Desired By Three Alphas; Fated To One novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5: In Her Room

Nathan’s POV

Hailee was pressed against the wall of her room, looking terrified. The moment she noticed me, she didn’t hesitate—she ran straight to me and jumped into my arms. Instinctively, I caught her. She wrapped her legs around my waist and clung to me, her arms tight around my neck, trembling like a leaf in a storm.

I didn’t understand what was happening, but I held her close.

"What’s wrong?" I asked, surprised by the tenderness in my voice. It didn’t sound like me.

Her words came out fast, almost breathless. "A snake... under my bed. It moved. I swear it moved."

I frowned. My brow furrowed as I stared at her. A snake? She was a wolf—how could a snake scare her this much?

Still, her fear was real. I felt it in the way her body shook against mine.

"Hailee," I muttered, trying to lower her to the ground gently. "Let me check it out."

But she wouldn’t budge. She held on tighter, shaking her head.

"No. No, don’t let it bite me!"

"It won’t. I won’t let it," I said firmly, trying again to place her down. She refused, gripping me like I was her only shield. "Hailee..."

I let out a breath and finally gave up on reasoning. In one motion, I turned and dropped her—carefully but decisively—onto her reading table. She let out a surprised yelp, but at least she was off me now.

"Stay," I ordered, pointing my now-clawed finger at her before crouching down.

I reached under the bed, my eyes narrowing, my senses sharpening. Sure enough, I caught the flicker of movement—hissing, coiled, ready to strike.

With one quick motion, I plunged my hand forward, claws extending. The snake lunged, but I was faster.

One clean swipe.

The serpent’s body twitched once, then went still, limp in my grip. I stood, holding the dead snake by its tail, and turned to Hailee.

She stared at it, wide-eyed, then at me.

I raised a brow. "Seriously? This is what had you climbing me like a tree?"

She didn’t say anything—just kept shaking a little.

I threw the snake to the floor with a sigh.

"Next time," I said, "maybe you should kill it yourself."

She frowned. "You know I don’t have my wolf yet," she spat back, but I could notice the bitterness in her voice.

As werewolves, some are lucky enough to get their wolves as early as their fourteenth birthday, just like me, but if you don’t have your wolf at fourteen, then on your eighteenth birthday a ceremony will be held for you, and there you can get your wolf and possibly find your mate. Hailee didn’t get her wolf yet, and she has to wait for her eighteenth birthday for it, so right now she was more like a human...

Our eyes interlocked for a moment, but she quickly looked away—and that was when I noticed what she was wearing.

A sheer, thin nightgown. Silk. Pale. Barely decent.

"Whatever. You can do whatever you want with him. I don’t care... you omegas are all the same." freēwēbηovel.c૦m

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