Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 490: Fighting The Matebond

Blessed was the wolf with a Matebond.

But the same couldn’t be said for Adele at the moment.

"Are you okay?" the front desk manager asked.

Adele was sweating profusely, looking like she might collapse at any second.

"I’m good," she snapped, irritation in her voice. "The keys?" She held out her hand stiffly.

"Fine. Room thirteen," the manager said, handing over the keycard. "Down the hall, last on the left."

Adele turned without another word. Right now, her hormones were so all over the place she could snap somebody’s head.

Big fat thanks to the mating fever.

She had never imagined coming to a place like this, but desperate times called for desperate measures.

After being released from the agency, she’d used a diffuser to mask her scent so Micah couldn’t track her. And then she came here.

A motel was the last place Micah would think she’d hide. After all, what was a wolf with a Matebond doing in a dump like this?

Yes, she was running from her mate.

Mate? That was hilarious. Was the moon goddess seriously fucking with her?

Of all the werewolves she could be mated to, it had to be him. Why? She didn’t want an incubus who had slept his way through the school. He just wasn’t her type. How could they possibly be a perfect match?

living with an ache that never vanished. No matter where you went,

Not until he gave her a damn good reason to. For now, she had to ride out the mating fever and get her mind back before making

run if

mates marked each other during the throes of passion triggered by the fever. They didn’t plan it. It wasn’t a choice. It was

had to reject fast. Because once the fever hit full force, there was no reasoning. Just heat. Just the overwhelming, primal

was even more laughable that the whole damn point of

a

of his demon traits than

should’ve taken his place as the next Alpha King, but

As if he was something he needed

that way as well, rejected

No.

just to watch them suffer. She

dragged her already weak body down

thin walls. The next room she passed filled the air with the unmistakable sounds of a woman’s moans and flesh slapping against

fat dick... Aww! Fuck!" The woman’s vocal moans seemed to echo straight from the

Fuck her life.

the wall for support as another surge of heat rushed between her

in

already messy thoughts conjured a mental image of Micah’s big fat

Adele wailed, dragging herself forward even as her wolf protested loudly in her head. It

the horny wolf. She was in control of this

managed to finally reach her door and slammed it shut, locking it

looked like a total wreck right

was just as depressing as the rest of the corridor. The air was stale, while the bed was a queen-sized creaking thing with mismatched sheets tucked too tightly over a mattress that had seen better days. A chipped wooden desk stood under the lone window, its blinds half-bent

were a faded beige, cracked in some corners, and the carpet felt sticky under her shoe.

hand gripping the wall for balance as the other pushed open the