All Chapters of My Love for the Bad Alpha : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I had lived for years, I experienced many things throughout my life, I realized what love is, I knew the meaning of family and I created two beautiful angels next to the man I was once afraid of. I learned that battles are fought and not escaped, and thanks to that I understood that several of the things had meaning Today, after twenty years sharing my life with my wolf, we had decided to give command to our first-born, Milo would take over as Alpha of the pack. I look at my son who is walking back and forth nervously while his sister and I were having fun with his agony. Milo, at twenty years old, was still a puppy but quite intelligent. Iskander was sure that he was going to be a good leader, he showed it while As he grew older, he saw that he was committed to the pack without having to tell us, so today was his day. Iskander enters the room and greets his daughter by giving her several kisses on her head. My wolf looks amused at his son who couldn't stop muttering meaningless thi

Ups and downs for both. I increased the steps when I felt her scent more intense and after a while she was there, naked and sitting with her head resting on the pillar that supported the outer roof of the cabin, her eyes closed but full of tears. I approached her and touched her startling her. - What are you doing here? - Says reassurance while wiping a few tears. - I don't think you need to be alone. I came to see what you needed. - I untransformed and approached her - I could have been a little more rational and brought clothes. - I say to myself when I see her - He came to take me to his pack, that's right - He retorts low and cold. - I came to take care of you - I strengthened and smoothed your hair - Why don't we go in? - Of course, it's not like there's anyone to bar entry. - She got up dejectedly and walked to the entrance. The answer was like a stab in my heart, I was the one responsible that only brought

She turned her back on me and advanced to help whoever was further ahead. I let out an irritated grunt, punching the floor. I hadn't stopped, I felt like a drug addict seeing the scene in front of me resemble so many other times that I entered a battle. The sound of bones breaking, a heart being ripped out, muscles ripping apart, the grunts opponents made when striking a blow, the screams and moans of pain. But she was right, my condition brought me shame. Bad or not, I had to use every breath to do something useful, to defend and avenge. It didn't matter if I was too bad to get into combat, it mattered that I did my best to try to accomplish something; be it taking out an enemy, giving someone time to flee or just defending an innocent person. It was the least I could and that I had to do for this place. - Those fucking flashbacks have got to be good for something. - I mutter using the wall to get up a little more willing - Anger is adren

Cry. Fear. Insecurity. Horror. Pain and trauma. A perfect painting of a portrait of chaos. - ALPHA! Are you well? What happened? - Sir. The place was a nest of leeches, many fled, blending into the shadows. There are packs after any fugitive. - Werewolves who knelt are contained in the west zone, most are teenagers and some need psychological support. How to proceed? Where is the Supreme? - The intelligence personnel have already entered the place to capture information. As we left, Patrick who was helping me to walk was confronted by his people. He passed by everyone asking them to wait and wait for the Supreme to pronounce. Pulling us apart, he helped me to sit on a rock and leaned against it with my heavy sigh. I couldn't see everything, but I was facing the main gate, which was rolled up. I saw Friday come out holding Monday and Third a little while later holding Thursday. Both huddled close to the door, leaning o

- I won't stay here. - It's not up to you to decide - I can bet that they are not going to decide where, at least my sister and I, are going to stay. - Do you only have one? - I only have one for which I am responsible. I didn't spend nearly 20 years of my life with the shitty Corfin's and then, in a nice way, be led by Montenegro's or Bouvier's. The Mothers always guided us, but in the end, it was us who decided things. We always have to make life choices and make decisions for ourselves and for them. - You left me out - Terceira complains Tenth and Sixth were discussing what to do from now on - Let the older ones talk, Third. How about you Alison? What do you think we have to stay here with these presumptuous men - Friday encourages my participation. - Don't say. It's all whispers and annoying comments. And what does that opinion matter? It is insignificant if it does not involve discord. - She crossed her arms, looking away to peek at somet