HER ALPHA'S CARNAL SINS
Chapter 240: Mine!

Chapter 240: Mine!

Koan slapped down the piece of paper on the table and Nancy hurriedly grabbed it off the surface to stare at the contents.

"Her address was fake."

"They gave Dad a wrong address?" Nancy asked.

"No. Apparently, this was the address she gave them. No questions asked, they let her bail your mum out, and now we’ve just discovered that the address she gave them doesn’t even exist."

There was a sick dread which ran up her spine on hearing his words.

"So what are you saying? We don’t know where Angela is? She could lurking around us, you know? Waiting for the right time to strike and she’s definitely coming for me."

Koan grabbed her by the shoulders and steadied her so she could stop panicking and look him in the eyes.

"I’m here for you baby... nothing will go wrong and no one will hurt you, do you understand?"

She nodded shakily.

"It’s just this question that’s been bothering me." Koan, lost in thought spoke up. "Who could have bailed her out."

"And why."

"She tried to bail someone out too. Maybe we could question her and see if we can get some answers as to why she was being targeted to be bailed in the first place." Koan added.

"And she could tell us why Angela was bailed out and probably give us information on who is the master mind behind all these. Koan you’re a genius."

She turned playful and wounded her arms around his waist, straining her chin up for a kiss.

Koan chuckled at her cuteness before pinching her nose, leaning in after to leave a tentative kiss on her lip, feeling her fingers raise to curl around his hair.

They suddenly pull back.

"Do we head to the rehabilitation center now or... " Koan starts to ask, panting slightly.

"Yes, now." She frowned a bit, serious.

"We might have a problem." He glanced down with his eyes to show her something and when she did, she sighed and hit him on the chest.

"How could you get a hard-on In a serious situation like this."

"You can’t blame me. You’re the one who wanted a kiss right now."

She was flustered but still managed to counter his words.

"W- Well... "

He leaned down again, to trail kisses from her cheek down to her jawline.

"Nancy... " He groaned into her ear, already cupping her perfectly shaped bo*bs in his hands, sending waves of overwhelming pleasure travelling up her body as she leaned into his touch.

*

Maddy Belle was sleeping In late today and even ordered for breakfast to be brought around 1:00pm. However, she woke up around 11:00am and was stepping out of the shower by 12:00pm after her skin care session when she decides to check what was going on on social media.

"Oh... it’s the b*tch’s birthday." She rolled her eyes and made to drop her phone since nothing interesting was going on when she noticed she had a message from Ta_lyaxoxoxo on Instagram.

"Huh?" She was surprised and a bit nervous. Surprised that she messaged an old account, and nervous because she wondered if Talia might have figured out it was her who sent her the follow request.

’Hi. I love your cat. What breed is it?’

She snickered and was about to snub her, but she guessed it wouldn’t hurt to reply so she just texted a few words and tossed her phone aside.

Picking up her telephone, she called in a staff to bring her breakfast.

As she waited for breakfast, she went back to Talia’s Instagram page to check her following, her heart racing for no reason as she did.

Like she obviously predicted, her first following was Golden Elites Modelling agency, and her second was...

Clicking on it, she was quite surprised.

This guy had similar features to the guy she saw that day with Ann at the car driveway, but she could definitely point out that this guy was completely different from him.

He had the same dark hair and odd colored violet eyes, but that was where the similarities ended. He had 52.1k followers and he followed 400 people, and his name was Orn_With_A_J.

"So that means his name is ornj... no. It doesn’t sound right? Could be Jorn... wait... ohhh.. he probably meant John." She snapped her fingers on figuring out his name.

He had several posts and most of them were with so many different woman that she lost count of, but no matter how many times she scrolled through from the top to bottom, she didn’t see a single picture of Talia in it.

So who was this guy and how was he related to Talia?

Maybe they were really dating and didn’t want their relationship to be a secret, but he was in several intimate positions with all these women on his page, was she okay with this?

The guy was extremely hot tho.

F**king gorgeous.

As she scrolled once more, her fingers froze on seeing a picture of John and that same guy she saw the other day. Caption of the picture caught her interest.

#Best Annoying Twin I could ever ask for#

Twins? That explains their remarkable hair and eye color features. Wait... this was getting all too confusing for her. They weren’t even in France when they took this photo and this was taken some days ago.

Come to think of it, where did Talia go for her vacation.

Keeping her phone aside on hearing her doorbell ring, she decided she needed to do an investigation of her own.

*

As the car pulls up on hotel parking lot, Talia feels a burning sensation spiralling in her chest, travelling around her body, overwhelming her senses with desire.

She was on disguise so no one recognized her as she pushed her way into the reception, grabbed the keys to Jephtaph’s suite in the hotel after they confirmed she was an invited guest and rushed up stairs.

Her feet padded heavily on the ground, her mouth watered as the most delicious scent of melted cholocolate ice cream and spicy pudding wafted through her nostrils.

Her knees grew weak as she got close, but her excitement drove her to keep moving, delight flashing in her eyes.

Before she could open the door, Jephthah had already drawn it open, and she froze on seeing him standing there with a raw, passionate hunger in his eyes which he had never seen before.

"Jephthah." She whispered in a shaky voice.

"Mine." He growled and he grabbed her, pulling her before throwing her so that her back was slammed against the door, shutting it behind her before he cornered her, hands braced at each side of her head as he immensely inhaled her.

He quickly yanked the glasses off the face and her wig before roughing her hair up with his hands, satisfied when she looked so sexy with her disheveled hair like that.

Talia shuddered with a shaky breath, feeling the area between her legs throb in excitement as his nose and lips explored her neck without mercy, sending waves of heat searing through her body like she was being ravaged by fire.

"Do it." She said, grabbing his colar and pulling him close with her eyes shut, a leg rising to stroke his thigh, urging him. Scared to loose him after this.

Without hesitation, eyes flashing between violet and his wolf’s, he made her tilt her head to the side before sinking his teeth down into her neck.

She moaned in pain before sighing in pleasure as he dugged his canniness further in, drawing blood. His grip drew down to her waist as he pulled her close, sinking his teeth further down as he bit her, claimed her, marked her.

Blood dripped from the side of her neck, down to her colar bone, but he was quick to lean down and lick her clean like her blood was his new favorite ice cream flavor.

When he was done, he licked the area where he had marked, soothing her softly before leaning back to peer into her eyes. She was interchanging between hers and her wolf’s but either of them had two emotions swirling in their eyes.

Love and desire.

He knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her, and he was going to finally give himself to her and take her. They were finally going to be one.

"You’re mine now." He said in that musky voice of his that left her knees weak again, seeing the possessiveness in his eyes as he held her.

"I’m yours and you’re mine." Talia agreed helplessly, feeling every single part of her body call him out, craving for his touch, and he didn’t hesitate to merge his lips with hers.

It was messy as they struggled and literally fought for dominance, kissing fiercely, the door threatening to break down under their weight.

Blood gushed down his back as she dug her claws in, wounding her legs around as she deepened the kiss, swirling her tongue in, angling her head to and fro in rhythm with his.

He suddenly grabbed her neck and held her against the door before moving in to drag his lips and tongue against her colar bone, his grip on her neck, steady and tight.

When he realized the door was close to breaking under their struggle, he quickly carried her off to the room without breaking the kiss.

By the time he arrived in his room, she had taken off his shirt, and her dress was hanging low on her thighs.

Once Talia felt the soft mattress of the bed behind her back and Jephtaph’s hand already moving around her body as he towered above her frame, ready to rip her clothes to pieces, she froze and sat up quickly.