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?

It was said that rejecting one’s mate was hell. Like tearing out your own soul and living with an

he gave her a damn good reason to. For now, she had to ride out the

why run if

by the fever. They didn’t plan it. It wasn’t a choice. It was instinct. Wired into their DNA to claim and

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

whole

a child, especially not with

took more of his demon traits than werewolf? What if they weren’t

the isolation. Even now, he should’ve taken his place as the next

As if he was

grow up that way as

No.

a child into this world just to watch them suffer. She would

dragged her already weak body down the hallway that reeked of

filled the air with the unmistakable sounds of a woman’s moans and flesh slapping

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

Fuck her life.

as

moaned in

to those words, her already messy thoughts conjured a mental image of

wolf protested loudly in her head. It

She was in control of this body,

locking it

looked like a

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,

beige, cracked in some corners, and the carpet felt sticky under her shoe. However, she had come here to escape

the other pushed open the creaking door. The bathroom light flickered twice before