Summary of Chapter 30 – A turning point in Can't Get Near The Alpha King by Oliver Frank
Chapter 30 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Can't Get Near The Alpha King, written by Oliver Frank. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
"What do you think they'll do, I mean if they get here - will they make a big scene with attacking or deceptively arrive?" Ashton enquiries as I knew them. I think for a little before answering, "Well they've sent these letters so he knows we will be preparing but to be honest, I have no clue. I was never on the receiving end of an attack from him, except the time I got captured."
He nods, we both sit there silently, thinking about different things.
I stand up and take mine and Ashton's plates to the sink and wash up, he soon comes up beside me and dries and puts away, well the best he can without me shouting; next door, completely wrong, two doors left etc.
After all the clearing up is done I pour myself a glass of Merlot (red wine) while getting Ashton a Corona with a slice of lime in it, we then proceed to sitting outside with the fire gently flickering in front of us.
We are both seated on a long sofa, our legs crossed, I gently swirl my wine in my hand as I appreciate the pristine silence that the forest emitts.
Ashton sits there, drinking his Corona at a medium pace, the weather is pleasant, considering it's April and 6pm it must be around 10°C but with the fire and our werewolf heat, we are completely fine.
My eyes wander into the forest, not having anything else to do, I don't see anything suspicious so I once again focus my eyes on the beautifully natural fire.
I sip my wine, loving the elegance of it, the way it smoothly runs down my throat unlike other alcohols that feeling like a 'burn' as you're swallowing. Just as I've taken a few sips of my top class wine, Ashton walks back into the kitchen to get himself another beer.
I close my eyes and take in the constant sounds of the birds around, the cute chirping, the small animals running across the snow covered floor.
What I don't expect to hear is growls, I turn my head rapidly and search the surrounding area for a wolf. Half expecting to see one coming my way, but nothing.
I furrow my brows and get off the couch while placing my wine on the table, I follow the sounds until I see a small clearing.
What I see before me shocks me, I see a very familiar blonde wolf - Blake and a black wolf, who I've seen before...Ben.
They are savagely fighting, their claws ferociously slashing each other - the stench of blood very prominent, to be honest I'm surprised I didn't smell it before.
The mouths opened, canines showing, blood dripping down all their extremely sharp teeth. I watch their interaction for a little while, the two of them not realising I am there, their black eyes soulless and anger flickering within them.
He looks at me in the eyes, his black and mine now also, he doesn't lower his head - a sign of challenge.
I tilt my head and smile darkly, my sharp, white canines coming into view.
He lunges at me but I easily sidestep and grab his back fur and throw him back to the ground. I swiftly climb on top of him, my hand clamping down on his neck, my legs wrapping round his abdominal area - not in any way sexually.
"Submit." I growl out, slowly losing patience and wanting an answer to his actions.
His wolf then takes control and lowers his head, I nod and slowly get off him - not wanting to take any chances.
I turn my back to him and see Blake now standing with a pair of sweats on and Ashton standing beside him, him with a small smile at my dominance and strength even in human form.

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