Summary of Chapter 65 – A turning point in Can't Get Near The Alpha King by Oliver Frank
Chapter 65 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.
I then gather some courage and lift my leg, containing the dagger and unwillingly lift my hand to it. My hand wraps round the handle and painfully sits there for minutes, myself not having the courage to pull it out.
My heartbeat jumps to a high rate as I hear loud footsteps in the hallway, I mercilessly rip the weapon out of me and throw it to the other side of the room. My bottom lip now swollen and blood profusely flooding from it, from the intense pressure of keeping the bone rattling scream from escaping.
The footsteps however don't stop outside my door and I slowly calm down. Thanful of the steps, for incentivising me to pull the knife but at the same time not as now the pain has been tripled. I continuously put saliva into my hand and smother the wound tenderly with it.
I sit there and fiddle with my hair, add more saliva to both wounds which are now improving, try to move a little; for what seems like hours until I hear sounds. Loud, fierce sounds.
My ears perk up at the sounds and my senses are drastically changed, my wolf suddenly at the forefront of my mind and allowing me to use her hidden, stored energy.
What is happening? Can you hear? I question my wolf, knowing that she hasn't emerged from the depths of my mind, for no reason.
Not yet, I can't but something's different and I can feel it. She replies.
What type of different? I ponder, the ominous feeling of what's taking place on the other side of the door causing me to worry.
Having had no answer to my foreboding question I focus my attention on figuring out what is happening around me. The slamming of doors, growls, shouts, screams, clanging and dragging of metal slowly growing closer.
The ear cringing screech of metal gaining on me, the anonymous person sinisterly dragging it along the floor and wall tiles. I shuffle and try to get up, using the wall as an anchor but my too injured state disables me from doing that.
I curse lowly and look to around to view anything that could protect me, but to no avail there isn't anything except that dagger I launched to the other side of the room.
Despite my senses increased due to my wolf's abrupt appearance, they are still significantly lower than usual. This prohibits me from hearing or smelling who is stalking towards my cell.
"I love you so much." Ashton states while cupping my cheeks and gazing into my eyes. I nod and rub my thumb against his soft cheek and let my lips connect with his. Missing the feel of the sparks spreading through our bodies and the familiar buzz awakening inside us.
Our lips softly collide firmly with one another's, moving against our other half's, needing this. After a short minute of kissing, I pull out and rest my forehead against his. Our heavy pants surrounding us and he says with a smile, "I've missed that."
This makes my heartbeat increase and butterflies flutter round my stomach while the heat rises on my cheeks. He stands up and fully takes in my appearance and his eyes significantly harden and his nose flares but he controls his anger, his eyes fully black.
He leans down and gently picks up my body, I arch my back away from his touch. My wounds triggering pain to spread uncontrollably through my body. My stomach on fire, while my legs not too bad as they are being supported by his arms.
I close my eyes while we walk, the soft lull of his steps combined with his reassuring scent sending me to sleep. My eyes are still closed, the darkness invading all my senses while I hear his desperate pleas for me to stay awake.

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