All Chapters of Alpha Snatched Me From My Human Date : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"Oh, I've gotten plenty fast over the years. Although, having seen you move, I probably should have had Alpha Kyle hold you down. I doubt I'd manage to get out of your way quickly enough," Sarah said, a slight frown marring her features. "I would have stopped her, Sarah. I wouldn't let my mate hurt you," Kyle promised, his voice a low rumble, his gaze fixed on Rosette."Thank you, Alpha Kyle. You know, Madam Alpha, maybe next time you won't go running after the attackers yourself, but I doubt it," Sarah smiled, putting her tools away. She didn't notice the dark look on Kyle's face or she probably would have stopped talking. "The mothers downstairs all think you are their new hero. All the work to help poor Emily, going after Leidy and Sarah when you saw them with the rogues. They can't stop singing your praises," she laughed.Ethan approached cautiously from the side, correctly interpreting Kyle's body language."They are ready when you are, sir," Ethan said for

Kyle looked clean, but his usual scent was completely gone. The absence was unsettling, a prickle of unease crawling up Rosette's spine. The primal instinct within her, the beast, eyed him warily, and she let out an involuntary growl when he came close."I apologize," Rosette said stiffly, "you smell different. It's really freaking me out. Whatever you showered with, don't use it again.""I bit one of the rogues several times, making him bleed quite a bit. I must have ingested some of the spell that way," Kyle explained carefully.Rosette inched closer, pressing her nose against his neck. Nothing. She searched everywhere, but couldn't detect a single scent. It was disconcerting, to say the least."I can still feel our bond, but the lack of scent is so strange," she told him, pressing her face against his chest.Ethan entered the room, his brow furrowed."Everyone says I don't smell right, and another Beta attacked Donavan because he didn't r

As Rosette watched Roel slowly heal from his injury, she was positive the menace could get much worse. Roel took weeks to improve, which was unusual for a wolf. She shuddered when she thought about what that spell could do. If it could be weaponized, it could tear the packs apart. Evidently, she wasn't the only one to see the promise in that evil design.Kyle received a call from Alpha Samuel Devoer early one morning. The spell that had glanced off of Roel had hit several of his highest-ranking Betas directly, albeit in an insignificant quantity. The wolves suffered hours of agony as their bodies were dissolved by the tonic. One wolf died when it destroyed his heart."Those spells can kill a werewolf?" Rosette asked Kyle, stunned, her voice barely a whisper.She didn't really realize much could kill them, besides another wolf. It was hard to process."Removing the head from the body or destroying the brain can kill a wolf. Enough injury to the heart can a

"If you're sitting down again, Sarah, I'm assuming this is something complicated," Rosette remarked, her gaze fixed on the healer as she meticulously examined the vials of magic."A source is an ancient concept. The witches believe that with enough time and the application of sufficient magic, a wolf's body can be compelled to yield its secrets. They believed they could tap into the very essence of that werewolf's power," Sarah explained, her voice tinged with a hint of reverence for the ancient practice."Are they holding a wolf captive?" Rosette asked, a wave of horror washing over her. The thought of someone powerful enough to restrain a wolf filled her with a primal fear."No, no," Sarah shook her head, her expression a mixture of concern and frustration. "A source must be willing, completely willing. The witches believe that any restraint on the wolf's part would shatter the spell. There can be no coercion, no trickery involved when dealing with source magi

His lips were on hers a second later. Kneeling before her, Kyle cradled her head and nibbled at her lower lip, his touch sending shivers down her spine, his kiss a mixture of tenderness and passion. As the kiss deepened, Rosette moaned into his mouth, her body responding to his touch, her desires rising to meet his.He pushed until she was flat on her back in the long grass, her body yielding to his touch, the soft blades of grass a gentle caress against her skin. At least it didn't tickle this way. As he settled between her thighs, Rosette ran her hands across his back to his buttocks, her fingers tracing the contours of his powerful form, her touch a mixture of exploration and desire. Tilting her hips, she ground against his now straining erection, her body a testament to her longing for him.Kyle took most of his own weight on his arms, his gaze meeting hers, a silent question in his eyes, a silent acknowledgement of their shared desire. Beyond him, she saw the ligh