The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 98

Chapter 98 “Keep quiet Beta.” I snap, narrowing my eyes at him. A harsh bite in the tone as my wolf peeked out. “I didn’t ask for your input.” The Alpha command prevented him from speaking. His jaw tightened with his fists shaking from his anger. But his wolf stopped him from doing anything rash. “I’m getting tired of this, Alpha Walker. I don’t like to repeat myself. Let this be the last time we ever have this discussion. Your pregnant wife surely wouldn’t want to be hearing this either, I’m sure.” I glance at Hestia who looked away from me. With a small laugh I shake my head. Turning, I began to walk toward the same direction Noah and Mailia fled to. I stopped just when I reached the doorway and looked over my shoulder, “Oh, and congratulations on the pup.” I left without another word. My wolf snorting in annoyance before laying down on her paws. Her ruffled fur smoothened out and the snarl viciously tearing from her lips silenced. The nerve of that man. The pure disgust I felt for him pulsating through my veins. I had planned on keeping my composure but then he just had to push my buttons with his delusions of me wanting him. What’s more, he wants me to move on from the past and act as if he and my family hadn’t forcibly kicked me out of the pack against my will. That they hadn’t ordered me to reject Landon for the sake of his relationship with Hestia. That they didn’t send me to my death by bringing me to Duskfall. That they weren’t responsible for the obliteration of an entire pack. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

That they weren’t responsible for the death of my pup. Red, hot fury boiling my blood. I would never forget. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. The feeling of Lila’s soft breath on my chest when she was whimpering while she held onto me. The feel of her small body shivering in my embrace. The wet blotches of tears soaking into. my shirt. The feeling of utter helplessness when I couldn’t even reach out to touch her.

Everything. How could I ever forget any of that when all I see and feel when I look at Landon is that. “Alpha, are you okay?” I look up to find Mailia breaking away from Noah to approach me. With a concerned look on her face, she frowned seeing my expression. “Did he say something?” I shake my head and waved my hand in the air. The two had gotten a feel of my emotions in our bond. I knew they felt my displeasure and from the way they stood, I had a feeling they knew what it was about. “Nothing you should worry about. It was all pointless talk.” She nodded but I saw the spark of suspicion in her gaze. Noah, who had stepped behind her raised a questioning brow. Later. I told him. He gave me a brief nod before looking to where the van pulled up. Pulling the van door open, he moved aside for me to enter with Mailia following suit. Landon’s words ringing in my head as I dazed off looking out the window. Every time I remembered what he said, my blood boiled. uncomfortably. Each and every time, my anger doubling compared to before. His words left a bitter taste in my mouth/ A bitter taste I had desperately wanted to rinse out and get rid of. It had gotten to the point I felt my claws extending without my knowledge. It was only when I felt something warm and wet dripping down my hand that I noticed I pierced into my own skin. I was sure the two sitting across from me had noticed. I was positive they did. But they chose not to say anything. They allowed me to handle my anger and let me attempt to cool myself down. Not that I was really doing a good job at it. I sighed, closing my eyes and let out deep breaths. My heartbeat finally calming into a steady, repetitive rhythm. Raizel’s face flashed in my mind and an involuntary smile spread softly. He was like a breath of

fresh air. His words and presence only ever leaving me in fulfillment. Give me permission to court you. Allow me to show you how how much I want this; us. Give me one chance, that’s all I’m asking for. Just say the words… and I’ll be yours. My eyes fluttered open from his words. Mine. For the first time, I would have someone I could call mine. 1 “What happened next?” I turn my head to look at Noah whose eyes are wide and his hands gripping onto the arm rests. He leaned forward, unblinking as he chewed on his bottom lip. We had been talking about what happened with Raizel for the past hour. I was recounting everything from detail to detail. “And then I left.” Noah let out a sound of devastated disappointment and slumped onto the cus hions of the couch. Pouting while throwing his hands in the air he shook his head. “You can’t just leave.” I laugh, “I can’t?” “Of course not! You should’ve swayed your hips! Twirled your hair! You should’ve even bent down to ‘tie’ your shoes and tease him!”