Summary of Chapter 10 – A pivotal chapter in Approaching the Arrogant Alpha by Victor Carrie
The chapter Chapter 10 is one of the most intense moments in Approaching the Arrogant Alpha, written by Victor Carrie. With signature elements of the Internet genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
Hell - it was shallow and stupid.
"Look at all the sour shewolves around here... oh look... another one," I hear a voice mock me to other laughing male werewolves.
"Lonely - looking for some extra fur to snuggle into," someone else replies.
I decide to eavesdrop on the rest of their enlightening conversation just behind me.
"Only the ugly ones," another voice adds.
"That is so true," the first voice adds in - the deepest... the snarliest. Whoever he was, I could tell he was an Alpha, "Oi, girl."
Don't turn, Maia, don't even dare - I close my eyes to stop myself.
"Hey!" another leering wolf calls out to me.
"Over here," after someone actually wolf whistles - at that... I spin on my heel, my eyes glaring.
Except - the group of four males, with Chase among them - are looking at a bombshell standing next to me.
A bombshell that is ignoring them.
However, with my dramatic spin and my very red cheeks - all four pairs of eyes finally rest on me.
And of course, Chase had to be with them. I knew his face because I had seen him in pictures in newspapers, always winning competitions or helping out in volunteering events in Nobel Metropolis.
Well, I guess this week would only keep getting worse, wouldn't it?
I shouldn't be surprised by this turn of events, with my luck.
Each male werewolf slowly shares knowing, amused looks with one another... until the smallest one - the one with a creepy squinty gaze, comes towards me.
"Fancy a dance, miss?" he asks, smiling.
"Go, Lincoln!" Chase hoots after him and laughs with his mates while I just shake my head.
"No, thank you," I try not to be too rude as I quickly turn and stalk away.
I don't look up as I push my way past too many bodies.
The first pillar I cross - an arm snakes out and pulls me into a hot chest.
I look up, expecting Baden.
It's Corey.
Baden is next to him, sipping some red wine as he looks me over. He scrunches up his nose - sneezes... and then he shrugs at my appearance.
He doesn't say anything.
"Sorry," Corey whispers, apologising for pulling me in too fast into his chest.

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