All Chapters of Mated To My Savage Alpha: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

JadenAs the sun began to dip below the horizon, I headed towards my house to shower and get ready for dinner with Stacey’s family. The sky was painted in shades of orange and pink, signaling the end of another day. I can tell she is nervous from the constant chatter, fussing about how everything needed to be perfect, her fingers twisting the hem of her dress as she speaks like a trapped bird. She made me change my black shirt three times. I could see the tension in her body as she continued to fret over this dinner. I needed to calm her down, so I let her suck my dick as we were getting ready, knowing the pleasure would put her at ease. It worked for me, but I told her she will have to tell me what she and Hunter were up to if she wanted to get hers. Sadly, that meant no pussy for me. I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of disappointment and wondered what she was hiding.We pulled up to the large house, and Stacey let out a sigh before readjusting her dress for what seemed like the hun

JadenThe next day, I called Pax and Hunter back to my office. My hand shook as I reached for another cigarette, my fifth one of the day. A tumbler of whiskey sat on my desk, half-empty. “Are you certain?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. They both nodded, fear evident in their eyes. “We checked everything,” Pax said, his voice shaking slightly. “There was no movement around any of the hatches and we haven’t found anything on the CCTV footage near them either or in the tunnels.” I let out a heavy sigh and knocked back the rest of my whiskey, then picked up the bottle and took a long drink straight from it.“Fuck! She can doctor the footage. Did you double-check the footage for any discrepancies?” I ask as Hunter nods. The dark circles under his eyes tell me he hasn’t slept. Guilt fills me. He no doubt has spent all night looking. “Yes, I did. There was nothing. I have even sent some of the files to Sabastian to analyse if he can detect anything, encrypted, of course. But we pro

JadenAfter a quick shower together, Stacey left to get ready at her parents’ house. As I watched her walk out the door, I couldn’t shake off the knot forming in my chest about what was to come tonight. Yes, it was the day she would officially become the luna of this pack, but it was also when the other alphas would be, especially those who had watched the games. I had meticulously planned every aspect to ensure her safety. I just needed to mark her so if things went south, the pack would recognise her as their luna and leader.Not that it was going to come to that, of course.I had already made Hunter and Pax take an oath to protect her over me yesterday. They both knelt before me, their heads bowed in submission as I placed my hand on each of their shoulders. “You will protect her above all else,” I commanded, my voice echoing through the pack house. As their alpha, their instincts would naturally choose me and if there was a choice between the two of us. I knew what mine would be.

StaceyMy parents’ car pulled into the familiar driveway, and I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of nostalgia as I stepped through the front door and into my childhood home. My old room was exactly how I remembered it - the same posters on the walls, the same stuffed animals on the bed. I hadn’t told them about the messages or how Gretchen had been acting. Suffice to say, it gave me the creeps.I had brought her with me for moral support, but my little fur ball was having none of it. Although she did just wait outside my bedroom patiently, guarding me with her big brown eyes and wagging tail. I guess that is nice of her.Megan was on her way over, ready to help me prepare for the big day. I bit my lip nervously as I debated whether or not to tell her what might happen today. I didn’t want to make her anxious, but she had a right to know. I took a deep breath and shook my head, reminding myself that we had gone through extensive security training for this moment. We were prepared, and ev

StaceyI make my way down my front garden filled with vibrant flowers and twisting vines, Taylor by my side as a wall of guards surround me. I can just see a barricade of black jackets that swallow them whole with broad shoulders as I reach the end of the driveway. There is a sweet fragrance from the flowers and damp earth from the nighttime due. I turn to look at Taylor, who gives me a nod, gesturing for us to go left. I can hear so much chatter and noise from all the guests that it’s a little overwhelming and I’m glad for the formidable line of bodyguards.We make our way through the woods up towards the pumpkin patch field. A blur of dark greens and browns, the trees tall and imposing, like sentinels guarding their domain. The moonlight filters through the thick branches, casting eerie shadows on the ground. I can see the sharp blades of grass and twigs scattered on the forest floor, unmoving, as we walk forward. I can’t even hear the birds or the twigs snapping beneath my heels as