All Chapters of ALPHA DRAGON: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Dragon sat with Jenny and her triplets around a small fire, its flames dancing gently and casting shifting shadows across their faces. Jerry sat beside Jackson, with Jakiri next to them. Towering over them, Dragon, with his fiery red eyes and commanding presence, exuded an aura that kept everyone on edge. Finally, there was Jenny.Jerry looked up at Dragon with a curious smile and asked, “You’ve told us a lot about werewolf customs, but there’s one question that has always fascinated me. What’s the story of the mate? And how does a werewolf find their destined partner?”Dragon hesitated for a moment, a faint smile appearing on his face but failing to reach his eyes. Running a hand through his long, dark hair, he answered in a calm voice, “A mate… is the one chosen by fate to be your other half. When you meet them, you feel something deep within, as if the whole world pauses for a moment, and your soul calls out their name.”Jackson, leaning forward with keen interest, interrupted, “Do

The atmosphere in the room was electrified, as if the very air held its breath, anticipating an imminent explosion. The dim light emanating from the crystal chandelier reflected off the walls adorned with soft golden patterns, while the shadows of the elegant furniture danced on the dark wooden floor. Velvet curtains in a deep wine-red hue hung partially drawn, leaving a small window that revealed the brooding night sky.In the center of the room stood Jenny Anderson, her long hair cascading softly over her shoulders as she struggled to catch her breath. She wore a white silk blouse with long sleeves, adorned with small pearl buttons, paired with fitted black trousers that accentuated her grace. On her feet were black leather heels of moderate height. Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger.Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black

Dragon's POVI know Jenny can't resist me; I discovered that when I whispered near her, and her body shuddered. When I saw the fire blazing in her eyes while her sister called me her husband. Jenny has become stronger, but she is still weak before her mate. I want her, and I want my family back, even if she thinks this is all just exploitation! My eyes swept over her body. Her wicked lips were ready to say something before she stopped herself. "If you don't mind me asking, does this mean I'll be the only one?"She asked, her eyes filled with doubt. "Yes, you will be the only one allowed to touch me, dance on me, and be the first to feel my body." Seeing Jenny… my imagination ran wild at what lay hidden beneath the tight white dress she was wearing. "I have one condition." "You're allowed to touch me, but you're not allowed to kiss me." She pushed her hair off her shoulder. With a gentle grip on her chin, her lips parted. "Is this what love looks like, Jenny?" I wonde

Jenny Anderson PovI was with Max and my three kids at the table for breakfast and I came to Dragon and Olivia pulled the chair next to him and sat down.I was trying to pretend to be firm, but... But then we had Olivia part of the breeder's sandwich and I got her to share it with Dragon under our eyes, especially my kids.I know Dragon pushed her out of it until she fell, but how she does this in front of my little kids and how he lets her do it, for as long as I'm going to be with him should get away from it completely.She left angry for the nearest coffee shop after ordering Mames to stay with the kids and eat away from that Olivia. But Dragon had caught up with me. Dragon stopped me and turned my chin at him."Fix your position, I don't accept it very well."The brunette woman put two cups of coffee on the table and then went.Black shadows closed around us. He grabbed my chin tightly, and his eyes rushed into my now chapped lips."I'll tell you again, see how you talk to me, Jen

Dragon stood before the large window of his spacious office, where the shimmering city lights reflected off the clear glass. The room was dimly lit by a side lamp with a creamy silk shade. The heavy classical furniture dominated the space, with dark shades of brown and black, while a faint scent of expensive cigars still lingered in the air.He wore a fitted black shirt with gleaming silver buttons, its sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing muscular forearms adorned with intricate black ink tattoos. His tailored black trousers were perfectly pressed, paired with an elegant leather belt and polished black shoes. His dark hair was intentionally tousled, as if a storm of thoughts had just swept through his mind.His hands were clasped behind his back, and his heart pounded fiercely within his chest. Jenny’s image invaded his thoughts mercilessly. Had she allowed Max to get close to her? Just the thought of it was enough to ignite a firestorm of jealousy inside him.The door suddenly