All Chapters of Alpha's Dilemma : Claiming My Golden Wolf Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

HAZELI sat in the back of the classroom, half-listening to Mr. Thompson’s lecture as he rambled on about ancient folklore. My mind wandered, but I didn’t mind. The subject of the day was something I loved—animals that could turn into werewolves. Stories about the supernatural were practically my lifeblood. Anything paranormal, really, and I was all in.Mr. Thompson’s voice cut through the haze of my thoughts. “Today, we’ll talk about a fascinating part of history—the legends of werewolves. You’ve all heard them, I’m sure. The beasts who live among us, hiding in plain sight. But who can tell me… what causes a person to transform into one of these creatures?”I shifted in my seat, glancing around. Some students were whispering, others scribbling in notebooks. Darryl, of course, was sitting in the back, as usual. Mr. Thompson’s gaze landed on him, his eyes gleaming like he already knew what he was going to ask. “Ah, Darryl. I believe you might know a little about this one.”Darryl looke

DARRYL Stepping outside was the only way I could keep myself in control. Hazel’s presence had been suffocating in the best and worst ways. The scent of her clung to my senses like an addiction I couldn’t shake. Being around her made me feel like I was about to lose control, and the last thing I wanted was for her to see me like that. I stood in the cool night air, leaning against the side of the store. The mate bond was stronger than I had ever imagined, pulling at me, tearing through every wall I had built over the years. I took a deep breath, rubbing my temples as I tried to calm the storm raging inside me. Being near Hazel made everything harder. She was my mate, the one person who could bring me peace, yet she was also my greatest danger. Claiming her would mean putting her life at risk. Malachi would sense the bond, and he wouldn’t stop until she was dead. I shook off the feeling and pushed myself off the wall as I walked back into the store. The first thing I noticed was Ha

HAZEL“So, there I was,” Amy said between giggles, “trying to explain to Trevor why werewolves in medieval history were misunderstood, and he just stares at me and says, ‘Amy, are you sure you’re not secretly one of them?’ Like, seriously! Who even says that?”I snorted. “Trevor said that? Oh my gosh. Please tell me you didn’t confirm his suspicions.”Amy grinned mischievously. “I told him, ‘Well, if I were, you’d be the first one I’d eat.’ You should’ve seen his face! I thought he was going to pass out right there.”I doubled over, nearly choking on my drink. “Trevor’s probably drafting an essay on why Amy is the most likely candidate for a werewolf now. You’re giving him too much ammo.”Amy waved her hand dismissively. “Let him. It’ll make his presentation more interesting. Honestly, it’s his fault for being so gullible.”Her laughter was contagious, but my thoughts drifted to my own project with Darryl. The humor faded from my expression as I recalled how awkward and tense everythi

HAZEL The moment the bell rang, I shoved my notebook into my bag and made my way out of class. The hallway buzzed with students as usual, But my mind was elsewhere. Amy. We hadn’t spoken all day. Actually, we hadn’t had any classes together, but even that felt… off. Ever since that incident with Katrina in the cafeteria, I’d been worried. I’d asked Amy a few times how she was doing, but her answers were vague, distracted. It was like she was there, but not really there. Something wasn’t right. Stepping into the corridor, I hugged my books to my chest, my eyes scanning the crowd of students spilling out of classrooms. Where was Amy now? I had no idea what her schedule looked like today, but I was determined to find her. She was my best friend—if something was wrong, I had to know. I started walking down the hall, peeking into classrooms as I passed, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. Just as I was about to check another classroom, a familiar voice called out to me. “Hazel.”

DARRYLThe woods were quiet tonight. I liked coming here when I needed space. It was my place to think and to breathe. Tonight was no different. I walked through the trees and inhaled the air which was filled with the faint scent of ashes left behind by the fire. The moon was high and casted light on the branches.Everything was quiet, except for the whisper of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl. My wolf and I shared this calm, this sense of being home. I took a deep breath and let it settle in my lungs. This was normal. This was right.Then, I heard it.Footsteps.These footsteps were light and hesitant. Definitely Human. What would a human be doing out here? This place had been off-limits since the fire. No one from town dared to come here anymore. It was too dangerous and too haunted by memories. Only we, the werewolves came here now, to hunt or during full moons. I crept forward and took every step cautiously. The scent of ashes was still there, but there was something else