HEALING ALPHA AUSTIN

g at least fifteen feet behind him. He turned around and used his wolf senses to

e, he

admit. The feeling of his bruised knuckles healing brought a bitter-sweet kind of pleasure to him. Again, Élancé came to his mind,

s wolf inside of him, and he knew, that fighting fate

der his breath, irritably. “Why couldn’t th

home. But he knew the real reason he was irritated. And as much as it was h

be alone. So, he decided to skip the main floor—the busiest part of the buil

amiliar. He picked out a bottle of vodka, separated the fixed cork from the bottle with ease, and took a w

after hitting the rough bark of the tree with his fists. It was hot, but not hot enough; so he drank more, and

o scrape off the goo from Hogwash’s arm—what was left of it anyway. Élancé was pleased with this news. She brushed her father’s hair off his sweaty forehead, an

his recovery?” Élancé asked, trying t

e stood. “This fight is his, no

ook her father’s limp hand in hers and released a deep sigh. Then, for the first

was one that half of her wanted so badly to not go away. The look on Austin’s face dried up her throat

to be found. She caught the scent of a

to herself. Then she stood and decided she would find the kitc

oor quietly and turned around. She saw a corridor with amber lighting and walked through it. She found a door at the end of the corridor and twisted it open

switch, but just before she flicked the switch upwa

came alive, jumping and

st

n a bar stool. Close to him was an empty bottle of vodka and

s their eyes stayed on each other. Élancé noticed the beads o

and the way the light glistened on his wet skin. Within seconds, the kitchen

He held her scent for some time, but he wouldn’t let his body give him away. It was harder now that he had alcohol in his system. He cursed tha

t the words slip

his hair was disheveled and concluded he must have constantly been running his hands through them. Could i

one, a bit slurry from the alcohol. But that didn’t stop wh

mbered that they were under his protection, at least for now. She broke eye contact with Austin, partly

first place. She father and should have just stayed with her father and avo

f. He studied Élancé’s frame from head to toe and picked

s of the glass down his throat at once, as if trying to ur

in the form of hotness boiling deep inside her, and at that moment

ought of her father. He needed to rest up. She caught what seemed like a short-lived smirk on Austin’s face, but doubted what she saw to be true.

d it. If anything, there was a part of him that felt even more drawn to her. A pa

er, surprised at himself, but no

the both of them. “Is he going to be okay?” Élancé turned around an

tears that were gathering clouds. She tried to hold them al

ised by the affection he felt towards her. He w

oing to be fine. Don’t be

mors all over Élancé ’s body. She could feel a rush of blood rising between her legs. Élancé flinched i

ked, with irritation in her facial e

back into a cold demeanor. He felt a little bit angry that he

how to go forward with the attack,” Austin sa