Ending Eight Years of Hell with the Alpha, My Road to Sweetness

pha Jace had treated me with th

angs at me in hatred, his every

a foreign land, my attempts to integr

dages soaked in my blood, Alpha

form without a flicker of emotion. "The pup'

r's discharge? I've arranged a secluded den in the

es in a moon cycle. Once it does, I'll vanis

ackles

wolf. Your protests are meanin

l snort, he turned on hi

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my wounds throbbed in time

ival, Alpha Jace and Mas

ying scent of their happiness, broadcast

ek in his suit, his alpha pres

s father's leg, his eyes

own, nestled close. The caption, read: "Dinin

d at the

ached its fullest, I'd

se papers with a trembling hand. Limping back t

ng door, I was hit with

Mason were now

nearthed a wooden box. Inside, the money and documents I'd painstak

ed packing, the

owing with hostility. "What

g my thi

echoed thro

Let anything mildew, and I'll make your last few days here a living hell. And don

enacing snarl,

days later, the

ardrobe, a horrified ho

air a symbol of the little dignity I clung

apped like twigs, and the scent of Mason's

in. A cruel smirk

strut in, hu

party bare - feet, just l

ruins of my footwear and drowning in des

red into the room. "Po

footwear fiasco. Fear not, I've

duced a pair of light gre

al pond, and they were encrusted with countless r

uet's about to begin, and you wouldn't want to

all wearing the shoes, the air

led the room moments ago died away,

g with an array of yellow, gree

ss the suffocating atmosphere, a de

spikes and his eyes ablaze with furio

et you defile my