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Chapter 36
Allie CarstensHappy Friday! I hope this is enough to satisfy you all for the weekend. . . Pun intended. . .
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WESLEY POV Soft fingertips tracing along the skin of my chest and my left arm pulled me from my deep, restful slumber. I blinked the sleep from my eyes and found the tent filled with a soft gray light. My little ballerina was laying next to me, still safe and comfortable in the circle of my arms, and I pulled her in closer to me. Her body melted into mine, relaxing against every inch of me, her subtle curves a perfect fit with my muscles and strength. “What time is it?” I grumbled, my voice scratchy and my lips brushing against the skin of Haven’s forehead. She somehow moved her body even closer to mine, seeking either my warmth or comfort or my scent, or maybe all three, so I curled myself even more around her, tucking the sleeping bag up higher so she wouldn’t get cold. “I don’t know,” she replied, her voice raspy too. “My phone died.” “Hmm,” I grunted, then peeked out of one eye to look for the bag of our stuff. “We’ll charge it on our way home,” I added as I reached for the
The Alpha's Pen Pal Chapter 38
HAVEN POV I stood on the front porch of Wesley’s house and smoothed my hands over my dress as I waited for him to let me in. His little bungalow house was cute and well taken care of, painted a light green with a swing on one side of the porch. The whole overall look gave off a homey, clean vibe, making me feel comfortable and relaxing my nerves about this date night. I had a strong feeling about why he wanted to make dinner for me tonight. He’d held us off from going all the way at the beach because he said he wanted it to be romantic and special, even though I told him that wasn’t necessary. Then he’d told me he wanted to make me dinner at his house, so I was crossing my fingers that the night would end with us in his bed. No pressure, right? I took in a deep breath and smoothed down the front of my green dress again. I had made sure to actually dress up for this date, since I hadn’t the previous time. He didn’t tell me to, but I wanted to. I wanted to look my fucking best for hi
The Alpha's Pen Pal Chapter 39
WESLEY POV Waking up a second morning with Haven in my arms was the best feeling in the world. Actually, make that the second best feeling in the world. Because the first best was the feel of my naked body curled around her naked body, snuggled deep into my comfy mattress together. I had never really been one for cuddling with my females when they’d stay the night. But then again, none of them had been Haven. It seemed everything I thought I knew about myself was completely wrong. Having her back in my life was like waking up, like realizing I had been dead without her. I lifted my head to kiss her shoulder, my lips drawing a line back and forth across her bare flesh. My hands roamed her smooth skin, skimming her hips and thighs with one while the other that was wrapped underneath her body squeezed her small breast, pinching her nipple between my fingers so it peeked out at me as I gazed down at her. Memories of the previous night flooded my mind as I continued my morning explorati
The Alpha's Pen Pal Chapter 40
HAVEN POV Wesley pulled his sweatpants off, and then, with some snapping and cracking of his bones, he changed right before my eyes. Changed from the Wesley I knew into a large, dark gray, humanoid beast. I screamed. Screamed the loudest, most bloodcurdling scream I’d ever made in my life. I turned to run away, to run back into the safety of the house, so I could lock the door and protect myself from the monster in front of me, but I ran straight into Nolan’s chest. His hands grabbed my upper arms, and he glared over my head at the beast standing where Wes had been only moments before. “You couldn’t have waited like two more minutes?” Nolan yelled at it. “Nolan, let me go!” I cried. “I need to get inside, get away, and—” “No, Haven,” he said, turning me around, so I faced the monster again. “If you run, he’ll think it’s an invitation.” “An invitation?” I squeaked. “Yes. To chase you and mate with you.” “Mate?” “Have sex. Claim you as his.” “You mean that — that thing would
The Alpha's Pen Pal Chapter 41
WESLEY POV“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Nolan shouted as soon as we heard Haven start the car. “‘Don’t freak out?’ Seriously? You just told her not to freak out and then you shifted?”I rubbed my hand over my face and slipped my sweatpants back on. “I wasn’t thinking, I just acted. I knew I needed to tell her, and shifting seemed like a good idea.”“We were literally right here. You could have waited like two more minutes,” he yelled. “We talked through how this should go the other day when you asked me to be here for this. But no. Future alpha had to do things his own way. Had to show off and—”My fist connected with his jaw before he could finish his sentence. His head whipped back, and he grunted, but he turned to face me again as I readied myself for another hit.“Nolan!” Rachel cried, but Nolan put his hand out to stop her from interfering.“You didn’t even think about how she would feel or react when she watched you shift into a monster. You only care about you and what you
The Alpha's Pen Pal Chapter 42
WESLEY POV“Rogues?” I asked, blinking. “We haven’t had issues with rogues in years. Haven’t even had any sightings of them in this area.”“Did they attack?” Reid asked, his body tense and his arms crossed.Dad grabbed his tablet and pulled up the map of our lands. “No, they crossed onto our territory here,” he said, pointing out a spot at the southern edge of the map.I breathed out a sigh of relief that they were in the opposite direction from the route Haven would have taken to head back to the city. “They walked along the border for less than half a mile and then they left the territory.”“Where are they now?” Sebastian asked, looking at the map over my shoulder.“Less than a mile from our border,” Dad said.“What are they doing?” I asked.“Nothing,” he said with a shrug. “They’re just camped out. I’m not sure if they’re scoping out the area, waiting to attack, or maybe just passing through? The scouts I sent out only got close enough to check their location, but I told them not to
The Alpha's Pen Pal Chapter 43 is actually Chapter 42!
Hey everyone! In my very tired and Monday uncaffeinated state this morning, I accidentally titled the chapter as 43 instead of 42. But the content IS the content of Chapter 42, just with the wrong title! I will title tomorrow’s chapter “the real chapter 43” to avoid confusion. Sorry about that! I will also fix it on my end but it can take a day or two for that to go into effect! I hope everyone is having a great Monday! You don’t have to read the rest of this there just has to be one hundred words in order for me to publish the chapter ok bye!Love,Allie
The Alpha's Pen Pal The REAL Chapter 43
HAVEN POV Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. “Hello, you have reached Wesley Stone. I am currently unavailable—” I hung up before the mailbox greeting could finish. I didn’t need to hear it. I’d heard it at least one hundred times since Sunday. “Happy fucking birthday to me,” I muttered, tossing the phone on my bed and plopping down on my back. It had been five days since I’d seen Wesley. Five days since I’d spoken to him. Five days since he’d held me in his arms. I’d taken my time, thinking through every emotion and thought and concern I had about what Wesley had revealed to me after our unbelievable night together. The initial shock, the initial bombshell of him being a werewolf — a Lycan — wore off quickly. The fear of seeing that enormous, monstrous thing in place of my Wesley dissipated faster than I’d have thought possible. And left in its place was anger. Anger and irritation that he’d lied to me. That they had all lied to me. But mostly, I directed my anger at him. I could u
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