Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Tsundere Alpha: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Amira has been able to go through the rest of the week without any more random popups during school or surprise visits at work from Isaac. This hasn’t stopped her from being on edge every time her phone goes off, nor has it kept her from checking over her shoulder every time she walks the school hallways or leaves a class. After an entire week though, it seems Isaac really is going to keep good on finally leaving her alone, while Calix is also keeping good on his word of pursuing her every chance he gets. At school the following day on Tuesday, when she went to the cafeteria as usual to buy her lunch, she was gifted with a free meal, the lunch lady told her she was able to get whatever she wanted, courtesy of a secret admirer. Amira knew better than that who was really behind it, with Calix making his grand appearance minutes after she had sat down to enjoy her meal. He followed that up with having a large bouquet of wildflowers waiting for her at her father’s

Everyone in the room has frozen on the spot and is watching the three of them, most gazing at Isaac, wondering what he is going to do next as he stomps up to Amira and Calix. He stops in front of Amira and grabs her arm roughly, bringing her closer and looking down at her neck – to the spot where Calix left a mark earlier. While she was enjoying herself, she forgot to cover her neck and her hair must have revealed the mark. “How were you able to see it from that far away?” Calix asks. It is then she realizes that he also has his hand on Isaac, gripping the forearm of the arm that is holding Amira. “I didn’t see it at first, I could smell it from all the way across the room. I’m the only person in this room who knows her unique smell and when someone else has tainted it,” Isaac growls. Calix throws him off of Amira and stands in front of her, everyone else around them now crowding in to see the fight. “What in the hell is

“Hey man, something we can help you with?” Evander breaks the tension. He is grinning at Calix despite the deep glare aimed back at him. “Nothing you can help me with,” Calix mutters and turns to Amira. “We have a study session. You’re late.” He grabs her arm and drags her out of her seat toward the front doors, ignoring her protests and attempts to pull away. She checks the hallway when they get out and sees no one is around before she starts to slap the side of Calix’s arm until he finally lets go halfway down the hallway. In a flash, he presses her against the wall and leans down to her ear, his hands trembling as they grip hers. “Are you aware of who you were sitting with?” She shakes her head. “He was just returning a photocopy of the school map I lent him this morning, that’s all. He’s just a new student.” “He is a werewolf, Amira. One with the scent of an Alpha.” The scent of an Alpha? She knows enough

As Calix pulls into the Highmoon Pack territory, Amira feels as if she has been transported to another world, like a hidden fantasy realm just beyond the dreary and grey city she has always lived in. She never knew there could be such a bountiful and beautiful place as the Highmoon territory, the grass as green as the fake grass on some of the richest places in Morrowfalls, but lush and real. The dense trees seem to help keep the fog of the swamp away but are still scattered enough to let in a rare view of sunlight as the clouds pass by. Pulling up to the pack house her tongue nearly falls out of her mouth as her jaw topples open, looking at the mass structure as if it just stepped out of the Viking era. “This is your pack house?” she whispers. Calix chuckles. “A lot better compared to that shabby ex-boyfriend's house.” He stops and peers at the front. “With the door wide open,” he mutters. He removes her off his lap and gets out of the car, expos

**WARNING - This chapter contains sexually suggestive content that isn't suitable for readers under 18. ** ~*~*~*~*~*~ Amira wakes up to the shock of seeing it is 6 a.m. – and it’s now Monday. She slept all of Sunday away after her activities in bed last night. Just the thought sends her stomach flip-flopping and squirming, remembering every last detail of what she did last night. She is almost still able to feel his fingers inside of her. Oh, dear god! She gets out of bed quietly and rushes into the bathroom, turning on the light to find the sink and splash some cold water on her face. Looking up at the mirror to check how streaked her make-up is, she gasps loudly instead of the multiple hickey marks covering her chest and neck. She also notices that she has been dressed in an oversized white t-shirt, her bra still missing but her panties back in place. “Oh, my god,” she mutters, thinking of Calix changing her and cleaning up their mess after