Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sold To The Feral Alpha: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

EMMELINEI was going to lose my damn mind.Heat had come early, and it was worse than I ever remembered. My skin felt too tight, my body on fire, and no matter how much I tossed and turned, nothing helped.Cara, my wolf, wasn’t making things any easier. Go to him. You need him. You want him.“No, I don’t,” I muttered, shoving my face into my pillow.Liar.I moaned, gripping the sheets as another wave of need hit me. Fuck. I was already burning up, and I hadn’t even touched myself yet. My body was betraying me, my mind drowning in nothing but thoughts of him.Darius.I squeezed my thighs together, but it only made it worse. My body craved him like an addict needing a fix. Cara kept clawing at me, desperate for his scent, his touch, him.I let out a strangled groan, kicking the blankets off. They felt suffocating, and yet without them, the cool air against my skin made it worse.I was so screwed.I tried to distract myself. Counting. Deep breathing. Thinking of the ugliest, most unsexy

DARIUSMy shoes clicked against the marble floor, each step echoing my growing unease. What the hell was Great Aunt Mildred doing here? The woman was a walking, talking disaster zone, and the last thing I needed was her anywhere near Emmeline.I rounded the corner into the foyer and there she was—she dressed like she’d raided a clown’s closet. And next to her… a girl. Young. Like, really young.“Darius!” Mildred shrieked, engulfing me in a hug that smelled strongly of lavender and mothballs. “My boy! It’s been such a long time!”Long time? We saw each other last year at Christmas. I swear, the woman’s memory is shorter than my… patience.“When I saw you last, you were just a boy!” she continued, squeezing me tighter. I could feel my ribs protesting.I peeled her off me, forcing a smile. "Aunt Mildred. This is… a surprise."She beamed, all wrinkles and rouge. "Isn't it? And this is Olivia, my granddaughter.”Olivia offered a shy smile and a small "Hello." She looked like she’d just

EMMELINEMy breath hitched. My blood ran cold. Darius’s great-aunt, that wrinkled prune of a woman, stared at me like I was a particularly interesting bug. “Something about her looks… different,” she croaked, her old hoarse. Different how? My heart raced. I’d masked my scent like usual. Had she sniffed me out, like that old doctor?Fear coiled in my gut. My heart hammered against my ribs. Was my Lycan secret about to blow up in my face?“Different? She looks exactly the same,” Darius snapped, stepping in front of me like a protective wall. Thank the Goddess for his quick retort. The old woman shook her head, her eyes still boring into me. She actually reached out a hand, trying to touch my face. I flinched back, disgust twisting my features. "Her features are… sharper,” the aunt insisted. “And she smells… peculiar."Seriously? Peculiar? What did Lycans smell like to these people anyway? Wet dog? Burnt toast? I desperately hoped I smelled more like the scent I had practical

EMMELINEFinally. Good riddance to Olivia and her batty grandmother. Now that they were gone, Darius and I could finally get back to business.I knocked twice on Darius’s door before pushing it open. No point waiting—he was expecting me.He sat behind his massive desk, looking far more relaxed than he had in days. His dark hair was slightly tousled, and for the first time in a while, there was no tension in his shoulders. If I didn’t know better, I’d say he was actually in a good mood."Sit," he said, gesturing toward the chair opposite him.I settled into the plush seat, crossing my legs as I studied him.“I’m happy they’re gone,” he admitted, a genuine smile playing on his lips.I let out a breath, nodding. “Me too. Your aunt was terrifying and I was so scared she’d figure out the truth.” His lips twitched in amusement. “She’s certainly something.”“She was a lot, but Olivia? Ugh. That girl could make a saint throw a punch.”Darius chuckled, a rare, low sound that sent an unfamilia

DARIUSI watched as Emmeline jumped into Sylas' arms, her tears streaming down her face. Like everyone else, I was shocked, but not as much as I was when I found out what really happened on the day of the attack. It was her mating ceremony, and she was supposed to be with some guy named Jonas Sharpe. Who, by the way, is apparently Sylas' brother.No wonder she looked like she was walking on broken glass the second we got here. Had her restlessness earlier been because of some resurfacing memories? My mind was racing with questions, but I kept my cool, observing the reunion between Emmeline and Sylas."I never thought I'd see you again," Sylas said, his voice choked with emotion. He held Emmeline so tight, like he was afraid she’d disappear. Emmeline pulled back a little, wiping tears from her eyes. "Me too."Sylas loosened his grip just enough to look at her, his eyes searching hers. “How… how did you end up here?”Emmeline hesitated, taking a deep breath. "It's a long story."Sylas