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?

couldn’t reject him either. It was said that rejecting one’s mate was hell. Like tearing out your own soul and living with an ache that never

reject him. Not yet. Not until he gave her a damn good reason

if she wasn’t going to reject

during the throes of passion triggered by the fever. They didn’t plan it. It wasn’t a choice. It was instinct. Wired into their

Because once the fever hit full force, there was no reasoning. Just heat. Just

even more laughable that the whole

ready for a child, especially not with

more of his demon traits than werewolf? What if they

taken his place as the

As if he was something he needed to put on a

grow up that way as well, rejected by

No.

into this world just to watch them suffer. She would rather suffer

down the hallway

that the place had thin walls. The next room she passed filled the air with the unmistakable

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

Fuck her life.

for support as another surge of heat rushed between her

in

already messy thoughts conjured a mental image of Micah’s

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

fuck the horny wolf. She was in control of this body, not

managed to finally reach her door and slammed it shut, locking it behind her. With her back pressed against the door, she sank to the floor,

looked

her room 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,

in some corners, and the carpet felt sticky under her shoe. However, she had come here to escape from her mate so she wasn’t complaining about

bathroom, one hand gripping the wall for balance as the other pushed open the creaking door. The bathroom