All Chapters of Save Me, Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Hey Doc, you gotta save me, hmm?" Lucas begged for help, his eyes pleading and hungry. He resembled a starving stray dog, desperate for salvation. However, I couldn't be fooled by his behavior, especially with his inappropriate actions. "Lucas, what the heck do you think you're doing?" I questioned, frustrated. With his hands on my waist, he guided me up and down on his shaft. "Is this your idea of being saved?" I asked, shocked. Lucas just grinned and pointed downwards. "Look at how desperate I am, Doc," he taunted. Glancing down, I saw the messy pool of their combined fluids, soaking Lucas's thighs. The erotic sight caused a surge of excitement within me. "I see it," I murmured. I took a deep breath and assumed control, urging Lucas to be more forceful and passionate. I adjusted my position to my liking, and every time he hit the right spot, I couldn't help but moan in pleasure. "Oh yes, just like that. Mmm." Lucas couldn't take his eyes off my bouncing breasts as he licke

Lucas’s Point of View "What happened?" I asked to Jenine, who had come to report what happened to my mate in detailed. "Miss Harriet was taken to the hospital now. I saw the whole thing from the window. Her brother showed up. They got into a fight, and then she started throwing up blood before passing out." I arched an eyebrow. "Didn't I specifically tell you to look after her last night? Why didn't you accompany her to the hospital, Jenine?" She immediately fell to her knees. "I'm truly sorry, Alpha. Please forgive me." "Once is forgivable. Twice is not. Stand up. And be more cautious next time," I said with leniency. Jenine lowered her head and murmured, "Thank you." But her complexion turned ashen, unable to meet my eyes, knowing the news didn't sit well with me. How could I possibly be fine after learning what my mate went through? "Why would she vomit blood?" I pondered aloud. "That's just bizarre." "Can I speak to you as a friend, Alpha?" my Beta, Callix, requested. I

Ethan’s Point of View   There's definitely something off about Harriet. And I need to get to the bottom of it.   Curious about the strange noises she kept making, I purposely dropped my fork.   Ting!   The maid went to pick it up, but I signaled for her to leave it. I bent down and grabbed the fork myself.   "Damn it. That jerk..." I muttered to myself, seething with anger.   As I sat up, my face contorted with rage. "Ha!"   I clenched my teeth and tightened my fist. It was because I saw what was happening under the table!   Ethan, are you alright?" my mom inquired, her voice filled with worry.   She must have picked up on my sudden change in demeanor, but I stayed silent. Instead, I just glared at Lucas, who had a cocky grin plastered on his face.   This jerk did it on purpos

Ethan’s Point of View Harriet gripped onto that guy's hand tightly. Normally, she always respects my desires. However, today she... As I retold the incident, I stared angrily at the empty chair where Harriet had been seated. It seemed like she wouldn't be returning to that spot today. "Damn it! This is nonsense!" Bang! Crash! I cleared the table, sending plates, cutlery, and food crashing to the ground. The maids who witnessed my outburst looked at me with pale faces, but none of them dared to step in. Once the table was cleared, my shouting finally ceased. However, I couldn't seem to calm down. "Mom's totally mistaken. She keeps saying everything belongs to me, but then why did that guy take Harriet away from me? I won't stand for it. She's mine, da

Harriet’s Point of View Lucas tossed the young werewolf boy aside like a toy. The pup flew through the air like a bouncing ball, crashing into the wall before sliding down to the ground, completely motionless. Thud! The pup emitted a pitiful whimper before losing consciousness. But he wasn't dead. Maybe it was because Lucas didn't unleash his full strength against the young pup, even though he had every reason to punish him for injuring him. It seemed like he valued each and every werewolf in his Pack, which was why he spared the boy's life. "Damn it," Lucas muttered, examining his bleeding arm. "Lucas," I called out with a trembling voice. "You're bleeding. We need to do something about it! Let's call a doctor or..." Lucas cut me off, saying, "They can't find out about this." "What do you m