She's Mine To Claim: Mr. Alpha, Can You Kiss Me More? novel Chapter 78

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Amelia’s pov

I didn’t realize I had fallen asleep until muffled voices made me stir. My eyes peeled open and I looked around the now

darkened room.

The sky outside had blackened. It was now night. Soft murmurs could be heard outside like a faint pulsing heartbeat. If I had

to take a guess I would say there were more than fifty voices.

Had the party started?

I shifted and then froze when my toes brushed against something that felt like silk. There had been nothing on the bed that was silk before…

Frowning, I sat up and reached down, curling my fingers around the fabric. Silk. Smooth. My brows furrowed.

I pulled it closer as I twist around to turn on the bedside lamp. The warm light flickered on and my gaze drop to stare at the dress in my lap.

Emerald green. Such a deep green color. The kind of green that would look black in low light but would come alive under

light.

My eyes shifted lower, my heart skipping when I saw a note. I grasp it, my fingers brushing against the ink. It smells like

him.

Just in case you change your mind- Raiden

My stomach knots and I release the dress, shifting to put off the lights as my mind and heart raced. I didn’t want to see the

beautiful dress. I didn’t want to be tempted to show up for him.

I-

I got off the bed, heading for the window with hesitant steps. The closer I get the louder the voices sound, the more the moonlight beamed over me. I paused at the curtain, my fingers brushing against the fabric as I pulled it to the side so I can

look below.

The voices outside blur into laughter, the sound of glasses clinking sharp in the air. I looked down. The area was lit with tiny lights flickering in the trees. Pretty lanterns and little decors that looked like very creative children had crafted.

It looked…welcoming. Not just a party but a gathering with…family.

There were about more than eighty people there, perhaps even more. They shifted around, laughing, talking, eating.

I moved my gaze around, searching for something, well someone. Him Raiden. The guy I should be afraid of the most, yet… I can’t seem to

My eyes met his instantly. There he stood on a stage, standing before a fire pit with his mom and dad beside him. I can’t seem to look away. Not only because he was handsome but also because he was already staring my way.

My breath catches in my throat. His eyes. They bled a little red I could see it from here. But they didn’t scare me. He didn’t

scare me

Instead my fingers tingled to touch him, my body purred to be close to him. It was like I needed him.

I gripped the curtain tighter, biting the inside of my cheek as my heart sped

Suddenly the murmurs stop and I watch as Raiden’s mom takes a step forward. She starts to speak and I try to listen as carefully as I can. She spoke of pack life, about an alpha, leader her words intrigued me.

But what intrigued me the most was when Raiden’s dad stepped forward to stand beside his wife and hands her a silver knife.

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Raiden then steps forward, his gaze no longer on me but at the blade his mom clutched. And then he gives her his hand, his

father’s hand landing on his shoulder to give a firm squeeze as Emily inched the knife closer to Raiden’s opened palm.

My heart drops. What the hell was going on? Was this the ceremony Raiden was talking about? Was he some kind of

sacrifice?

My thoughts rushed in my head as I watch her brush the knife over his flesh. My mouth runs dry and I bit my tongue hard so I’d not scream in fear and shock. This was no ordinary ceremony.

As my thoughts create a rampage in my head, Emily and Bryson both walk Raiden to the fire pit, turning his hand as it

hovered over the fire.

A sizzle. Howls. Cheers. And then-

His eyes, they lift and connect with mine instantly. I gasped as I watch his eyes. The red had taken over completely but there was just something else, something about his eyes now that made a tingle race down my spine.

They darkened, and I clutched the curtain harder as my heart sped. And then I felt it. A strange sensation that I have never felt before. It started faintly but was growing sharper by the second. A tingle on my neck. I lift my hand and pressed my fingers on the spot but the sensation only got stronger.

What the hell was that?

Why-

“Mine!” He snarls in the air, his eyes not leaving mine once.