All Chapters of Fullmoon With The Alpha: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“This place…” Denise spat back at him, “…will never be my home.”“Hmmm. Well then…” Damian shrugged as if her words meant nothing to him, “If you don’t mind, please spare us a little drop of blood. After everything is confirmed, we’ll figure out what to do with you and where you stand. Can you be a little patient, dear sister?”That same night, somehow, things ended up very different from what Denise initially planned. Her and Jaxson did not leave. Or rather, they couldn’t leave…all because of him. Damian.It wasn’t long after the exchange that guards suddenly rose up out of nowhere and in moments, they were surrounded. There was no way out of it, and she couldn’t take it up with the Queen for she remained as silent as a mouse throughout it all. Not one word had left her lips. Was she even capable of holding a conversation in that pitiful state?With things as they were…Denise had nowhere to run.“I told you this would happen.” The irritating ‘I told you so’ comment from Jack made Den

As if paralyzed in place, Denise didn’t move a muscle. She didn’t even breath.His lips were on hers, the same lips that he had deemed too good for her back then. The feel of his flesh was soft and the friction was filled with passion, the kind of passion she had once wanted so desperately but never got. The pit of her stomach began to grow hot and the tingling sensation did fireworks on her skin too, but Denise’s disgust outweighed the thrill the bond forced her to feel. His audacity was infuriating.Without a second thought, her hands pushed through the bars, fingers gripping the hair at the back of his head. She yanked his head back and forced his lips to part with hers, then with her nostrils flaring, she allowed her nails to dig into his scalp. “You fucking lunatic!”“What? I can’t?” His eyes crinkled at the sides as a full blown grin slipped across his face. “I told you…you’re mine.” His tongue slid out of his mouth to glide across his bottom lip. It was still tingling nicely. “

At the back of the palace and in the midst of the dark forest, four necks were trapped on something similar to a guillotine. Their hands were tied behind their backs and their mouths were stuffed with cloths thanks to the two women of the four who had been screaming at the top of their lungs. A large sharp blade hung over their heads and all that was left…was for Prince Damian to trigger it.It was not even a day after the test results came in, when the Queen had them brought in as prisoners. At first, they were kept in the far part of the dungeon where they were given no food nor water. No excuses were taken and no questions were asked, but a decree was made: Justin, Patrice, Kira and Wyatt were to be set to die and their pack imprisoned.Like anyone else would, they all feared for their lives but it was already clear that they would not be given a chance.Wyatt expected this, and without the knowledge of his pack, he had planned to take his family and run. But even before he could t

Wyatt’s bleeding lips were sealed tightly together and his eyes had not lifted to meet Denise’s for even a second. With things as they were, he couldn’t help but wish…she had just let him die. “Hey.” Damian’s eyes narrowed, as his fingers pressed into Wyatt’s back, nails sinking deep enough to draw blood. “At least pretend you’re grateful.” Clenching his jaw, Wyatt reluctantly lowered his head even further and leaned over, bowing briefly. He kept his mouth shut but the intense feeling of Damian’s glare digging into his skull made his lips reluctantly slide apart, “Thank…” He swallowed his remaining pride, “Thank you…” “Good!” Damian grinned, pleased. “Now then, I’ll escort you four back to---” “No.” Denise glared at him from over the Queen’s shoulder, a clear sign of deep opposition to his words. “Ah… Though I understand your worries, I’m a bit offended. I would let my brother do the honors instead since he has a much better reputation, but he has a special case as you can s

“I know you’re fine sleeping next to me, you’re fine living together as well and you’ve always been comfortable even if you’re butt naked before me…but isn’t that all because you think of me as no more than your loyal dog? Should we marry, would you really be okay? Kissing, touching…would it not repulse you thinking of me as your husband?” “What are you on about? That’s scary.” Denise lifted her head and punched his chest playfully. “Even if you’re joking, let’s not refer to ourselves as dogs. You and Trey are most important to me.” “Then, you’d kiss me?” He continued to press, making her eyes go wide, “Would that be okay?” He held her gaze with such intensity that she unconsciously looked to his lips. Then in an instant, she was up. She straightened her back when she climbed to her feet before quickly turning to stretch out an arm towards Jaxson. An awkward smile stretched across her face, one that shook the longer she stared at him. She couldn’t tell whether he was joking or not