have stayed with my parents all night, hugged them close and told them I love them countless times. I would have not gone to the club, I didn’t even go back there. I have no idea what happened to Mary, if she was alive or dead, if she came back to the pack house. I know nothing. I slumped on the floor, not moving. My ear was very close to the ground, so I could hear and feel the vibrations on the floor. I don’t care who it is or what i

Maeve POV All my life, father has always taught me not to lose control. I lost control once and I almost got a pack member killed, my father was an alpha and my mother was a beta daughter and she came from a generation of alpha’s so I have always had immense strength and father taught me how to use my strength, he taught me how not to lose control. And I never lost control since that day but today I lost all control, I can feel my eyes turning pure gold as I stood up from the chair. My hand turned to claws and hair sprouted out of my skin as I shifted into my big black wolf. It’s no secret that my wolf is bigger than my father's, it has always been big and intimidating and right now I want her head. They screamed as I jumped on the table, taking the girl by her neck and flinging her body to the wall. Her body made a dent on the wall as she fell to the floor. I ran to her clawing her face immediately I got to her while she tried to protect it but I grabbed her neck with my t

Maeve POV We didn’t talk again, and I just kept following her to the arena. I could see other people also heading there, and they all whispered. They are actually mocking me, saying I just made a stupid decision, but I ignored them. After taking a long walk, we got to the arena, and it’s so big, big enough for thousands of people. We passed through some doors, then we got to Ario. He was putting on a black shirt with black trousers; his shirt wasn’t buttoned up completely, and his black hair was a bit messy. It seems he has brushed his hair with his hand so many times today. Seeing him made me feel relaxed and also irritated, especially as he was looking at me blankly. “Everything is ready, alpha,” a warrior said, coming to him, and his attention was divided. “Okay, let’s move,” he said. I followed Maya as we all left the open space, but as I was going, he pulled me back. “Leave,” he said, holding my wrist. I looked down, my heart fluttering at the gesture. His hand looked big aro

Third-person POVJane gulped, looking into her cold eyes. Her plan was to stay away and let the men exhaust her, and when they least expected it, she delivered the last blow, killing her, but she didn’t expect it to go this way. She killed everyone; everyone is dead, she didn’t leave one alive.She was trying to escape, but she fell on a sword, and now her hand was bleeding. She shouldn’t have screamed; her hand was already healing. Maeve shifted her hair sticking to her bloody skin. She felt a sharp pain in her stomach but ignored it as she laughed at the scared Jane. She remembered what she told her in that dining room, and her laughter increased.“Where are you running to?” she asked, climbing over the dead bodies to get to her.“Please,” Jane begged, shaking.“The bitch begs,” Maeve said, tilting her head. She has not lost control, she is very much in control, but the bitch in front of her was making her angry. She talked to her in that manner, was indifferent to the fact, she had