All Chapters of The Alpha King's Saving Angel: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Zane’s POVWerewolf me up?!Mentally, I chuckled at the statement. Never had a human asked to be “werewolf’ed up”. I mean sure, there were those back in the days when hunters were still a problem and humans still believed in werewolves, that the occasional hippy or “fan” would seek us out and ask to become part of a pack.Normally, they were instantly killed…Our world was a brutal one and not many humans had what it took to be a part of it. There was a lot of aggression and fighting involved with werewolves. Kidnapping and murders weren’t that uncommon and while we’d gotten more civilized over the decades, there were still some universal truths to being a werewolf, that were firmly based on our animal counterparts.One: we killed without remorse!And two: we protected what we considered ours!And yes, anything we considered ours, we&rsq

Zane's POV“Other werewolves, rogues, that have been banned from their packs, are a constant issue for us,” I said, breathing a little easier now that I didn’t have to fight my wolf. “Not only do they attack other werewolves in spite or in revenge, but they’re also prone to attack and kill humans, just to provoke an attack from a pack.”I paused, wondering how--- no, wondering IF I should continue. In a way, I knew she had to be told and it was best if she heard it from me. But a part of me was selfish and didn’t want her to know. I didn’t want her to know that I was broken. That I couldn’t offer her all the things that I wanted. That all I had was a broken wolf and a damaged heart.But I also knew that not telling her was the wrong thing to do. She would figure it out eventually and then--- Well, I really didn’t want to think about "what then". But it only cemented that I needed to tel

Arella’s POVTrying to open my eyes, I more or less expected everything to hurt. Or that the light would be too bright, sending spikes of pain through my skull. The light did feel a little too sharp, but one blink later and my eyesight had adjusted to the bright light. And there was no pain either, which – all things considered – felt impossible.Yet I felt fine – and oh so wrong at the same time…My body felt different but calm and relaxed. It felt like waking up after a surprisingly good nap. But also, being a sort of out-of-body experience. Because despite still feeling and sensing everything, I also felt as if I wasn’t in control of it. My body moved, but I wasn’t the one controlling the motions.Who was it?I closed my eyes and, just like that, I could see her. It was as if my mind had somehow made space for her, opening up and giving her the space she needed. Her fur was bright red,

Arella's POV“Terrible! Get out of my head!” I gasped in shock, trying to push him away, but with my paws, I ended up meekly pawing his cheek and falling flat on my face. Well, this was very undignifying, I thought as I pushed myself back up, trying to figure out how to operate paws and legs. But it was still embarrassing, and I wondered what would kill me first. The embarrassment of looking like Bambi on ice. Or embarrassment from knowing he could hear what I was thinking – and how utterly easy I was for him to toy with at his leisure…“And I don’t think you're sexy! At all!” I snapped, hoping that my rage would convince him. “I was thinking about another Zane! A hot Zane, not-not you!”His expression went through three stages as I spoke. Disbelief, annoyance, and then smug as all fuck! It was when the “smug as all fuck” grin graced his lips, that I realized I’d m

Zane's POVHer big, surprised eyes locked on mine, and I watched her throat work – hard. I couldn’t help but notice her breathing had picked up a little. I could feel it as her breasts pushed against the flat disks of my chest. Her whole entire body seemed to buzz with heat and electricity, as we were lying there.And I couldn’t get those lips off my mind…!Was this it?Was this the allure of the runt?It had to be! Because nothing in my life had ever felt this good, felt this right. All I wanted to do was---“Mind getting off me? You weigh a ton?” she gulped, clearly nervous.No…Actually, I didn’t want to get off her!But I did because it was the fucking gentlemanly thing to do. And because if I didn’t, she’d notice the major hard-on I was sporting.Again!Annoyed, frustrated, fucking hurt, and embarrassed, I