Todos os capítulos de The Billionaire Alpha Calls me Mate: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

I am Elsa White. Before you get all excited about the "White" in my name, let me set the record straight: apart from being as pale as the moonlight, I have no connection to the prestigious White lineage. The day my parents died, my wolf was suppressed, leaving me a shadow of my former self. If not for my aunt Sylvie, who took me in when I was an angry, depressed, and wolf-less teenage girl, I would have followed them to the afterlife. Five years have passed, and now I am supposedly living in the present. I have accepted my fate as a regular seventeen-year-old. Oops! Eighteen. Today’s my birthday, and my aunt, my savior, is coming to pick me up with a promised surprise!Being eighteen is a challenge, especially for a wolf-less teenager entering her final year. The school buzzes with the chaotic energy of hormonal wolves, the air thick with the scents of love, lust, and friendship.Summer break has sparked a flurry of new couples. Some are mates, others are just dating. And then there ar

Present Day... Outside the porch, Jake stopped me, taking advantage of this situation."You were quiet during the ride," he said, but his eyes glistened with delight."Why do you care?" I threw my weight around."Mate, I suggest you take a bath quickly," he said in his baritone voice, teasing me. "I am not your mate?" I puffed, scratching my head. "Do I stink to your alpha nose?" I scoffed. Was he trying to humiliate me now? But why do I think he was hinting at something else?He came dangerously close, making my heart leap to my throat. What was he trying to do navigating troubled waters? The last time, I had felt this intense; it was almost a year back. "Mate, I can smell your arousal." His words dropped like a bomb, even if his face showed amusement."What!" My eyes widened comically. The ride back to home had been a roller coaster ride. Every time I stole glances at him, I found myself drowning in a pool of hormones, my pussy throbbing for him. If I had not had a release this mor

"You can do it!" I muttered under my breath, descending the staircase as stealthily as possible.It was a desperate mantra I kept repeating in my head to muster the courage to face Jake after what happened last night. Well, I was failing miserably at it.The kitchen was eerily quiet when I entered, and for a moment, I was overjoyed. I was hungry. I reached for the milk, hurrying to leave before I saw anyone. That was when I heard it—a familiar, disarming voice."That's not enough food, mate?" Jake’s voice was smooth, teasing.But his words managed to send a jolt through my entire body. And with that, the composure I had built shattered like glass. It was as though he had a direct line to my emotions, capable of triggering a storm with just a few words.Steadying myself, I let out a deep breath to face him. This was my reality now. Facing this devil day in and day out and hiding my feelings. How long can I keep up? My hands trembled slightly as I fumbled with the milk carton, struggling

“Jake?” A voice from outside jolted me sharply, dragging me from a restless, tangled fantasy.I blinked, disoriented, trying to calm myself. But he was already out, greeting Sylvie with that same confident charm. Was I no different? I stared at him, my heart racing. Had I imagined everything? Was I losing my grip on reality?"Elsa, what are you doing here in the middle of the day?" Sylvie's voice cut through my confusion, her gaze landing on me with a mixture of concern and surprise."Why are you with her?" Her gaze shifted to Jake.What surprised me more was what was she doing at home during work hours. She even worked on weekends earlier. Things have changed since Jake came into her life.I didn't know what to answer. In a panic, I did what I do best. I fled from the scene to my room to avoid chaos. Since that day, my life has become a frantic series of evasions. I avoided Jake like the plague with a desperation that bordered on obsession. I missed meals, left school early in the ca

Breathing heavily, panting, and gasping, I trudged along the untrodden path barefoot, lost in both direction and thought. The sky rumbled above, mirroring the turmoil within me. A drizzle fell on my face, prompting me to look up. It was a pitiful night, indeed.I didn’t mind the thunder, nor the rain, nor the surrounding coldness. I was scantily dressed, the night’s weather acting against me. The harsh elements seemed almost fitting, a cruel reflection of my inner despair.“Ouch!” I winced as a thorn pierced the thin skin of my toe, the sharp pain jolting me momentarily from my sorrow. The night only seemed to get worse. Perhaps the moon goddess had heard my silent plea. I was about to vanish in this desolate place, disappearing without a trace from everyone’s lives. Such grace! A faint, sarcastic smile spread across my face as I pulled out the thorn, watching more blood ooze from the fresh wound. Maybe my long-standing wish to die naturally was about to be granted. Yes, you are right!