ALPHA SEBASTIAN: His Love Is Killing Me

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girl, my initial response was to confront her face to face. However, as I moved closer to her, a strange and unkno

then I realized. It was the same woman who had shamelessly come to get photos of my father at his

ost out of control. The thought had crossed my mind to walk over to her and

ng that felt concrete and true at that moment was the chemistry I shared with her. The closer she came, the more my panic intensified until it beca

moment, from a deep forest green to a bright emerald. Without intention,

a muscle twitched in the corner of my right eye and my mouth contorted into a grimace.

before me. The first was to allow these thoughts to continue to fester and swirl, creating a vortex of stupidity that would ultimately be my own doing. Especially considering the fact that I w

. I had no intention of doing wh

could see the shock on her face while saying that before she could have the chance of hiding it. A l

ss...don't wo

ut of the daze I had been in, and I

omething from me, leaving me feeling vulnerable. The intense glare made

ained cold and unfeeling. Understanding her required indulging in her flav

re seconds, taking it all in. It was as if it caught me in a trance, stirred by an u

up, and I could feel the disapp

with, and my mind refused to work properly. Despite my desire to escape the situatio

..." I tried to excuse myself while my eyes

e eat?" I muttered a few words, order

a deep breath, inhaling the rich scents of cinnamon and nutmeg wafting from my plate, and silen

aware that danger was lurking. Despite her inner turmoil, she looke

ted, my voice sounding serious. The appearance of the girl only made my

sounds, and smells. Maybe she was just being possessive, but it seemed like jealousy was creeping into her behavior. Well, that was why

le obediently following my command. My arm reached out to touch her, and I couldn't help but be entranced by the

dug deeper into her wrist, marking her for life. My tongue explored

r distrust came a little too late. Her voice

with. It was such a delightful surprise to find it in Isabella that my heart leaped with joy at the thought of it. I needed her to

e on after Vicky's departure, but my efforts proved to be a complete failure. The book of our liv

p the pages of my book made me nervous. Despite always feeling guilty when my sister left, she constantly re

and again and brushing gently the mark I had made, feeling its rough texture under my fingers. "We

my voice to a hushed and intima

e that predestination is not in our favor. I am not your Lun

the deepest parts of me, soothing the restless wolf within me who struggled to stay hidden. Given that Bella was not my Luna,

oposal. Whether you are my Luna is of no importance to me. You are my mate and it