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

NeerahI hate the way Alpha Beret stared at me. I can suddenly remember all the uncomfortable moments as I wondered how my life would turn out as his wife. Not that he ever joined the list of my former tormenters. In a way, he was too distinguished to care about a girl like me. He just wanted someone to control and keep under his thumb. But I also know that he liked how I look. He has this dirty look whenever he stares at me and it makes me severely uncomfortable. To be frank, I hated how he looked at me. But now, somehow, I have to agree that there is nothing slimy in his gaze. Or at least nothing alarming. I just don't like it when it comes from him!Yet I had to stand there most times and endure it because he was supposed to be my fiance.Cuan moves to stand in front of the big man. As a big man himself, he easily covered his view. There is a protective look on his face that tells me he could feel my emotions. I smile so softly when our eyes meet. My heart warmed at the sight an

NeerahI knocked on the door and someone asked me to come in. When I went into the office, I was greeted by a middle aged woman who asked me to sit down. "She is observing you quietly isn't she?” Cuan's voice comes to my head. I look at the woman, stylish, with a calm disposition. She is staring at me without staring at me. She seems to be typing something on her laptop and it seems as if she was trying to wrap up before she focuses on me. “No. She is busy typing on her laptop” I replied.“I didn't want to come because I didn't want to distract you. Are you alright with me here?” He asked.“Yes. Don't go anywhere. Please” I pleaded.“I am here” he returns.Dr. Frita finally closes her laptop and she smiles at me in a motherly way before saying “What did he say? That I am observing you?” She questions. My eyes went wide in surprise. But I guess that it's not that hard to guess. If she knows beforehand that we are mates and bonded, it is pretty easy to assume. I don't feel comfort

Alpha CuanNeerah has an infectious spirit. This is what I was thinking when she totally went crazy and wanted to try out every wicked thing her eyes could see. The only things she seems to be interested in are the thrill rides. Like, she enjoyed going on the pirate ship so much that she wanted to try the pendulum ride. But that's not nearly enough to feed her curiosity. She wanted to try the drop tower ride as well…Werewolves are solid. Anything that doesn't have solid ground becomes a bit of a problem because there is nothing like absolute control. And why won't you stop to think when your teeth and your claws cannot help you anymore? I thought I understood the concept. But Neerah, like Aria, turns out to be an exception. I think she would be a good skiing partner. I am honestly getting excited at all the possibilities…There is no ride where she won't scream and laugh and it is as if the years had disappeared abd I was a teenager again without a single worry. It is like Alpha B

Rayah “Well damn! My visit did bear fruits afterall!” Alpha Beret cursed as he stared at his phone. I just came out of the bathroom and we are both frequenting a hotel room before he returns to his pack. “What happened?” I ask, looking around for my clothes. Once I locate them, I quickly let the towel go. And then I proceeded to pull my clothes on. “Your Alpha is preparing to announce his marriage today. Isn't that impulsive? He used to be determined. The mating bond messed him up huh?” He has a mocking look on his face when he says this. “What are you talking about?!” I stopped trying to pull the blouse over my head as I waited to hear his answer. Alpha Beret smirks, leaves the bed butt naked and walks over to me. As he stood in front of me, his height, his sheer presence that always seems to remind me of Cuan, washes over me. But that is nothing compared to the rage igniting in my mind. I am in denial though. It cannot be possible that this is happening when I am about to win

NeerahI don't know why, but even though he convinced me to follow him into the plane, this is just kind of too big for me. Suddenly, I am so nervous, unsure and worried. I always knew he was rich kinda. But an ordinary girl like me cannot fathom this level of rich. It's a freaking private jet! Am I supposed to act normal and downplay the situation? When did he plan this outing? The mere fact that just a few hours ago, he wasn't planning on doing anything scares me a little more than I am willing to admit. So he is rich enough to plan an outing on his private jet? Why does he need a private jet? It is the second extravagant thing I have seen about Cuan. First was his choice of clothes. He likes to buy very expensive clothes. I can attest to it because now I have worn quite a number of them myself for associating with him in just a few weeks. His house is quite honestly in the fence si ce most pack houses are known to be lavish and well kept. Maybe it has to do with the fact that th