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Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book Nolan prowls towards me, his pupils dark and his muscles taut, the veins in his arms bulging from his clenched fists. I back up, but the bedroom door blocks my escape, and I find myself trapped. Cornered. There’s nowhere for me to go as he towers over…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book “Oh well, we can’t have that now, can we?” I nod. “It would be a travesty. I might wither away into dust.” I almost add, But I doubt you’d notice or mind, but I bite my tongue and stop myself. His eyes widen, and he gasps in…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book I start to ask her something else, but she straightens in her chair, brow furrowed as her focus shifts to the impassioned voices filtering towards us from the stage of the theater. I’m immediately on alert, my wolf pushing forward in my mind, both of us ready…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book And even though it shouldn’t, even though she didn’t mean it the way I want her to mean it, a little thrill of joy rushes through me at the sound of her voice referring to Crescent Lake as “home.” CASSANDRA That was unexpected. Not Haven’s aura itself….

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book Except his eyes. His eyes scan me, flitting over every surface of my body, caring and kind and worried. His fingers twitch at his sides, his muscles tensing and relaxing, like he’s fighting the urge to move. That’s when his eyes land on his shirt in my…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book Our eyes meet, and I’m once again pinned in place by his stare, by those magnetic hazel eyes of his. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to. His gaze is heavy, his expression unreadable, and I hate that I can’t figure him out, that I can’t…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book Maybe it was the morning I watched her playing my piano with her skilled fingers and passion-filled expression. I never knew it was possible to be jealous of a musical instrument until she came into my life. But damn if I didn’t want to be that piano,…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book I swear this female will be the death of me. Her and her smiles and her gumption. The way she doesn’t take any of my shit and meets me toe to toe, blow for blow, without batting an eyelash, without a perfectly curled hair falling out of…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book My fingers scrape against the beige wall, and I clutch my book tighter to my chest at the sound of his throaty voice saying my name. Even with the coldness in his eyes, there is a flicker of heat behind his words, and my breath hitches in…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book But it feels like more. And each day is harder to get through. The friendlier I am towards Nolan, the more he pushes me away. And the more he pushes me away, the friendlier I become. It’s a vicious cycle, a back-and-forth we seem to have found…