Ava Sullivan

It had been Betty White's wish to marry an ordinary man. Somehow, she became the mate of a Alpha? He promised to love her forever, dote on her, and cherish her. She believed this should be what happiness looked like until one day he threw a pad of papers at her. "Betty, we should get divorced." She fell from Heaven, her heart breaking into pieces. Five years later, she came back and met him again. No longer alone, she was accompanied by a cute kid. The child looked at the man, blinked his eyes, and asked, "Mommy, this man looks just like me. Is he your baby too?"

Alpha Next Door

Emma lifted Nina by grabbing her neck. Nina's legs were suspended in the air. She kept flailing, struggling to break Emma's hands, but her effort was in vain.

Henry clenched his fists and stood stiffly in place, staring at Emma. None of us dared to make a move.

Emma grinned and handed us the glasses filled with whiskey. Aaron and I looked at each other. Then all of us adjusted our breathing and drank the liquor in order. Alpha King was the first, and then it was Peter. I saw no change in their bodies. After that, I watched Aaron nervously until he drank the last drop of whiskey. I grabbed his arm, while he looked at me consolingly and shook his head. He wasn't the one who got the antidote either.

The pungent liquor trickled down my throat to my stomach, and I felt nothing but dizziness.

We cast our eyes over Henry's glass of whiskey. He was the only one who hadn't drunk, and presumably, he had the antidote.

Chapter 143 Silly Girl