All Chapters of My Brute Alpha (The Alpha and His Omega #1): Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO * * “What?” Rene's breath shudders out of him, he can only gape openly at Lyrien. Lyrien’s hand slowly lifts, shaking as it traces Rene's cheek and the tears running down his face like a pure crystal stream. His thumb brushes over the moist as his dark eyes trace Rene's features, as though committing his face to memory. “I already decided that when you wake up, I'm going to let you freely choose whatever you want to, I won't interfere with your life anymore." Free? Rene's stunned expression is replaced by a misty rage that floods through his eyes. He smacks off Lyrien's hand from his face, as a sharp pang of acrid resentment courses through him. "You won't let me die and wither. . .?" Rene sneers, temper rising again, and exertion causes his heart to beat even faster until black spots swim around his eyes, but he refuses to faint. "You are going to let me go. Such nice words!" He hisses, a hysterical laughter bubbles from his dry parched throat. "Is

CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR**"What are you doing, omega!"Vidarr's dark eyes latch onto Soral's panicked ones as fierce as they can be, and embarrassment spreads through Soral with such fury that his cheeks redden. Caught in the act, Soral is too stunned to speak. His eyes unwillingly fall downward again,, and his lip drops open in an alarmed shriek when the massive organ which is pointing towards the roof continues to jerkrhythmicallyly, the tip oozing out pearly fluids. "I'm . . . I'm sorry!" Soral's lips wobble as he clenches them to fight back tears. "I didn't mean to make it a-abnormal""Abnormal?" Vidarr scoffs, the intense look is replaced by something different. . . A strangely dark emotion that Soral cannot read and yet he squirms uncomfortably beneath the scorching heat of it. "Indeed, you've made it abnormal, omega" Vidarr's amused gaze watches his omega's face intently, and surprise flares through him when Soral dramatically turns even more crimson; his large honeycomb eye

CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX**"Don't tell me you are going to help her, who knows what she's plotting this time. . .You seriously aren't thinking about it, are you?" Rene wince at Kai's sharp tone, Kai is gazing at him as though he has lost his mind after Rene finished telling him about his encounter with Yara. They've just reunited and Kai seems intent on pressing out every information from Rene about what has happened during the time they spent apart. "I'm not going to h-help her!" Rene stammers, faced with his friend's narrowed glare. "Liar, I can tell you are already thinking about it. You are too nice for your own good, that's why everyone wants to take advantage of you. How many times have I told you that being too good will only magnets evil people? You don't learn anything from me?!" Rene grimaces; his ears are starting to become itchy from Kai's rant. Maybe he should have kept this information to himself, he thinks regrettably. "I believe she's scheming something evil, don't f

CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT * * The dainty sounds of footsteps begin to fade, and Lyrien breathes out a harsh, jagged sigh; his inner predator continues to stir, its instinct clawing and screaming at him to take up the chase. HUNT. MATE. RUT. His eyes gleam with a smirk when though the urge pours into his veins like hot molten lava; before, Lyrien would have no problem letting it break free; he wouldn't hesitate to catch his mate and shove him over the forest debris below and pound into him until he is screaming. But that is the old Lyrien, one that he has let slip quite too often. The one that had nearly killed his mate in a fit of rage. He already promised Rene that he would be better, that he wouldn't hurt him. . . He has failed to keep that promise twice, and Lyrien is determined not to fail a third time. The sweet smell of fresh jasmine mixed with orange, his mate's pheromones still lingers in the air, teasing Lyrien's senses. The omega's distinct arousal creates another s

CHAPTER EIGHTY * * Rene is forced to submerge into the water with a splash. A few seconds later, he surfaces, spluttering and coughing water out of his mouth. “Lyrien!” He cries in irritation, blinking water from his lashes “Why did you do that?!" He glowers angrily. Lyrien stares at him for a moment, saying nothing, Then, for the first time in a very long time, Lyrien laughs aloud, his eyes twinkling with amusement. Rene blinks, completely taken about by the reaction; it isn’t Lyrien's usual low, dark, frightening chuckle. No, this is a hearty laughter that has his shoulders shaking as if the earth is moving. Rene is bewildered at the husky sound; it's as if Lyrien's vocal cords aren’t used to the light, carefree sound. Is he laughing at me? He's gone mad! Rene thinks, still flustered. Now his clothes are all wet, and Rene's teeth chatter from the cold that begins to gradually seep into his bones. Seeing the bright, scarlet, furious look on Rene's face, Lyrien o