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“Then I don’t need to regret anything either,” Priyank said, as he grabbed her ankle and pulled her closer, hovering over her reclined figure on the sofa.

Her eyes were darker in colour than her usual eye colour, which puzzled him. Was he seeing things or had her eye colour actually changed?

He slid his hand, his thumb rubbing her eyelashes. She looked so beautiful, especially the way her eyes looked.

He felt like he was dreaming. That’s how beautiful she appeared to him.

“You’re handsome, Alpha,” Priya whispered softly.

“Alpha?” Priyank muttered, trying to understand what she meant by “Alpha.”

“Yes, my Alpha,” Priya repeated, her words carrying a dominating tone.

“Did you forget my name, Priya?” Priyank asked in shock, feeling a bit agitated that she was calling out another man’s name while with him.

Who was this damn Alpha?

As far as he knew, there hadn’t been any man before him in her life. So where did this Alpha come from?

“You’re my Alpha, only mine,” Priya said as she wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him closer, and softly placing her lips on his.

This shocked Priyank, leaving him struggling to grasp what she had just said or what was happening.

Everything was so confusing, making it hard for him to understand anything.

“Mhmm,” Priya moaned softly as she nibbled on his lower lip, coaxing it to part and grant her access.

Without hesitation, she slid her tongue into his mouth, savouring the taste of his lips and eagerly intertwining her tongue with his.

“Ahmmhmmm,” Priyank moaned in response to her passionate advances, feeling her suck on his tongue with fervour, her chest pressing against his.

“Kiss me back, Alpha,” Priya growled between kisses, her command fueling her desire for reciprocation.

Upon hearing her assertive plea, he took the lead, eagerly exploring every corner of her mouth with his own tongue, matching her intensity with his own passion.

As their kisses grew more intense, Priyank’s hands roamed over Priya’s body, caressing her curves with a hunger that matched her own.

Priya arched into his touch, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she melted into the sensation of his lips moving against hers.

Their connection felt electric, kissing, igniting a fire within them that burned hotter with every passing moment.

“Fuck me, Alpha. I just want you inside me,” Priya said as soon as the kiss broke, her eyes burning with intensity as she looked at him.

“I’m not any Alpha, I’m Priyank. Are you calling another man’s name while with me?” Priyank grabbed her cheeks, feeling annoyed by the use of the term ‘Alpha,’ which he wasn’t.

“No other man gets to touch me, Alpha. It’s only you, always you. Why would I call out any other man’s name?” Priya’s eyes softened as she spoke, her words filled with assurance.

She seemed determined to show him that there was no one else for her but him.

No matter what.

It would never be anyone else.

“Then why do you keep calling me Alpha?” Priyank asked, squeezing her cheek, causing her lips to bleed from the bruise cut open by the kiss and his grip.

He watched as the blood trickled down from her sweet cherry lips, staining them red like lipstick, making them even more alluring.

“Because you’re my mate. What else would I call my mate? It’s Alpha, always,” Priya replied softly.

“What mate? What Alpha?” Priyank asked in confusion, trying to understand her point.

She sounded like a broken record, and while he knew she could be clueless at times, this was different. Where was she getting these terms from? They didn’t sound like her usual self.

“You’re my mate, my everything,” Priya said, removing her hand from the back of his neck to stroke his cheek.

Feeling the roughness of his skin against her knuckles, it felt oddly soothing.

“Priya, are you playing games again?”

“I’m not Priya. I could never be that dumb girl. I’m not her,” Priya’s eyes darkened as she denied being Priya.

Priyank’s eyes narrowed in confusion. She had always been sensitive about being called dumb before, and now she was denying her own identity. What in the world was happening?

“You are Priya. Your face, your body, everything-how can you deny yourself like this? Priya, are you even okay?” Priyank shook her, trying to bring her back to her senses.

Now he regretted this boldness of hers. Before, he might have wanted it, but now, hearing her deny being Priya, it was completely abnormal.

“I am her wolf, I am not Priya,” Priya chuckled as she saw his expression.

“Wolf?” Priyank’s eyes widened, not out of fear of wolves or anything like that, but because he was starting to think Priya might be having a mental breakdown. She was clearly human, yet here she was calling herself a wolf.

“I am her wolf, I live inside the dumb Priya of yours,” she repeated, her eyes turning yellow this time.

Priyank immediately pushed himself back, breaking free from her hold as he saw her red eyes turn into a bright yellow, a sight scary enough to make him feel like he was seeing stars in the middle of the night.

“Why are you backing away from me, Alpha? That girl is never going to accept you. It’s me, only me, who will accept you. You’re attracted to her because I’m inside her. We’re fated mates,” she said as she sat up, looking at Priyank with concern as he seemed pale and shocked.

She wasn’t happy to see him in this state.

“What… the…” Priyank’s words trailed off. He had never been scared of dying or even if someone pointed a gun at his head, but what was happening here?

Was she possessed by ghosts?

He had never believed in ghosts, but his mom did. Now, seeing Priya, he didn’t know how to react or deny it.

“Priya, this isn’t you,” he finally managed to say, his voice trembling with uncertainty. “You’re not a wolf. You’re Priya, the woman I love.”All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

But his words seemed to fall on deaf ears as Priya’s gaze remained fixed, her eyes now glowing with an otherworldly intensity. The air crackled with an eerie energy, casting a chilling atmosphere over the room.

Unable to shake off the creeping sense of unease, Priyank found himself at a loss for what to do next.

“Alpha.”