All Chapters of The Heart Of Ice Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

*Atlas* “Aria, do you have any diseases?” I asked slyly, and she looked at me curiously. My mate looked so cute when she was confused. Her nose scrunched up, and she folded her arms in front of her. She always looked cute but especially cute when she was trying to act defensive. “No, I don’t,” Aria said sharply and then sighed. “I’m perfectly healthy…” I wondered why that would be a problem and then realized she’s probably looking for reasons why she’s wolf-less. My heart ached in my chest. I hated seeing my mate so sad. My wolf Alex also hated being unable to comfort her wolf. If there was anything I could do I would. “Well, hypothetically if you were to have something I could write you a sick note for my class,” I explained. She got a conflicted look on her face and hummed, looking down at her feet to think for a moment before meeting my gaze again. “How long would that work?” She asked. “Usually it’s only for one month, but I could get you two. Any more t

I answered the phone as soon as she called. “Hello?” I said as I pushed my phone to my cheek. “Hey, Aria, so much for calling me once you move in,” Joyce said. She’d been my best friend since we were kids, always promising one another to be the first to tell the other good or bad news. As life had gotten pretty real recently, it was hard to remember who I’d promise to talk to once I was on campus.  “How’s school so far?”I took a deep breath, not sure where to even start. I could go on about the fistfight or my full-on make-out session with my professor or go into detail about how Rebecca would ruin my life at some point. “It’s been something alright. My new roommate’s as rich as they come.”“Really? Be careful not to break any of her priceless belongings,” said Joyce.“You’re right,” I laughed, looking around at how much stuff had been added to the room. “I’m happy you called, though. I need to ask you something.”“Yeah, anything,” said Joyce.“How was my parents? D

*Aria*I saw a faint bright light above me, washing out the white ceiling. I peeked one eye open, feeling the soreness between them. I turned my head to the left, seeing the emergency signs and posters—I was in the infirmary. Looking down, I was expertly wrapped in a blanket, my arms clean and free from any blemishes or cuts. I tried to sit up, but my ribs still ached, although they felt much better than they did during the attack. I rubbed the area that hurt most, closing my eyes back as the pain subsided. It was the best part about being a werewolf, except for the enhanced speed and secret groups—the ability to heal fast. I rubbed a circle over the area, finding the pain again. I winced, feeling the pain skin deep. It was a feeling I could never forget, the pain in knowing that something like that happened to me, and the physical ache that stuck with me no matter how I squirmed. But no matter what, I had been given a chance to carefully plot my revenge. No matter how many

We’re back in the infirmary and Atlas’ eyes are dark and lusty as we stare at each other. Tension and electricity fill the air. He leans in and captures my lips, the kiss quickly getting heated. But this time Atlas doesn’t pull away from the kiss. I moan a bit more when his hands move further down. The thin hospital gown provided little cover from his calloused skin. His body moved and was much larger over mine in moments, my hands moved from his lapels to explore the rest of his chest. Our tongues mingled all the while. His hands moved onto my thighs and as they got closer up I hummed into his mouth, encouraging him to go forward. All sense of control was lost to the pull I felt to him. My body burned at the feeling. Alpha Atlas pulled back to look at me, gaze lusty and dark as he watched my reactions. When I gave him a small smile he softened a bit as he teased me. “You’re adorable like this, Aria.” He said roughly and then dipped a finger inside of me. I whined and my eyes screw

*Aria*My curiosity piqued by the black mask on his face. Why was he wearing a mask?And why did I find his figure so familiar?But as the tall, charming man began to speak, I was not so sure about that, because his voice sounded different from the personI thought he was. “Hello.” He said with his deep, magnetic voice, My father shook hands with him and Alpha Atlas greeted him back with formal pleasantries, as I stood silent not to get in their way. I looked over, seeing Alpha Altas’ Gamma was there too, but he did not talk much, if at all; Valerie, the Beta, took charge of the conversation, her words flowing effortlessly as she spoke to Alpha Rick, leaving me to ponder the significance of their unexpected encounter. It was interesting, to say the least. My father wasted no time questioning Atlas's motives for this meeting, especially considering it was not the most traditional practice for the North."It's not often we are invited by the North," My father said, eyeing Atla