All Chapters of The Alpha's Cure: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Early the following day, Wilson picked me up. While I was dressing, he asked, "Where are your clothes? This is how we met, with you naked in the woods. What's this about? And tell me the truth.""Remember, I said the less you know, the better?"Wilson nods, and I continue, "It still stands. You're my friend, Wilson. At the right time, I'll tell you everything, but today, please get me as far away from Knight Island as possible. If some college girls can find me, the authorities will.Use your fake ID to get us a rental car. We'll drive to another big city, get a new rental, and then drive until I feel safe." Our road trip is calming during the day, but my mind goes to Ajay whenever Wilson's asleep. She's a witch like Mama. Then I'll hear Melanie warning me Mama had me under a spell. Am I only attracted to Ajay due to some spell she's cast on me? Next, my thoughts drift to Chiara. Everything about her is erotic, exotic, and beautiful, but I wasn't attracted to her. Seeing this woman

Once Chiara tells me Jude asked her to join him in Blue Luna, my heart stops. The entire table watches me in silence. Before a tear falls, I stand, and Dawn asks, "Ajay, where are you going? Sit down."Shaking my head, I walk away, but Dawn and Rayshawn catch me. Breathless, I whisper, "Please, let me go.""Please, let's talk." Dawn pleads. Soon, they all follow us outside the diner. There's a park behind it, so I walk towards the pond. I stop and stare straight ahead. Behind me, from over my shoulder, Dawn says, "Tell us why you're so upset with us. You told us Jude was deceased. I don't remember you revealing his location or anything. Chiara's spirit guide led her here, so how is this b.s. to you?"Now facing them, I answer, "Because my spirit guide told me I've been deceived.""You're a newbie, Ajay. You don't have a spirit guide yet.""Yes, I do!""Who is it, and when did they reveal themselves?""My mother and last night."Huffy, Dawn sighs, "Everyone sees their mother at first,

Being with Ellie is much more interesting than meeting with the coven. We do our due diligence by attending meetings, but our intimate time is fascinating.After a meeting, Ellie and I drive to a nearby campsite. We're exchanging spells when some critter scurries across our feet, scaring us. We laugh it off, then a few minutes later, it runs past again, and I curse it to death.The opossum falls feet up, and rigor mortis sets in instantly. Ellie sits petrified, staring at its carcass. I say, "Sorry about that. Now, where were we?"Slowly, she cuts her eyes towards me and then asks, "How is this possible?""How is what possible?""You kill?" She frowns.Eyes squinted, I answer, "It's a rat.""We don't practice dark magic. All our names mean light." Through an uncomfortable chuckle, I tease, "Lighten up, Ellie. This is our secret, right? My mother showed me a few spells during my meditation. It's a minuscule curse for pests. I'd never use it on a human—it's not even powerful enough to

Past midnight, I stop at a rest area. The first thing is a sign warning me to watch for scorpions and rattlesnakes. With a brisk jog, I hurry into the building and use the restroom. Back in my SUV, I scroll through my playlists and put on some mellow music. Afterward, I GPS the nearest motel. There's one 35 miles away. The second I look down to put my truck into gear, there's a knock at my window. Foot slamming the brake, I come to a complete halt. I look out, and it's Chiara. Her beautiful golden eyes are glowing in the dark. My window rolls down, and she leans in, saying, "Fancy meeting you here." This encounter, her scent is turning me on. Discreetly, eyeing her perfect physique, I say, "Hey, Chiara. Are you following me?" "Maybe. May we get a ride?" Suddenly, Lucy appears behind her. Peeking into the backseats, she asks, "Where's Wilson." "Wilson? Uh, our adventure together ended weeks ago." Through wanton eyes, Lucy replies, "That's too bad. Now you'll have to accommodate t

Justine stands watching my reaction. Instantly, I knew it was Deena attacking my coven. I ask, "When was the last time Zelma spoke to Micah?"Shrugged, she answers, "Who knows? Out of the blue, Zelma will communicate random information via Micah. But enough on that, why are you reading witchcraft for pleasure?"I'm dazed, looking through her, when I hear my mother say, "You can trust her with a little."I answer, "My mother was a witch.""What?""Yes. My dad told me the last time we spoke. He made it something tragic, but I learned she was quite powerful. She was a gray witch.""Hmm." Justine mocks."Are you familiar with that terminology?"Justine laughs, "Not at all.""She wasn't good or evil, but practiced white and black magic.""Is that what you practice?"Hesitant, I answer, "Yes.""Good. Hopefully, you'll beat Deena.""Do you believe in any of this stuff?""Do I think it's real? Yes, but would I dabble with it? No.""I used to feel how you feel, but it's much more than hocus poc