All Chapters of Alpha Mordecai: Love & Obsession: Chapter 71 - Chapter 77

Willow’s POVAfter Oliver left, I sat on the clinic bed and did not say anything for a moment.“He seemed genuine,” I said finally.Mordecai hummed, but didn’t say anything.I looked down at my hands. The knuckles on my right hand were bruised. I pressed them gently and winced.“Stop that,” Mordecai said.“I’m checking to see if anything’s broken.”“Nothing is broken. If it were, you would know already.”I stopped pressing on my knuckles.The potion the healer had given me was beginning to work. The sharp pain in my ribs was softening. My shoulder still ached, but it was distant now.“You can go,” I told him. “I’m going to sleep.”“I know.” He replied.I waited for him to move toward the door.He didn’t.A few minutes later, he picked me up again, but I was too tired to do anything more than groan in protest. The walk back through the building was quieter than before. We didn’t pass many people, and the ones we passed moved out of the way immediately or looked somewhere else.When we

Chapter 73Willow’s POVA week later, the healer grudgingly declared that I was cleared for light work, which meant I was finally allowed back in my own garden. I escaped the clinic before anyone could change their mind.I practically ran there.Well, I didn’t run. My ribs still hurt too much to run. But I walked faster than I should have, and the moment I pushed through the small door and breathed in the familiar smell of soil and leaves, something in my chest loosened.It had only been a few days. But it felt longer.I stood there for a moment just looking at it. The rows I had cleared weeks ago. The blue flowers near the far wall. The tree I liked to sit under. None of it had changed, but I had missed it in a way that surprised me a little.This garden didn’t ask anything of me. It didn’t make my heart do strange things or kiss me and then disappear for a week. It just sat there and grew, and let me take care of it, and that was enough.I knelt carefully beside one of the flower bed

Willow’s POVI didn’t go back to the garden that evening. I didn’t go to the training grounds. I went straight to my room and sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the wall, and let myself actually think about what had happened.The girl had wanted to leave.She had been a gift, the same as me. An outsider, the same as me.But she had tried to do exactly what I had spent weeks planning to do, and the result had been an execution that took less than a minute.I thought about how safe I had started to feel here. I thought about laughing in the garden with Mordecai yesterday, about the warmth of his hand around my wrist, about every small thing that had made me forget what he actually was.I had let myself forget.I thought about the first night in the stairwell, when I had told him to just get it over with, when I had been too exhausted and broken to be afraid anymore, and he had told me I was lucky he was in a good mood.What would he have done if he hadn’t been in a good mood?I alrea

Willow’s POVI told myself it was nothing. Branches fell in storms like this all the time.Then I heard footsteps, and they weren’t mine.I froze.A second snap, off to my left this time. Then a third, behind me again, closer.I wasn’t alone.My pulse spiked, and I forced myself to keep walking instead of running, because running would tell whatever was out there that I knew it was there.It didn’t matter because within seconds shapes emerged from between the trees on every side of me. Seven of them. Their eyes were pure black, and I understood immediately what I was looking at.Rogues.Only two of them were in human form. They looked me over slowly.“An omega,” he grinned. “Wandering around alone in weather like this.”“Wolfless,” another added, sniffing the air. “No scent of a pack on her either.”The tall one looked toward the direction of the Blood Moon pack. “She's running,” he deduced, his grin widening. “From Blood Moon.”“Poor little thing.” the other one chuckled. “That mean