*PHOEBE’S POV* Hudson glares at Silva who appears to be furious with us. She storms into one of the bedrooms and brings an orange Halter dress that she throws at me. Hudson growls at her hostility but at this point, the pink-haired witch is not bothered. Before she curses, she waits until we properly cover ourselves. “Someone better replace my dining table,” she points angrily at us. “There is no way that I will be eating on that table with all the fucking that you just did!” I frowned, knowing how wrong it was that we got caught up in our sex session right in front of her. My heart plummeted even more as I noticed the inflicted bruises on her neck, knowing that Hudson was to be blamed. “Look at what you did to my bloody door!” She motioned her hands toward the damaged door that lay on the floor. “What the hell is wrong with you people?” “I’m sorry, Silva. We will send over warriors to get that fixed,” I apologized as Hudson protectively pulls me into his chest. She inhales deepl

*PHOEBE POV* The ceremony that should have begun at six this evening has been delayed. I’m attired for the event and angrily pacing the bedroom floor. It’s been over ten hours and no one has seen Dwayne or Hudson. Now it was past eight o’clock and I’m rattling on nerves. My outfit was a rose-gold long mermaid gown with a sophisticated v-neckline, sweeping cape sleeves, and floral lace trim. My hair was a tousled half updo with flowing curls, adorned with a fabulous 14-karat gold long pearl, crystal, and silver hair vine as a hairpiece accessory. Wendy, Joana, and Fiona helped with make-up and hair but I’m here by myself because I needed some alone time. I do not wish to show my face downstairs to the awaiting crowd, uttering apologies again. Melody, Joana, Mom, and Dad popped in a few times but I told them to give me some space. “Hudson, where the fuck are you?” I have said this a million times through the mind-linked and he does not respond. And every time that he becomes like th

*PHOEBE’S POV*(Five years later……….) “Congratulations on your achievement,” High Alpha Vance extended a firm handshake. “Under your leadership, your warriors have managed to take down Barabbas. The council is well pleased. He has been a menace even to the Vampire King.” “Thank you,” Hudson accepts the handshake, “We could not sit by knowing that our people were being imprisoned by him for entertainment purposes.” It took five years to finally gather enough proof to have the nefarious vampire Barabbas Lorcan apprehended by the Supernatural Triad Council. Hudson was relentless to bring down the influential Vampire after his involvement with Charles. Once the investigations began, we discovered that he incarcerated both witches and werewolves for a survival game called The Weak is Bleak, which was designed for entertainment with his wealthy Vampire friends. It was held on one of his massive properties where huge bets were placed on estimating how bad or well a player would perform.

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*Welcome to The Detached Alpha: This is a sequel that follows thirteen years after the ending of The Unattainable Alpha. In this chapter Alpha Hudson and Luna Phoebe's son, Heron, is sixteen years old. Please enjoy!* *THIRD PERSON POV* Two years earlier…………….. “How is my son?” The distraught in Luna Phoebe’s voice could not be helped. “Doctor?” Dr. Mosi blocked the Luna’s path to restrict her from entering the operating room. The Luna seemed to be on the verge of cracking under worry. Luna Phoebe needed to hear some good news. Unaware of how grave her son's condition was, because she had not seen him since the Beta brought him home, she could not stay still. She demanded to hear from someone so they could let her see him. However, they provided no information, and now the Head Pack Doctor was prohibiting her from entering the room where her son was admitted. She was uncertain of how long she could maintain her composure before the lid was blown. Thanks to her husband, the rescue