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Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Checked In
{ Daniel } The rogue wolves are nothing like I imagined them to be. They seem… almost normal, but not really. There is something off about them. The beta is a tiny twenty year old boy that clearly is just being dragged into this shit along with his brother. He didn't put up any resistance when we locked him up, he hasn't even said a word. To be honest, he seems even relieved. But the alpha... goddamn. That one is a total lunatic, a crazy bastard obsessed with ancient thoughts. Even with his wolf sedated and one of his arms asleep, he puts up resistance against Lucinda and almost manages to push her off when he raises his hand and claws her face, but that only serves to piss off the other craziest alpha I know. Her anger serves as a propellant and she pushes the alpha so hard he falls to the ground on his ass. Lucinda slams the door shut, slamming the buttons on the monitor to activate the soundproof system and then lets out a big breath of relief, lifting a hand to wipe the blood
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Bad News For Rodrick
Clara wakes up fifteen minutes later, immediately moaning in pain and raising a hand to cover her forehead, which is already starting to bruise. My nose is starting to heal, but it still hurts from the headbutt. Olivia and Lucinda break away from the wall where they were leaning against and walk over to their sister while Laurie continues to play with my phone, sitting on my lap. "What happened?" Clara asks in a slurred voice and then moans again, touching her arm, "I can't feel this arm." "That's because we injected you with a sedative," I inform her and she turns to look at me with confusion in her eyes, sitting bolt upright on the couch, "You don't remember what happened? Your... insistence that the rogue wolf is your alpha?" Clara frowns and thinks for a few seconds, then nods. I grab Laurie and settle him next to me on the couch. I realize then that Olivia has him well trained because he literally doesn't even look up from the phone. I get up from the couch to stand in front
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Into Her Own Hands
As Frank leaves, I take one last look at Rodick. He's staring at the floor trying to conceive how his omega turned out to be the daughter of the man he tried to kill. I almost feel bad for him, except it's his own fault. I walk away from the cell to approach Olivia, who sits staring blankly at the wall across from her, worried. "Stop worrying, baby. Your father is a righteous man, he's not going to kill me. He might beat me and try to kick me out of the clan, but in time when his anger goes away, he'll let me come back," I assure with my hand stroking her hair, trying to pass all my positivity to her. I don't understand why she's so worried, it's like she doesn't know her own father. "Yeah, I guess you're right," she mumbles and tries to smile. I move my hand from her hair to pull down the turtleneck of her shirt so I can see my mark. Fück, it's beautiful. Soon, she’ll be able to proudly show it off, but I understand that for the moment she should hide it, "Daniel, can you stay
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha So Productive
{ Olivia } I can't believe I'm actually doing this. It was such a hasty decision that I haven't even finished thinking about it yet, but I can't even regret it because the whole damn clan is witnessing this. It's now or never. ➿ Yesterday ➿ "I don't need all this, guys,” Clara complains as we all enter her room as the sad squad. It still smells like Daniel in here and it makes my whole insides churn with hatred, but I manage to stop it. I sit on the bed next to Carolina, "Guys, seriously. It's not a big deal. I don't even know him, I don't care what happens to him. It's not like... it’s not like I love him or something." Her voice cracks on that last word and she starts crying loudly, breaking my heart. It must be incredibly confusing to feel so much for a man she doesn't even know. At least I got to feel all that for my long-time crush. We let Clara cry and try to make her feel better, but the truth is that no one really knows what to say because there is nothing that can mak
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Another One
After my father says goodbye to his clan, we go back inside the chapel and I get hugs and congratulations from everyone, including Clara, who still looks super sad but I think it's not because of us. "Can you let go of your hate for me now?" she asks as she’s hugging me and that makes me feel like the stinkiest shit in the universe. I’ve been such a bad sister to her and all because my jealousy. I hug her with all I have, lifting her a little bit and making her squeal, "Oli! Put me down!" "I'm so sorry, sis. I'm sorry for saying all the horrible things I said about you... and the even more horrible things I thought about you," I admit, earning an annoyed look from her, "Can you forgive me? Please?” "If you asked me a day ago, I'd probably say no," she begins and gives me a sad smile, "But now I have a new perspective on how you felt and I forgive you because I think I understand. And I'm really sorry I held on to Daniel, I didn’t know what it was like to have a compatible alpha, I h
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Got Lost
{ Daniel } This is my fault, is the first thing I think as I watch Gerard in the cell where Rodrick should be. I can't move for several seconds and then I bend down to make sure Gerard is okay. "He took my uniform and my shoes," he groans as I check that he's not hurt in any way. Apparently, he's just sedated, "Sorry, boss. Louis stayed outside, he didn't come in to back me up. The alpha attacked me when I was going to sedate him and managed to inject me. It was my mistake. I got overconfident, I wasn't careful enough." "Are you okay?" I ask and when he nods, still looking down in shame, I stand up, "This is bad, Gerard. Very bad. But we’ll talk about it later." I don't wait for him to answer, I just walk out of the cell to the one on the side. The beta is sitting on his bed and looks at me with interest when he sees me through the window. I hit the button to disable the soundproof system. "Where is your brother? Where did he go?" "I don't know," he answers, looking honest, "
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha Kidding Around
We go back to the monitors to keep trying to identify the moment when Rodrick comes out of somewhere but once again we don't see him anywhere. It’s like he’s a ghost. I leave Frank analyzing the monitors and return to the first floor closet, again there is nothing for an alpha his size to hide in, except maybe the air duct. The opening is really tightly shut, I need to grab a slim tool to get right in the tiny crack and breaking it open, just to make sure he’s not here. Once I manage to open it, it becomes obvious that Rodrick can't be here because it was sealed, it had never been opened before. I grunt because I can’t believe Im losing time doing this dumb shït. I close the duct again and head for the stairs. I go up to the second floor, where there’s an open window, but if he had jumped out, we would have seen him on the cameras. I go up to the third floor and there's absolutely nothing here, up to the fourth floor and here's another duct, except this one is open. As soon as
Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha As It Should
As soon as the door closes behind him, I grab my pillow and I scream into it. Stupid fücking alpha, I hate him. I am not a kid, I'm a woman... a woman hurt and traumatized because of him. How dare he say those things to me and then just walk away? I stay there for a while drowning in my misery but then decide I don't want to be miserable anymore. I get up to wash my face and go back downstairs, expecting to see Daniel sitting in the living room or out on the backyard, but he's nowhere to be found. Robbie and my mother are cooking dinner while Lucinda sits at the table, massaging her temples as if she's extremely stressed. Meanwhile, Robbie is moving around the kitchen like a housewife on steroids. Does he love being a walking stereotype? "Have you seen Daniel?" I ask, trying to sound like I don't care that much. Robbie turns to look at me and glances down at my bare neck, his eyes lingering on the mark. I can smell a tiny hint of envy on his scent and my eyebrows rise in surprise
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