All Chapters of On The Alphas' Bed: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 82Elion Moore.I was far away from her. Hundreds of miles away from her.Deep in the woods.Camped in the enemy's territory where our best warriors were slaughtered like pigs. It was hell. Gory. Bloody. The stench of death was so primal, it tainted the air in our lungs. We didn't sleep. We barely ate. Yet, we didn't stop fighting. Under the intense burning of the sun and the cold pouring of the rain, we fought ruthlessly. Like mad demon-possessed men, defending our territory from being invaded.But no matter our fierceness, our enemies were tougher, quicker, liquid, almost invisible. Their weapons were even more sophisticated than ours. They were silent. Swift. Merciless. Nothing like I've seen. The worst part, they wouldn't stop pouring out in hundreds, attacking us in the dead of the night.We didn't see their faces.We didn't know who they were, what they wanted. But it was obvious, with the way they moved, the way they aimed at my brothers and me, making us their

Chapter 84 Amber Whyte. My world paused. So did my heart. Smothering silence came crashing hard upon me, stealing my next breath. I stiffened, unblinking, like my body had been plunged into a tub of ice. My stomach churned with fear. My eyes bulged out of their sockets as I had just heard unspeakable things. The kind that made my head spin wild like a merry-go-round that was about to lose control. The kind that filled every nerve in me with tension. I gulped. It hurt. My throat was dry. Constricted. But the bitter taste of death lingered at the base of my tongue. My hands instinctively landed on my belly as if trying to protect my pups from Delilah. My heart resumed, pounding wildly against my ribcage. Oh, God! This was bad. Really bad. If only Delilah hadn't attached any rewards. Especially freedom. I was certain that Penelope would never reveal my secret, especially when she hated Delilah. But with the plethora of rewards, I doubt Penelope would think twi

Chapter 86Elion Moore.I didn't stop running. Not when my body threatened to shut down from severe exhaustion. Not when sharp twigs and branches pierced through the layers of my skin, leaving a deep scratch that made my blood ooze, staining the earth. Not even when my toes jammed across big dead tree stumps and rocks that were scattered all over.My feet burned with every swift step. My joints ached with every move. But I didn't stop. I couldn't stop. Amber was in danger. And I will not forgive myself if anything were to happen to her. Fuck. I was running out of breath. My heart pounded so hard, my organs begged me to take a short rest, even if it was for a minute. It was risky.Who knows what could happen in a minute? Who knows if a minute would cost me to lose her forever?I refused and continued racing to the pack house because my life depended on it. It reached a point where my pace tripled. A heavy surge of adrenaline, coupled with my wolf's energy, flooded my ve

Chapter 88Elion Moore. The rage that tore through my veins was swift. Violent. Feral. One thin line from exploding. It didn't just rip through every nerve in me, it devoured the last shred of rationality I had left, leaving me intoxicated beyond control. Not even my wolf's warning and resistance could quench the storm raging inside me. At that moment, something in me snapped. I wasn't Elion anymore. I was a monster. The monster that I was always rumored to be. The monster that takes, that breaks, that makes anything that crosses its path bleed. The monster that had lost its humanity. And the only thing I wanted was to make Amber feel the anguish I felt. Bit by bit. Until it consumed her. God, I wanted to drag her across the room, rip that tiny gown off her body until she was naked, exposed– bend her over the nightstand, ass in the air, and spank her hard across those fair butt cheeks. Harder, until they turn bright red, sore, with my fingerprints branded on them. Then mak

Chapter 90Elion Moore.Reconciliation sex was not on my to-do list. It wasn't. Until the tiny straps of her mini lace gown accidentally fell off her shoulders…slid down her arms in slow-mo like a temptation, only stopping below…Her boobs.‘Oh, fuck.’Those were the first words I whispered after a long silence as they jiggled against my chest as if they were trying to catch my attention.Hunger kicked in with full force. Every nerve in my body rewired. My brain stopped working for a second.I didn't blink. I froze, my eyes were fixated on the beauties before me…soft, firm, perky, pointing at me; begging to be sucked, fucked, fondled.I swallowed nervously, biting my bottom lip as I stood watching with a throbbing dick and a growing desire. Everything happened so fast. A minute ago, she had accepted my apology and buried me in her arms, but the next minute, she was standing half-naked before me and the only thing ringing in my head was to be buried inside her. And when she whimper