All Chapters of No Longer Yours, Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“You little snake!” the bald man snarled, grabbing a fistful of her hair. White-hot pain seared her scalp. Twisting her torso with every bit of leverage she had, Daphne managed to drive her elbow into his throat. She wasn’t sure her hit would really affect him since all her self defense lessons usually ended with Storm kissing her distracted smile instead of correcting her mistakes, but it did. The man grunted and loosened his grip, giving her a few precious seconds to crawl forward. Her freedom didn’t last long enough. Another pair of hands grabbed her ankle and dragged her back through the mud.Daphne’s nails scratched uselessly at the wet ground as she cried out, “anyone! Help!”The men hauled her back toward the SUV while fighting her thrashing limbs the entire way.“Hold her still!” the creep she had kicked came into view. He looked furious as he glared at her.“She scratched the hell out of me!” the bald man yelled, nursing his throat.“I should just knock her out—” the creep

“East roads. Again,” Storm ordered, making the war room feel tense. The gamma on the other side of the long table opened his mouth, then wisely closed it. One of them, a young lieutenant named Marcus, cleared his throat. “We cleared that route twice already, Alpha.”“Then clear it a third time!” Storm yelled, hating having to tell them the right thing to do again. The room went quiet. No one wanted to be the one to say anything with him on a razor’s edge.It hadn’t stopped raining yesterday, and the rain kept lashing heavily at the windows behind them. Maps, tablets, and some almost empty coffee cups were littered across the table. Most of his men looked like they hadn’t slept a wink. Storm knew he looked worse.He hadn't closed his eyes since finding her room empty last night, not after seeing the ultrasound, and certainly not after her text. His jaw flexed as another update came through on one of the buzzing pack phones at the end of the room. Orion walked over to take it.“Nothin

“Rumors?” Storm’s tone deepened as he looked at both of them. “What rumors?”“It’s pointless,” Orion said.“Oh, I’ll tell you, so you can see just how conniving your Beta really is.” Morwen stepped closer to Storm. “Some of the servants have noticed your Beta getting inappropriately close to Daphne.”Orion huffed, nearly laughing as he looked from her to Storm. “You don’t believe this, do you?”But Storm was already deep in believing it. He remembered Orion holding Daphne’s hand once when she came to the headquarters to visit him, and there was that one night at the new spring ball. He had gone looking for Daphne after an argument, only to find Orion gently wiping a tear from her face at the outdoor fountain.Storm could feel a dangerous heat rushing up his throat.Orion’s throat bobbed as he noticed the change in Storm’s face. “Storm?”“Have you been bedding my woman?” Storm growled.Orion frowned at his accusation. “I’m your Beta. I would never betray you like that, and you know how

The kettle screamed from the tiny kitchen, jolting Daphne awake. She groaned at how loud it was, burying her face into the old couch cushion as her hand flew straight to her stomach, heart hammering so hard she could feel it in her throat.It took her a solid ten seconds to realize she wasn’t trapped in the back of that suffocating SUV anymore. For the past three and a half weeks, those kidnappers had become permanent monsters in her nightmares, waiting to snatch her the moment she closed her eyes.Looking around the cramped living room, she reminded herself she was still in Wild Howl Pack. She was safe. At least for now. The alpha of this pack and his men had pulled her from the jaws of that ambush and given her a temporary place to stay.She pressed her hand a little harder against her belly, feeling the faint, reassuring warmth beneath her skin. “Mommy’s still here,” she whispered softly. She had developed a habit of talking to the twins like this every chance she got. Since she ba

“So you do have a real name.”Daphne tapped her nails against her thumb nervously, trying not to make it too obvious that she was completely losing her cool. But wasn’t clicking her nails making it painfully obvious?Wonderful. The people in the hall must have known there was something going on, with the Alpha standing right there. She would rather not draw a massive crowd to herself, so she forced a sweet, harmless smile and turned to face him. Inside, her stomach was tying painful knots.Alpha Griffith Whitlock stood close—way closer than necessary, honestly—with one hand tucked nonchalantly into the pocket of his gray coat. Rainwater still clung to his broad shoulders, and behind him, the sunlight poured through the open doors, outlining his tall frame. He was, to say the least, charming, with green eyes that were far too watchful and brown hair styled in elegant layers that looked as if he’d just walked through the wind. Next to them, Rosalind looked like she wanted the ground