All Chapters of Wild Heart, Untamed Alphas: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

~Ethan~ As we entered the grill, I couldn't help but notice all eyes turning towards us. People were looking at Chelsea with envy, a rare sight considering I didn't often have female company. The camera flashes going off around us confirmed that our presence was being noticed and captured. Finding a nice spot in the sparsely occupied garden, a waitress approached to take our orders. Typically, I would have opted for a beer, but I refrained, mindful of Chelsea's limitations. However, I couldn't ignore the flirtatious tone the waitress directed towards me. It was a common occurrence, and I found myself wondering why it always happened. Normally, I wouldn't care, but Chelsea was right there. Yet, Chelsea seemed unfazed by the waitress's behaviour, either oblivious to her rudeness or choosing to ignore it altogether. "Ladies first," I said, gesturing towards Chelsea. The waitress's energy shifted, her smile faltering slightly as she turned to take Chelsea's order. It was as if the prese

~Brandon~I held Lilly and caressed her arm gently, trying to soothe the ache in her heart and alleviate my fears. There was a little silence in the room as her words sank deep into my soul. Knowing she was willing to give up on her identity and walk away from everything for my sake made me feel unworthy. I didn’t do that for Winter. Instead, I humiliated and ridiculed her, hoping she would understand and wait for me. I deserved the punishment I got.Knowing how my love was inferior back then, I held on to Lilly, promising myself I wouldn’t fail twice. My love won’t be inferior this time. "Most people think my life as a royal is rosy, but they are wrong. I have had a very shitty life. People only befriended me because of what they believed they would gain. As popular as I may seem, I wasn't always the first choice for anything. I wasn't the princess; neither was I the king's niece; my father was third in the mix, and so I was only considered when the ones before me weren't available.

~Anthony~ As the Alberts bid their farewells and left, I couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy settle over me. They were the life of our little group, injecting each gathering with an energy that was infectious. Without them, the dynamics felt off-kilter. Luis, with his perpetually furrowed brow and intense focus, was a stark contrast to the Alberts' carefree nature. And the rest of the guys, well, they seemed content playing house, lost in their own little worlds. After lunch, I knew it was time to pack my bags and head back home. While I had enjoyed the change of scenery, I had work waiting for me in Greenville. Besides, hanging around Lucland without the Alberts just didn't hold the same appeal. Before hitting the road, I decided to give Liam a heads-up about my departure. After all, I had rushed over here at his behest, and it felt only right to keep him in the loop. I was yet to pack up when I got a call from my father. It was odd that he'd call me abruptly unless som

~Anthony~ I was utterly taken aback. How could they conjure up such a slew of nonsense in such a short span? It was evident that this was a targeted assault on our reputation, executed with a level of finesse that was almost impressive. The article was devoid of any substance that warranted the journalist's arrest; it was simply crafted to sow discord within the Royal Council and instil doubt in the minds of our citizens. It was a wicked yet cunning tactic, and unfortunately, we found ourselves on the receiving end of it. The seamless manner in which they fabricated connections sounded alarmingly convincing; even as an outsider, I might have been swayed. Glancing at the writer's name, I noted it belonged to a small but reputable printing press. Strangely, in Lucland, printed news held a reputation for bold authenticity. Complicating matters, this Chronicle press was known for its investigative journalism, further lending credence to their claims. What baffled me was their motivati

~Leo~ David had searched for 'Winter Crayton, and an autobiography about her, recently uploaded, had come up. It had a recent picture and stated her age and breed. The publication stated she was an orphan of unknown origin and that she grew up in an orphanage in Brighton. It stated that she was allegedly involved in prostitution before starting an orphanage and moving to Hayland, where she met her lover and fated mate, Brandon Knight. It said even though Brandon made a public show of rejecting her at their bluemoon wedding, they believed it was a scheme by the two of them so he could get his hands on Lesley Adamson Armstrong's dirty money. The autobiography further stated that Winter was now with my son, Noah. There were snippets that insinuated that Brandon, Summer and Winter are con artists who are preying on the rich and powerful, making my sons unsuspecting victims. Although it does not say anything malicious about my boys, it only implies they are unfit to rule. If they can b