บททั้งหมดของ Alpha Arthur. She is mine: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Alpha Arthur;“Are you alright, Elara?” I question because her face is looking pale with sadness.“Yes, I am, Alpha,” I notice how she heavily gulps down her spit, her eyes flickering like they are trying to fight back tears. The confusion I see on her face is giving me a signal that she is uncomfortable with this place. This was not my reason for bringing her here. I wanted her to have a fresh breeze away from my suffocating home, and her sister.I knew she was very mad at me over my reaction between her sister and her. But it was for the best. I needed to act that way to protect her from something I didn’t understand either. I feel there is more to the argument they had, and trust me, I overheard their conversation.The sad reality is that, if Elara wants to beat someone like Chloe, she has to work on her emotions. This is where I come in. I know you will be wondering and asking why I don’t just take action as the Alpha King. The truth is, I'm not allowed to harm my subjects if th

“Hey, man! I’ve always….” Before I could finish speaking up, Beta Loki howled at me, and extended his claws. “You dare not address my Alpha as such,” he roars and sprints up from his seat.I hold my palm out, “Ok, fine. I won’t. I'm sorry about it,” I utter. My body begins to jerk as I break out in laughter. His reaction was quite funny. I forgot I wasn’t alone with Alpha Arthur, and that his all-so-serious Beta was here. Someone who hates anyone disrespecting Alpha Arthur. Yeah! I understand he is doing his duty as a Beta to the Alpha King, but he should go easy on people like me. People who are not so deep in the Alpha, Beta, Gamma, or Luna stuff. Yes, I am an Alpha Wolf, but I'm less crazy about all this. The only languages I understand are good and bad, black or white, and nothing else. I so much hate this thing called hierarchy, and trust me when I say I hate it. People are equal in my eyes, but the only people I deal with are the bad eggs. The polluted ones, who will contamin

Alpha Blade;Standing on the rooftop of my penthouse, my hands in my pockets as I stare at my Beta, Bronson. The almighty Beta of mine has finally decided to return home. But guess what? He has also chosen to fucking piss me off. Just when I thought his coming back would be something I would love, Bronson decided to prove me wrong.“If I had failed to point out that going to Nightshade Pack would be a bad idea. You would have led the warriors into invading another Alpha’s pack. Who is this she-wolf that you so desire?” Bronson’s arms wrap around his chest as he gazes right into my face.Nahhh!.. There he goes again.“I don’t desire her, Bronson. I don’t.”“Then what do you want with her?”“Nothing serious.”“What do you mean by “nothing serious? You actually wanted to send your warriors into a slaughterhouse for her sake. If she is a nobody, why try to go to such an extent, just to bring her back to the pack? Make it make sense to me, Alpha,” Bronson says a lot of truth that I hate to

Alpha Arthur; I already know what is going on with her. I can tell what she is craving, but I want her to speak the words. I want to hear her tender voice ask me for it, giving me full permission.I'm also dying within me to have her, but I want her to invite me in. That will make this moment more memorable for us. Something we will never forget. I lean forward in her, my eyes fixed on her lips, “Tell me, Elara, what do you want? Just say it. Name it,” my cock twitching in my pants.Her lips part to speak, but her words stop dead in her throat. She pivots her face away from me, trying to avoid eye contact with me. I rest my palm on her burning cheek, gently, I bring her face back to me. “I hate it when you run away from me. You make me feel like I'm a beast. I'm no beast, Elara, and I want you to get comfortable with me. I don’t know what it is I feel toward you, but I want to keep you. And this time, I want to do things the right way. Tell me your wish, and I will make it happen,”

Alpha Arthur;“Fucking get out of the way or I crush you all with this gurney,” I roar, pushing Elara on a gurney with some nurses. Waving for the people in the hospital to move out of the way.Tears fill my eyes, my heart beating faster in fear. The nurses moved Elara into the emergency ward, and asked me to wait outside. They all rush into the emergency unit, alongside some doctors, to attend to her. My feet pace back and forth in front of the emergency ward. My fingers dug into my hair, gripping my hair in frustration. For the third time in my life, I feel my body trembling in fear over the unknown. My fur rises as my Wolf keeps roaring in my head. We were both scared. The first time I felt this way was the incident that happened that night with my mother, before the death of my father. My mother was involved in a tragic car accident when I was just 17 years old, and she was rushed this way to the hospital. My father and I followed the nurses behind that night. It was the first