All Chapters of The Alpha's Warlock: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Epilogue Home at LastDrew turned to me where I sat in the passenger seat, my stomach churning and my head so light I thought it might float away.“You ready, baby?” he asked me again.I swallowed down bile and stared at the little house across the street, with its weathered blue paint and a lawn surrounded by dwarf citrus trees, lemon and orange, and a lavender hedge along the sidewalk. Concrete walkway to the front door. A bird bath next to an old wooden lounge chair.Home.I pushed my door open and got out, knowing that if I didn’t do it right that second, I never would.This time, Drew followed me up the path instead of leading the way like he had at Clayton’s apartment building. The very last rays of sunset gilded the porch and glittered off the front windows, blinding me for a second.Long enough that when the front door opened before I could even set foot on the doorstep, it took me a second to see who stood there.Another step forward.A woman, maybe in her fifties, with cur

Chapter 2 Malicious Compliance“I’m going to need another few grand this month,” said one of my least favorite voices in the world.The spreadsheet in front of me blurred into a meaningless grid, and my hand tightened around the mouse, plastic creaking in my grip as I fought the urge to use that hand to push my glasses up my nose. That move would be guaranteed to bring on a flurry of mockery from my asshole brother. I forced my fingers to loosen. Even a werewolf without alpha strength could wreak havoc on computer components.“Blake,” I gritted out, glancing up and blinking at him. He came into focus, leaning casually against the frame of my office’s door, hands stuffed in the pockets of his stupid designer jeans—if you were going to spend that much money that wasn’t even yours, wear a suit, dammit, and look like an adult—and with a twisted smirk making his handsome face ugly. At least to me. Plenty of other people seemed to find Blake charming.Well, they found his bank account and

Chapter 4 You’re StallingWe didn’t have a snappy soundtrack, and Dimitri didn’t demand that any store clerks give me their ties, but otherwise our day out shopping reminded me powerfully of Pretty Woman. Desperate, weirdo rich guy paying for someone way more objectively attractive to pretend to date him: check. Simmering awkwardness between the protagonists: check. Sidelong looks from everyone who helped us in the stores: very much check, because we made a suspicious pair, me dressed in clothes ten times more expensive than the ones I was buying for him with a no-limit credit card, and him glowering at ties like he expected them to leap up and try to strangle him.We even got pizza despite my objections to the plastic-like cheese and not-organic sauce—although we carried it ourselves to a small, grimy table in the mall food court, rather than having it delivered by a flunky.We already had a pile of bags around us, and Dimitri had rebelled at the idea of trying on “one more fucking

Chapter 6 It Gets BiggerThat can-do attitude lasted until the late morning of the next day.I’d slept the rest of Friday plus all night, finally waking up at the unthinkably late hour of eight-thirty on Saturday morning. Usually I had an alarm for six-thirty and woke up half an hour before that. Even on weekends.Dimitri emerged from the guest room across the hall as soon as I stirred, standing in the hallway between our open bedroom doors and running a hand through his messy hair to get it out of his face.The bastard looked like an underwear advertisement.I probably looked like someone had dragged me backward through a couple of hedges.“Hungry?” he said. “I’m starving. I’m going to figure out if you have anything in your kitchen if you don’t need any help.”I shook my head, the thought of Dimitri’s “help” in the shower, or with getting dressed, making my blood run cold. Yeah, he might be shockingly sympathetic and nonchalant. But I’d humiliated myself quite enough, thank you.H

Chapter 8 A United Front“Explain yourself,” my father said heavily. “I understood that you were too unwell to deign to go to the office yesterday. And now we find you capering around the house with…someone like this.”Ah. So it wasn’t only Dimitri coming in and out of the gate that’d triggered this parental “concern.” My day off had rung some alarm bells, apparently.I opened my mouth, even though my mind was spinning like a hamster in a creaky wheel and I had no fucking clue what to say, but Dimitri got there before me. “It’s traditional to spend some time alone with your new mate, and I decided to humor Brook when he wanted the day off.” Humor me? The fuck? “Maybe you should explain why you came in without waiting for us to open the door. You’re lucky a little capering is all you walked in on.”My head went light and floaty, spots swimming in my vision. We should’ve been at my parents’ place by appointment, dressed perfectly, a cool and collected power couple making our announcem