Semua Bab THE ALPHA WANTS ME BACK: Bab 31 - Bab 36

 KOOKIE:When we get back to the house, I lead the way into my room in silence. He closes the door behind him softly, the click echoing louder than it should. The thoughts in my mind from the morning cloud it again, and I am curious, wanting to know how all of him tastes—not just his lips. Wanting to know how it feels for him to be inside me, the warmth, the pleasure it would bring. I want all of it, but I don’t know if he wants it this fast. I am bent on finding out.He opens his mouth to speak, but I don’t let him. I crash into him, my hands gripping his shirt as I kiss him hard—raw, desperate, and completely unfiltered. It’s not soft or careful. It’s the kind of kiss that demands answers, claims ownership, and leaves no room for doubt. The kind of kiss that says, I need you now.Elias stumbles back slightly, caught off guard, but his hands find my waist, holding me stea

 Kookie’s :No matter how much I try, the news about Elias leaving horrifies me. I thought I would be over it this morning, but knowing I will wake up alone in two days makes the worry in my chest weigh me down. The warmth of Elias beside me is the only thing that feels authentic right now, the only comfort in the storm brewing in my heart.I don’t want to open my eyes, don’t want to face the reality that tomorrow, he’ll be gone. Tears slip down the sides of my face, soaking into the pillow beneath my cheek. I try to stifle the sob, but it comes anyway, a soft, aching sound that breaks through the stillness of the room. I feel his presence, still so close, and I reach out instinctively, wanting to hold on to him, to keep him here with me. But when my fingers brush against the empty space beside me, panic floods my chest.My eyes snap open, my breath catching as I sit up in an instant,

THIRD PERSON POV:Blue is sitting at her desk in class, painting what she assumes is a picture of Elias and her mother. Her teacher, Mrs. Walter, walks up to her, stopping a few inches from her.“Blue,” she calls out in a soft tone, and Blue turns to the sight of the black dress in front of her. She looks up at her teacher, a brown-haired lady in her mid-thirties.“Yes, Mrs. Walter.” A smile forms on Blue’s face as she tries to answer politely, like her mother has taught her.“Your mother is busy, and the Luna has sent someone from the Alpha’s house to come get you.” When she says this, Blue’s face falls, as she had planned to show her mother her drawing.It has been almost a week since Elias left, and she wishes he would live permanently with them, because he makes her mum happier.“Okay, Mrs. Walter,” Blue answers, facing her drawing again.Mrs. Walter understands her tone, so she tries to keep Blue company. She is her latest student, one she is yet to figure out. She isn’t rude, bu