My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109: Bold: Creating Alliance

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Chapter 109

~Valerie’s POV~

Isla was quiet momentarily, the weight of my words settling between us. Then she tilted her head, thoughtfully expressing her thoughts.

"Truthfully, at first," she said slowly, "I used to think having more than one mate would be amazing. All the pampering, all the protection, all the swoony moments." She paused. "But now? All I see is confusion. Pressure. Longing. Jealousy."

"Exactly," I whispered.

"You’ve got this, though," she said, reaching out to squeeze my hand. "But Val, dating all of them? At once? That’s not you."

I exhaled. "I never wanted that. I just wanted to graduate, maybe start a quiet pack library, be a doctor like one of my aunts, or run a business. Not become the center of a mating vortex."

Isla giggled, but there was softness in her eyes. "Still. If you had to pick... just saying..."

I narrowed my gaze. "Are you my friend or Dristan’s cousin right now? And you better pick the former if you do not want me to keep quiet about the details?"

She gave me an overly innocent smile. "Hehhe, I’ll leave the answer to the moon goddess."

I groaned again. "Isla."

"What?" she said, hands raised. "I’m just saying—"

"Again," I groaned.

"For added school of thought and advantage. Dristan’s loyal. Quiet, but when he speaks, it matters."

"And once again... I don’t need saving," I reminded her.

"I know," she said softly. "But sometimes... it’s nice to be fought for."

That silenced me for a long moment.

Then, trying to lighten the mood, I said, "You just want me to pick him so you get to attend our Moon Ceremony as the VIP cousin with a front-row seat."

"Guilty as charged," she sang.

I laughed despite myself. "You’re impossible."

"And yet, you love me."

"Against my better judgment."

She bumped her shoulder against mine. "All I’m saying is... Dristan’s not perfect. None of them are. But I see the way he looks at you."

I glanced across the field where Dristan still stood, back to us now, giving orders to the other Clan members. His aura still shimmered faintly with leftover magic, and yet... I could feel his awareness of me. Always.

"I’ll think about it," I said quietly.

Isla grinned. "That’s all I ask."

We sat there a moment longer, watching the rest of the students filter away.

But deep inside, I knew—thinking about it wouldn’t be the hard part. Feeling was.

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~Author’s POV~

Titania lounged on her velvet divan, legs crossed, her silver silk robe cascading around her like liquid moonlight.

Untouched, a glass of sparkling fruit wine rested in her hand. The lights in her room were low, casting elongated shadows across the walls, and faint magical wards hummed quietly in the corners.

Her phone floated in mid-air, enchanted to hover just below eye-level as her conversation continued.

"I don’t care what he thinks," she said coolly, one hand twirling her hair lazily. "She’s been a problem since she stepped foot in this academy. If we don’t remove her soon, the heirs will be completely under her spell."

A pause. The voice on the other end spoke, her voice muffled by privacy wards.

Titania’s expression soured, her lips pursing. "Yes, I suspect she is mated to one of them, and I don’t care. But what I do not know is why everyone is hovering around her? They’re mine. I had been drawn to them first. Valerie just... intercepted."

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