All Chapters of Changing Fate for the Alpha King: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

ElitaOne moment, it feels like…I am about to be wrecked.But then, another moment, a harsh knock sounds on the door. The tense air between us thickens as Dustin keeps his eyes on me, just watching me, holding my breath from close.Annoyance surges through my head, but that knock brings me back to my senses. Suddenly, I can think again, and what I am thinking is not good at all.Were we going to end up having sex if no one knocked on the door? I swallow my saliva, my breath hitching in my throat.Another knock follows, louder and harder than before. It’s like whoever is on the other side of the door needs us to step out immediately.Dustin’s grip on my arms loosen. A frown etches between his brows, his haze losing its heat and turning unfocused.“ I didn’t…notice. ” He mumbles, more to himself than to me.My heartbeat picks its pace again. I exhale a sharp breath, scanning his conflicted expressions. That’s when my gaze lands on his ruffled hair and open collar. He looks so disheveled

Elita“ What do you mean, Dustin? Will you at least tell me? ” I whip around and follow in his steps. Did Levian go to the South again? Is Princess Avery’s life in danger? But if that’s the case, why is Dustin so calm? My brows furrow in confusion as he keeps walking, and I jog to keep up with his long strides.“ You do not need to be like this with me. ” I say when he doesn’t talk. “ if you just tell me what’s wrong, I can find a way out of it. I know the enemy more than you ever will, Dustin. ”This has him stopping in his tracks. I pause beside him, my heart missing a beat.“ I know everything that he thinks, everything he can and can not do. I have spent so much time with him, learning everything he knows. ” I whisper, thinking it’s the best way to convince him.But to my surprise, my words bring a smirk on his lips. Dustin glances my way, his eyes shining with something I can’t understand.“ No one in this world knows everything. You are no exception. And if you think you are

ElitaA long time ago, when the Moon Goddess bestowed the gift of turning into a wolf on some chosen humans…she thought she chose everyone carefully.Five houses received that blessing after worshipping her for centuries. House Skoldofr was the House of the protector Lycan—a Lycan who could control fire. People thought it was the first House that received that blessing from the Moon Goddess.House Murdoch followed with a Lycan who vowed to be kind and calm—A Lycan who could control the Earth’s elements. He could move things that resided deep underground and everything that connected to the soil. House Anasazi was the third house that gained the powers and blessings of turning into a Lycan. The Lycan of that House was the protector of the night. He could control minds, shadows, and the dead. Everything about him was connected to the dark, to the shadows that spoke to him.Then came House Landric. An arrogant Lycan who was given the power to heal others—to do the only thing he didn’t

ElitaSometimes…You just don’t understand what you are feeling, thinking, or supposed to be doing.At a moment like that…It all feels like a joke.That’s right.“ I didn’t think you were someone who liked to pull such pranks. ” I mumble, looking down at the open diary.A cold breeze coming from the open window sways the pages, making them flip and display several other drawings of the same girl.A girl who has my face.It’s surreal.How do you recognize yourself from a faded drawing? But…these are no ordinary drawings. It feels like someone has drawn the sharp lines of my face with perfection, carefully outlining everything to match my features. My eyes—a dark, sparkling blue color is the only color that has not faded and turned yellow or brown. The contrast of that bright color against the old, dead papers…does something to my heart. Without realizing it, I touch my chest. A light pain starts deep inside somewhere.“ This is…not funny, Dustin. ” I whisper under my breath, trying

ElitaDustin’s eyes darken, his expression hard, almost as if he is holding back.As he stands behind me, towering over my frame in the mirror, his fingers tug the zipper of my dress all the way down. The fabric slips from my shoulders, pooling at my feet.Cold air brushes against my bare skin, but I don’t dare look down. Dustin’s eyes flash a dangerous blue before his gaze lowers, tracing my still chest, my tight stomach, my clenched thighs.I didn’t wear anything underneath, and now, he can see everything. I hold my breath, waiting for him to say something, to show something in his eyes. And it’s there—an appreciative gleam that makes my lips quiver. “ I hate everything that threatens my control, Elita. ” His voice is rough. “ And you are on top of that list. ”Dustin grabs my waist and pulls me back. His calloused fingers dig into my bare skin, earning a harsh intake of breath from me.I feel his fingers tracing a path to the middle of my stomach. He rests his palm over there, his