All Chapters of The Alpha’s Forbidden obsession : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

**Aiden**I stalk through the forest, my mind a storm of rage and confusion. The slap still burns on my cheek, a physical reminder of her defiance. That girl—Isabella—she dared to strike me. Dared to challenge me. And I let her live.I shouldn’t have. I should have crushed her the moment she raised her hand against me. I could have. But I didn’t. And the question that keeps gnawing at me, that keeps fueling my anger, is why.Why did I hold back? Why did I let her walk away? She’s nothing—just a human, weak and terrified, clinging to a life she’s not even equipped to survive. She should have been on her knees, begging for mercy. But instead, she fought back. She struck me.The memory of her slap makes my blood boil. No one has ever dared to touch me like that, to defy me so openly. The audacity, the sheer foolishness of it—it should have cost her everything. But instead of ending her, I found myself holding back, almost… intrigued.The thought is maddening. I am not intrigued by humans

The last day and night had been eerily quiet. Aiden didn’t show up, didn’t whisper threats in the dark, didn’t do anything at all. It was unsettling at first—his absence gnawed at me, leaving me on edge, waiting for the other shoe to drop. But as the hours stretched into the next day, that edge began to dull, replaced by a cautious, fragile hope.Maybe—just maybe—he’d lost interest. Maybe I was safe.That small, desperate thought took root, and by the time the morning light began to filter through my window, it had grown into something I almost dared to believe. I got out of bed feeling lighter, almost normal, like I could actually start to piece my life back together. Maybe I could go back to my daily routine, go back to being just another girl in the orphanage. I prayed silently that this peace would last, that the nightmare was finally over.For the first time in what felt like ages, I smiled as I got dressed, the weight of fear lifting just a little. I caught a glimpse of myself i

The moment I left Isabella’s room, I felt the weight of the decision I’d been forced to make. Each step I took down the long, dimly lit corridor echoed in the silence, a constant reminder of the burden that now rested on my shoulders. The mansion, my sanctuary, now felt like a gilded cage—no longer a place of solace, but a prison for the both of us.She was my mate. The moment I found this I was so beyond shocked. I couldn’t comprehend with the reality. But when I left her last night I realised what it meant when the pendant around her necklace shined. What was it all about.The very thought made my blood boil with rage. How could fate be so cruel? Of all the beings in this world, why was I cursed with a weak, powerless human as my mate? I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I fought the urge to lash out. The anger that simmered within me was barely contained, threatening to erupt at any moment.I hated humans. They were the reason my parents were dead, the reason I h

I sat on the floor for what felt like hours, my back pressed against the wall, knees drawn up to my chest. The tears had long since dried on my cheeks, leaving behind only the numb ache of helplessness. The world I had known—everything I had believed to be real—was shattered beyond recognition. I was bound to a creature of the night, to a man who despised me, and no amount of tears could change that.The room felt colder now, as though Aiden’s presence had sucked all the warmth from the air, leaving behind only shadows and silence. My mind kept replaying Marcus’s words over and over again.**Aiden is a werewolf. You are his mate. You are safe.**Safe. I didn’t feel safe. I felt like a caged bird, trapped in a world I didn’t understand, with no way out. My thoughts spiraled, grasping for answers, for a way to escape the bond that held me. But every time I tried to think of a solution, I came back to the same haunting reality: there was no escape. The bond was unbreakable, and I was tie

The air in the mansion felt stifling, thick with tension that hadn’t dissipated since Aiden left the room hours ago. My heart still pounded in my chest, but it wasn’t just fear anymore. There was something else—something dark, dangerous, and undeniable—something that gnawed at the edges of my thoughts and refused to let me rest.I knew I couldn’t just sit here and wait for Aiden to storm back into my life whenever he pleased, throwing his anger at me like daggers. If this was my world now, I needed to understand it, and if there was one thing I’d learned from all of this, it was that Aiden was not the only force at play here.My skin itched with the need for answers. I needed to know what I was up against—who else might be lurking in the shadows of this mansion or watching me from the depths of the forest beyond.But before I could act, the door creaked open, and Marcus stepped inside once again. His expression was unreadable, though I could sense a quiet urgency in the way he moved.