TRANSMIGRATED I CAN HEAR THE PSYCHO ALPHA INNER VOICE

s, why are you

he approached. "Don't you kno

t I'd ever seen, her butt

tly it looked painful. An omega trailed

's Olivia, daughter of the pack trainer. She

ind would want to be mated t

m talking to you t

. "The Alpha is sleeping, so we're

eep. Go ahead give her the

e Alpha now! " s

in there! He'll kill me! I'm sorry, ma'am. T

usting the plate into my hands. "Take this

nd dashed into the office, the omega girl close behind her. That was close. Then I

ing one of Olivia's arms. She was badly injured but still breathing. That's it. I'm r

hispered, trembling. "I don't wa

rned to see Elizabeth, the Alpha's sister approaching.

"He was asleep. We didn

ow. Go in. He might need so

the Alpha's office. He sat there, relaxed, bloodshot ey

"Can't they walk like normal wolves? And who dressed them? They look rid

at me like that? Ha

u just murdered three p

wonder what her blood smells like. Should I bring her c

s thinking o

lor of panties is she wearing? What if I

kill me or rape me. I need to do something or

you need?" I asked, desper

wonder how she'd moan if I fuck her righ

just call me a toad

xcept this toad," he added. His eyes rak

oon. Where's my lunc

ast girl who brought him a snack? At least I

ferent? And why is this toad still staring at me like that?" Should I kill her? I'

lting from the office. Annabel followed, panic in her eyes.

Spicier. Hurry. He must be hungry." W

Most don't last more than

y life, I said to myself.

nnabel grabbed the wine and water. What if he doesn't like it? W

t," I heard him think. "Or h

he dishes on his desk. He stared at

, then stabbed a piece of meat with the fork. I turned to Annabel and offer

have-" The words

g like that? She looks like a toad. Talks

spoon from me and

's try the meat. Maybe I'll fi

e. His face twisted with rage. He flipped the table. Ann

Why did she faint?" Beca

he snapped. "Alpha the chef

her.

he kitchen, praying the

ling me?" the cook asked. "Did I do somethin

h guilt. The cook followed me sensing she was in danger. We entered the office. I bowed,

rner?" the Alpha thought. "Does s

o the chef's side. "I'm

s something. A cute one though. I won't kill

e the food the way Eliza

ser the Al

said to myself. The chef walked close to the psycho Alpha he

!. I wanted to scream, but my voice failed me. This fourth death I