All Chapters of The Rogue Alpha's Bride: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Reagan's POVIs that how she looked at me? A monster? I murmured to myself, my eyes lingering on Andrea's peaceful face as she slept. Gently, I tucked the strands of hair that had fallen across her face behind her ear.I'd been called many things: monster, bastard child, murderer, the devil. Over time, I'd grown a thick skin, letting those names bounce off me. But hearing such hurtful words from her stung in a way I hadn't expected.No, I shouldn't care. It was better if she saw me this way. Despising me would keep her at a distance, which was exactly where she needed to be."Do you plan on moping beside her all night?" a familiar voice broke through my thoughts.A grin tugged at my lips. I knew that voice—a voice I had missed dearly. Turning, I saw my best friend and beta, Rya, standing in the doorway, her grin as wide as ever."Welcome back, Alpha," she said, wrapping me in a hug."It's good to see you," I replied, returning the embrace.She pulled away and glanced at Andrea on the

Reagan's POVWalking into the room, her scent enveloped me, intensifying my desire for her. From the way she looked at me, I was certain she felt the same way. Her eyes were wide, betraying a mixture of confusion and longing. I took a step closer until we were mere inches apart. She glared at me, her breathing heavy, her chest rising and falling rapidly.I leaned in, my voice a low murmur. "Are you okay? You seem pretty down," I teased, a sly smile playing at my lips."I'm fine," she snapped, her voice cold, but her eyes betrayed her. She took a step back, and immediately, I stepped forward, closing the gap. Her lips parted slightly, and I could see her struggle to maintain her composure. Being this close to her made me feel like I was losing my mind. My gaze fell to her flushed pink lips. I wanted to suck on them, to bite them until she screamed my name.She licked her lips, a subconscious gesture that drove me wild. I glanced back at her and saw the unmistakable lust in her eyes. A

Guinevere's POVI knew I should stop and end this, but shamelessly, I wanted more—more of him, more of his touch. Without thinking, I pulled him closer and kissed him. The kiss was fiery, his lips demanding and insistent against mine. His hands moved to my breasts, massaging them with a skill that made me groan in pleasure."Ugh," I groaned, my voice desperate. "I want you," I blurted out, unable to hold back any longer.Reagan's eyes darkened with an intensity that made my heart race. He didn't hesitate. His hands moved to his clothes, and in a flurry of motion, he shed every layer, flinging them carelessly to the ground. His body, now fully exposed, was a masterpiece of strength and raw power. The sight of him made my breath hitch and my pulse quicken.As much as I hated to admit it he was really big."You can keep staring," he said with a teasing grin that sent a rush of heat to my cheeks.I remained quiet embarrassed by the fact I had been caught staring.I watched intently as Rea

Reagan POVFlashback"Who goes there?" The man yelled, his voice echoing through the night as I emerged from the shadows, dragging the lifeless body of the notorious werewolf who had brought terror to the Moon Claw Pack. Tonight, I would make my father proud. Maybe then he would accept me as his son."It's Reagan," I called out, my voice steady despite the weight of the corpse. "Tell my father that I have brought the body of Mathis."The man's eyes widened as he looked at me, then at the bloodied body at my feet. He hesitated for a moment before turning and hurrying into the pack house.A hopeful smile tugged at my lips as I imagined the rare warmth of my father's embrace. The anticipation grew unbearable as I waited, the minutes stretching into hours. But with each passing moment, my hope began to crumble. The cold reality settled inThere was no sign of my father.I stood there like a helpless boy, desperate for a glimpse of the man who had always kept his distance.The sky darkened

Guinevere's POV Ugggh.. the only reason I was going to get in the water was because the earlier I convinced him about Hayden the earlier he got him out. “Fine, I’ll get in the water,” Reagan's eyes brightened with a mischievous glint as he watched me. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, making his blue eyes sparkle. “Could you turn?” I asked, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity. Reagan chuckled softly, his amusement evident in the light crinkle of his eyes and the way his lips curved upward. “Wait, you’re serious?” “Yes, I’m serious,” I snapped, my voice tight with frustration. With a playful smirk, Reagan turned away. “It’s not like we’ve not seen each other’s nakedness before.” I rolled my eyes at his comment, feeling a flush of heat rise to my cheeks. Ignoring his teasing, I swiftly undressed, my movements brisk as I tried to avoid any lingering glances. As I slid into the water, the cool sensation contrasted sharply with the warmth of my skin. Reagan turne