All Chapters of My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

—HADES The morphing of her features is like a twisted nightmare, her face contorting into a grotesque mask of hatred and disdain. Her screams pierce my eardrums, a cacophony of torment that echoes through my mind. The darkness closes in around me, suffocating me, making it hard to breathe.I want to escape, to flee this place, to get away from her toxic presence. But I'm trapped, pinned down by her grip, her fingers digging deep into my flesh like talons. The pain is excruciating, but it's nothing compared to the emotional agony she's inflicting on me."You're not good enough," she hisses, her voice a venomous whisper in my ear. "You're a mistake. You're worse than mortals." Her words are a relentless drumbeat, eroding my self-worth, and making me feel like I'm nothing.The poison coursing through my body is a burning fire, a searing agony that threatens to consume me. I try to remain calm, to focus on my breathing, but it's hard to think straight when my mind is being torn apart by

—JASMINE“The Marking Festival is a unique and exclusive event that takes place only during the rare and enchanting Bluemoon Festival. This sacred ritual occurs once every two years, and its origins date back to the time when Alpha Denzel assumed leadership. At its core, the festival is a ceremony where Alpha Denzel selects a new partner, marking and imprinting on her as his chosen one. This ancient tradition is steeped in mystery and intrigue, with whispers of additional rituals and customs that follow after? I’m not sure.But what's truly astonishing is the rumor circulating among the maids - Alpha Denzel might choose you as his next partner!”Enora claps like it is exciting news.The mere possibility sends shivers down my spine. To everyone else. It’s a privilege, an opportunity to be Denzel’s forever partner.But to me?No way."So... Are you excited?" Enora asks, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. I turn to her, my expression neutral. "When is it happening?" I inquire, tryin

—HADESThe minute the sun stretches out of the horizon, its warm rays pouring over the world like a golden elixir, I'm greeted by a knock on my door. I rise from bed, the softness of the knock and its familiar rhythm against the wooden door telling me it's Alison. Her timing is impeccable, as always.As I swing my legs over the side of the bed, preparing to start my day, Alison pushes the door open and walks in, her presence commanding attention. She's dressed in all pink, a bold statement that screams confidence and determination. Her hair is slicked back in a tight, sleek style that accentuates her facial features, making her eyes sparkle like diamonds."I'm ready," she glares at me, her voice firm and resolute.I mumble a "Good morning to you too" in a sarcastic response, finding it amusing that she's already prepared for the paternity test. It's almost as if she's eager to prove a point, to validate her claims. But I know better. I know she has something up her sleeve, a hid

—JASMINE ..-It's been five long days since Denzel's sudden collapse, and I've been counting every moment, eager for answers. As a member of his pack, I'm naturally curious about his well-being, but my concerns have been met with silence. Rosemary has been tight-lipped about Denzel's condition, and my attempts to coax information from her have been unsuccessful.I've tried every approach, from gentle prodding to calm, rational inquiry, but she's refused to budge. Frustrated but not defeated, I've focused on my own little family, spending quality time with my babies and marveling at their rapid growth. Their teeth are all out and they’re muttering more words than I can ever conclude now. Three days ago, Azrael mumbled mama, and I flew over the moon.But that passed and I’m still not over the fact that something horrible could be wrong with Denzel.Just as I'm lost in thought, a knock at the door breaks the silence. I expect it to be Rosemary or another pack member or Enora to be

—HADES contd.I leave the council meeting, feeling a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment wash over me. Though the Council has not yet revealed its decision, I know I have gained the upper hand in this situation. By sharing my story and revealing the truth about Alison's deception, I have taken control of the narrative and set the stage for my next move.As I walk out of the meeting room, I feel a sense of relief take over my every being. I know that I will have to spend a day or two with Alison, pretending to be the dutiful husband bc the council wants me to be until they make their bloody decisions, but I am confident that it won't be long before she is out of my life for good. And once she is gone, I will be free to reunite with Jasmine and our children.The thought of seeing them again fills me with excitement and longing. I miss my family, and I am eager to be reunited with them. I know that it won't be easy, that there will be challenges but I am ready for whatever comes