All Chapters of The Alpha's Obsession: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

WillowAsh and I ran through various scenarios, but nothing felt like it came close to being the answer. I mean, he was good with the ideas, but none sounded like they would work.He said he had met my father once, a long time ago and that was just it. He didn’t know my father like I did, but the more I thought about it, I wondered how well I actually knew him. Why hadn’t he asked for help if he knew death was coming?“We won’t know anything until Zane gets back.” Ash tells me as he takes the plates away.“What if it’s another trap?”“Do you really think Zane is that stupid?”“No, I’m just….” I frown as I realise how attached I’ve become to him.Ash sits back down. “Zane has been in worse situations than this, besides, he has just linked me, he is on his way back.”“Is Harlow alive?” I mutter. Hopefully Harlow had kept his mouth shut and only told Zane necessary information.“Yes." He studies me, "It will be late when he gets back. It might not even be until the early hours of the mor

Willow“And we can talk more in the morning. Are you coming to bed?” He asks me as he removes the rest of his clothes.I nod, I am tired, but my mind doesn’t stop.I couldn’t sleep. He had his arms locked around me and yet I just couldn’t settle, not even with his comforting warmth and scent. I keep thinking of that note that was on my desk. How it was covered in blood when Zane had found it in the office.My father was in his bed. But then I had been too busy trying to get my mother to calm down while keeping my brother out of the room to notice anything else. Had he been attacked somewhere else? Had they slit his throat but not deep enough to kill him, just enough for him to lose loads of blood before he started to heal so that they could move him and finish the job and set my mother up as part of it?I couldn’t even remember if there were other scents in that room. Between my mother’s hysterical screams and my urgency to make her stop. What if I had missed something?It was weeks la

Hey everyone, thank you for reading and all the gems that you have shared. I'm sorry there has not been an update for a few days. I didn't noticed that the planned chapters hadn't released. Though it is a good job they didn't as today I noticed that there are some areas that did not flow properly with the story and would not have made sense. Updates will resume Monday 15th July to allow me time to sort out the massive mistake I made. (Writing while tired is not recommended, haha) I'm sorry for anyone that is waiting.Taylor West

WillowI fold my arms across my chest, tucking my freshly healed hands into my armpits as I stare out the window. Zane had brought me back to the house when the Doctor was happy to see that I had healed.The skin was still tight and they hurt if I overstretched my fingers or clenched my hand. Though I still didn’t understand why I couldn’t heal on my own. What made Zane so special that he could help me to heal?“Are you going to say anything?” Zane asks“I’m thinking.”“I can see that. Do you care to share what you are thinking about?”I give him a side glance to find that he is staring at me. Shaking my head, he sighs.“I had to kill them, little wolf. Did you really think I was going to let either one of them walk away from my prison unharmed? The only reason I was keeping them alive was to get answers for you. Cara hurt you. They both did. As a result, they were punished.”"Death isn't a punishment. A punishment means they have to live with they did. You killed them, you gave them

Willow“You still won’t tell me who is here to see me. But you say I know them. Is it a girl from the auction house?” I had been asking for the last ten minutes but Zane would give nothing away.“No.” His eyes follow me around the bedroom as I get ready“Then why won’t you tell me? Why is it some big secret? After I left the pack, I didn’t speak to anyone apart from people in the auction house and anyone else I know are people from here. It’s not like I’m someone who goes to the clubs every night.”“Little wolf, do you think I will let you go to the clubs every night? Maybe once a week if that is what you want to do, but only with me by your side.”“You know that is not what I mean. I’m just saying it’s not like I have friends.”“If you finish getting ready, you will see who it is. They are downstairs waiting in my office for you.”I scowl at him and roughly tie my hair into a bun, strands of blonde hair easily fall free. His dark eyes move to it but he doesn’t make a comment. They mo