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Chapter 39: Anger and a witness
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Death To The Alpha Chapter 40: The right door
By the time I arrive back in my room, my nerves are fried and the only thing I can think about is how to make it seem like Sarah is still just sick and not missing. I shower and change my clothes to clear my head, then I plop down in a chair in the corner of my room and try to process everything.After everything that has happened tonight, I need to force everything out of my head and focus on the present. Then things I can do here and now to move forward and protect the people I care about. Even if I barely know Sarah, she deserves a life of peace away from the sick hands of alpha Jonathon and his fucked up men. I creep down to her room and push the door open, finding her scent different from normal. It’s hard to tell if someone has been in here or if Sarah had just panicked and cleaned the place with all sorts of pine-scented chemicals. I mean, we have those kinds of sprays and bleaches, so it wouldn’t be terribly unlikely. As I look around, I realize Sarah’s room is much nicer tha
Death To The Alpha Chapter 41: Mea Causea
“What are you doing here?” his voice is a soft whisper in my ear as he pulls me close, locking me in his arms like he will never let me go. When his hands smooth my hair and the gentle up and down of his chest moves in time with mine, I know I made the right choice.“Everything fucking hurts,” I say on a sharp inhale.“I’m so sorry I hurt you, Mea Causea.” Enzo says, his special nickname sending a warm tingling through my body. He adjusts his arms around me, somehow making us closer than we had been before.“I killed that guy in the woods,” I tell him, my voice growing distant and cold.“You what?” Enzo freezes. “What guy? Who did you kill in the woods?” “Henley’s partner.” Enzo breaks our embrace and looks down at me with guarded eyes. He is trying to understand.“He found me in the woods after I ran into Alpha James. He said some things. I was tired of playing meek slave girl and he didn’t like my attitude.”“You don’t have to explain yourself to me, Ivy,” Enzo says with a small fr
Death To The Alpha Chapter 42: Running with a ghost
I stare at Enzo. There is nothing else for me to do but stare. The nickname he has had for me since they assigned him as my guardian means ‘my reason’. He wasn’t being dramatic or making shit up when he said he loved me. Enzo wasn’t lying when he said it’s been since the beginning. He has spent years pining for me while I could only feel anger and spite. He found in me a reason to live while I sought a reason to die while honoring my family. “Don’t” he warns me and my eyes focus on him. “Don’t do that” But his warning falls on deaf ears. How can I not blame myself for my stupidity? “I’ve been so blind…” I start and He sighs heavily. “You have had other things to deal with, Ivy,” he says looking conflicted. “Five years, Enzo. Five years.” I exhale angrily. For someone trained in the art of meticulous observation, I have been incredibly blind. “And I would have waited for five more.” He runs a hand through his hair and drops his head back on the bed frame. “Ivy… You don’t have to
Death To The Alpha Chapter 43: Rumors can be damning
~Enzo POV~The second Ivy takes off, I move in the opposite direction. After discovering Henley was still loyal to our original pack, it was easy to convince him to help in any way necessary. I needed him to help get Sarah over the border, since learning their patrol schedule was damn near impossible with Otis on my back. Thankfully, with my premature departure date, Otis has been around less. For a hot minute, I thought he might have improved his sleuthing skills, but then I passed him in the park off the main street with who I assume is his mate. They care less about what I do with my time now that my leaving is imminent. And I plan to use that to my advantage. I don’t trust James. I wish I could have spent more time following his ass around, but as much as Ivy’s concern has been revenge for her, keeping her alive and safe has been my primary goal. And finding out that she killed a guy in the woods because I left her with her supposed mate who abandoned her on the trail pisses me
Death To The Alpha Chapter 44: Well, shit.
I make my way up a tree as Henley continues to sprint toward the wide camouflage complex. There is a wall of trees surrounding the dark green-colored building and ivy that crawls up its side, inching closer to the roof. It makes it seem like the building has been here for centuries. The only clue that it hasn’t is the trees. The trees surrounding the building are all younger, and shorter than the massive tall trees the forest usually produces. Where the trees around the complex are small and smooth, the old trees are wide and rough. The more I stare, the more out of place it seems to appear as though someone was trying to create a camouflage look, but somehow overdid it. Yet, I still never saw it. There had only been one area I hadn’t explored in the pack, and I was certain that was the area Henley would lead me to. He had started to at one point. But then he turned. So instead I tailed him to an area I had checked many times but still missed this. Had I allowed my mind to be preoc
Death To The Alpha Chapter 45: Long time no see
~Ivy POV~ I can’t help but turn the music on as I move around the house, cleaning each room just as Sarah would have done. It’s strange, feeling lighter and happier even when terrible things have happened or new truths come to light. After running with what I and telling myself was Caleb’s ghost, I can’t seem to shake this undeniably happy mood. This light airy feeling that even though all the things we are doing are hard, it will be okay. Caleb is watching out for me. Even from his grave he is being the protective big brother and finding his way to my soul to touch it, let it know that it’s ok to be free and enjoy the things life brings us. Like runs in the woods, or the embrace of someone you love. For so long, I have buried my head in the sand and refused to acknowledge that the sun rises. It was easy down there, in the silence of my head. No one bothered me because they weren’t allowed in. Maybe that is why I feel all these things? These conflicting emotions or feelings toward
Death To The Alpha Chapter 46: Clem?
I pull away from Caleb and just stare at him, my fingers touching his scar and running over his face as I try to make sense of everything. This feels like a dream. I went from being alone, having no one but Enzo, to having my brother back. It doesn’t seem like he has had an easy five years either. My smile slowly fades and my aching eyes well up again when he takes my hands in his. I can see that they are rough and discolored, even in the crappy lighting. “How are you alive?” I ask, sucking my bottom lip in on a sharp inhale. “Enzo said he left you…” I tilt my head, that familiar burn in my chest when I think about the day that changed everything. “Shhh, Ivanya,” Caleb says softly. “We can talk about that soon. Right now, let me look at you.”He takes a step back as I look at the woman. After a minute, I look back and Caleb’s eyes are guarded and his lips pursed. “What?” I ask, looking down. “You have a bruise on your jaw…” he says. “Is that from Deacon?” He asks and I shrug. I h
Death To The Alpha Chapter 47: Trigger Warning!
***TRIGGER WARNING: Extreme violence and gore! There is torture in this chapter, if this is something that triggers you please forgo this chapter. ~ENZO POV~ I can feel everything. Whether I am awake or asleep, it doesn’t matter. The pain settles deep in my bones, in the recesses of my mind, and buries itself deep. It’s rotting me from the fucking inside out. My muscles contract involuntarily as something as simple as the blood pumping through my veins becomes agonizing. Death has never been a fear of mine, but it has also never been something I crave. Until now. I can feel my veins bulging and straining as whatever the fuck they put in me spreads, poisoning my body and my mind. I clamp my teeth tight, my jaw creaking under the strain as I fight the urge to scream out. It would be natural and completely acceptable to do so. If I weren’t who I am and they weren’t dickheads looking to get off on my pain. “Who are you?” Jonathon rails at me again. He breathes heavily as he stalks t
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