Her Forbidden Alpha

Chapter32　I Love You

Elijah had just about managed to put on some fresh clothes, trying his best not to break everything around him before he left his room slamming the door behind him, storming through the mansion with one aim in mind.

His anger raging around him like a hurricane, festering within him, growing stronger with each passing second. How could his father do this?

He walked past Indigo who had just returned from her short visit to Daniel’s, more curious to find out what was happening at home. She was about to say something but feeling his rage, she shrank away.

Elijah didn’t even notice the tall girl, his mind set on one thing. Following his father’s scent until it led him to the kitchen, where he was holding Jessica, kissing her neck sensually.

“So, the one fucking thing that was left of mom… you decided to get rid of that too!?” Elijah spat slamming his fist into the nearest wall, making the couple jump apart not even noticing him until he spoke.

“Elijah, what are you going on about?” Jackson asked concerned. Jessica looked pale brushing her black locks out of her face and adjusting her top. Elijah’s recent behaviour confused her, he had never been so hostile towards her, not like he was today.

Elijah didn’t even spare her a glance, walking over to his father and grabbing him by his collar before slamming him into the worktop

“Elijah! Stop! That’s your father!”

“Yeah, I fucking know!” Elijah growled. The men were almost equal in height but Elijah was stronger, and it showed.

“Get off me!” Jackson growled his eyes flashing, but Elijah simply yanked his shirt down exposing his neck, his eyes going to the mark that was plastered there. Gone was the lotus with the three claws, in its place was a wolf’s paw with its claws out.

Each wolf had its own mark and form, no matter who you marked, your mark was the same. Mates didn’t have matching marks, rather each wolf had a mark that represented them. Once you were mated and marked, it was your scents that combined. He felt disgusted that he hadn’t even realised the change in Jessica or Jackson’s scents.

“Fuck you!” He said icily. Slamming his fathers head into the table.

“Elijah, please! Please it’s not his fault! It was in the moment please!” Jessica said, breaking into sobs realising it was the mark that had angered Elijah, the mark she had placed on him. Now that she was marked by Jackson, she could feel his pain to some level.

rolling off him. She backed away, seeing Jackson’s

you fucking forgot her, and now the first fucking chance you

hurt flashed through Jackson’s

I love your mother still, she has her own special

once again and making Jessica scream when

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listen, hearing nothing and no mind link to assist her. She quickly grabbed a towel and

door, she almost crashed into Indigo who looked pale. The younger girl looked down

stronger than her and their mum, she knew her sister was

and down the stairs, taking three at a time and jumping the last five. She tightened her towel around her breasts, running into the kitchen. The smell of blood

counter, noticing the crack in the worktop underneath him. Her mother was whimpering, hand over her mouth unsure of what to do. Scarlett could see she was going back into her former shell, seeing Elijah like this

away.” Jackson said, worried for his stepdaughter and wife. Although he was

if I were

the door, her heart beating loudly. She paled as Scarlett grabbed Elijah’s

said, her voice firm yet calm. He tensed

turned to her, a deep frown on his face when he realised what she was wearing, water trickling

out of this Red…” He

might just trigger him off. His

was getting through to him.

his own returning to their normal blue. This wasn’t only about his mom; it was about her. The closer their parents became, the harder they would make it for them… but it was already too late, marking each other sealed everything and he hated it. He let go of his father roughly, glaring coldly

icily. Taking hold of Scarlett’s wrist, he pulled her out of the room, making her eyes widen. Jackson was too stunned by his comment to

taking deep calming breaths. She didn’t say anything, standing on tiptoes. Her back arched slightly as he leaned over her, holding her tightly. Her hands

prickle of his stubble coarse against her fingers, it felt good. He didn’t reply and

but at the same time, he didn’t want to