All Chapters of The Alpha's Forbidden Desires : Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

With my arms folded, I leaned against the chilly stone wall of the council chamber. At the same time, the elders quarreled over the same old tiresome problems. The oak table before them was heavy with paperwork, maps, and too much deliberation. Their voices were like white noise in the background, drowning out the more urgent thought in my mind.Maya.I tried to ignore her, but I couldn't. Her passion and defiance clung to every peaceful moment like smoke. Even though I couldn't afford it, I couldn't help but be distracted by her.The piercing voice of Elder Cain cut through my thought, "Alpha Darius. Are you with us?"I jerked my eyes to him and compelled myself to look authoritatively composed. “Yes I answered in a measured tone. "For now."Cain frowned as his thin lips twisted. "Action must be taken immediately to stop the rouges behavior near the southern border. Their organization and aggression have increased. They will become more daring if we don't take decisive action.”“Dec

The double doors of the council chamber stood as a formidable obstacle in the distance. As I approached, my steps stumbled, and the elders' words weighed heavily on my thoughts. They were concealing information that endangered Darius and the pack as a whole. And now, I was being summoned. Why? Did they know I’d been eavesdropping? The doors creaked open as two guards pulled them aside. A semicircle of high-backed chairs seated the council members in the poorly illuminated circular area. I walked in, my heart racing, as their eyes stared into mine. “Maya”. Elder Ren said in a tight voice. "We have a lot to talk about a lot." I straightened my back, trying to look composed. “I'm listening." "You've been… close to Alpha Darius," he said, his eyes squinting. I looked him in the eye and answered, "Yes. Is that a problem?" Tension increased in the room. With a harsh voice, Elder Mira interrupted, "We've seen your influence on him. That's concerning." I felt my chest constr

A sense of tension permeated the room as Darius walked back and forth, an unsaid weight in the air. The lanterns' gentle illumination highlighted the sharp planes of his face, and his jaw tightened in relentless frustration. Just moments before, he had had a heated discussion with the patrol guards, which had revealed additional disturbing information regarding the most recent rogue attack. Sitting on the edge of the war table, I was tinkering with a map, following the lines of a nearby pack's domain. However, the heat from Darius's kiss the previous evening distracted me. I kept thinking about it because every moment of his hand brushing against mine and every fleeting gaze was so enticing. There was no time to savor those moments, as I was reminded by the strain in his eyes. I was still waiting. The silence broke when I said, "You're going to wear a hole in the floor." Mid-step, Darius halted, his eyes darting to me. "I can't help it. This attack doesn't make sense.” With