Chapter Sixty Eight

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• The Beta and The Lost Heiress   Chapter Eighty Six

  Our moans filled the room, bodies slick with sweat as I thrust deeper into her—kissing her, drinking in every sound she made. Her fingers dug into my back, hard enough to draw blood, and fuck, that turned me on even more.I’d once thought her too fragile. I’d never been so wrong.She trailed kisses down my neck, and if she goes on like this, I might just lose every bit of control. I couldn’t allow that. And so I captured her lips once again, my hands wrapped possessively around her neck, careful not to choke her. as I pounded into her. My body shuddered with release threatening to break free, but I held back—I needed her undone first.I couldn’t imagine what the past few days had been like for her.The words ‘I love you’ were at the tip of my tongue, but this wasn’t the right moment—not when we were so caught up in the heat of it. I felt her writhe against me, crying out my name as she came so hard, she took me along.“Fuck. That felt so good.” I admitted. Her head fell onto my shoul

• The Beta and The Lost Heiress   Chapter Eighty Five

  ALPHA REX’S POVThere was a knock at the door. I’d been expecting Wraith’s visit for the past few hours, so I was quick to pull it open. But instead of him, I was met with a scantily dressed woman—one of my favorite playthings.Anyone with a brain would know this wasn’t the right time, but of course, beauty doesn’t always come with brains.“Get lost.”“But—”“I never thought I’d live to see a day like this,” came Wraith’s voice. The woman, finally giving up, turned and walked away. Only after she was gone did Wraith finish his sentence. “The day you turn down sex.”“Well, she wasn’t exactly the visitor I was expecting.”I let him in.Only a few hours had passed since he regained consciousness. The pack members had seen him in the dining room with the human, Tessa.Part of me resented not being the first person he came to, but this man had spent the last week in the infirmary after saving my life; so I forced the thought down.I checked him over for any signs of pain or discomfort, bu

• The Beta and The Lost Heiress   Chapter Eighty Four

  TESSA’S POVI’d only left Wraith’s side to freshen up, returning as soon as I could.Now, I sat beside him, watching him—studying every feature. I reached out to brush his hair away from his eyes. My chest tightened as I stared at him, at the tattoo he had told me meant a ‘promise.’ At those soft red lips.I couldn’t wait to see him open those eyes.But then, the thought resurfaced.The truth about who my father was.I had Falcone’s blood flowing through my veins, and no matter how much I tried to deny it, it was the only truth that made sense.A valid explanation to why a common human like me ended up as a mate to a man as powerful as Wraith.I would have to tell him.I planned to tell him the moment he awoke, even if it wasn’t exactly the best timing. Because deep down, I knew if I didn’t speak then, I might never have the courage to speak at all.Each day, I prepared myself for the inevitable. I even had a paragraph prepared and memorized on how I’d begin when the time came.Wraith

• The Beta and The Lost Heiress   Chapter Eighty Three (2)

  I punched him hard, in the nose. He staggered backwards, hands over his bleeding nose, but his smile remained.“Look again.” I growled. “Do you remember this woman?”Now he was furious. He reached down, and for a second, I thought he was going for his weapon—But he snatched the picture from my hand instead.The only picture I had of my mother, he turned it over and tore out a portion with his teeth, spitting it at me.“How could I forget her? Those beautiful, enchanting green eyes are just simply unique.” He said with a smirk stretching on his lips. “Your father with the leg issue. He tried so fucking hard to protect his mate, but he was no match for me, not even when he had his two legs.Your mother cried only for a little while, but then… she stopped. She accepted her fate. He didn’t; he tried over and over to save her and failed. He died with the memory of his mate being hung to death right in front of his very eyes.”I let out a roar of pure fury as I lunged at him, bringing him

• The Beta and The Lost Heiress   Chapter Eighty Three (1)

  Six months ago.I sat at a bar. My only companion—a bottle of whiskey, which was almost empty.If my mother were alive, today would have been her birthday.For me, it was another day to remember that the man who had killed her was still alive and out there, another day to remember that she was yet to be avenged.I took out her picture, the only one I had left of her.A few years ago, I had returned back to the house I’d lived in, the very place my parents had both been killed, and I’d been able to recover a single picture of her. Worn out as it had been, this was all that was left of my past.Today, I had it with me. My mother stared at me from the picture, a loving smile on her face.Even after all those years, it still felt like it all happened yesterday. I still blamed myself for not being there when they needed me the most.‘Patience,’ Rex had said, "You’ll have your revenge when the time is right."It’s been seventeen years and six months since my parents’ death and nine years si

• The Beta and The Lost Heiress   Chapter Eighty Two

  WRAITH’S POV“Can you hear me?” Her voice broke through the silence. Soft and soothing, I never really realized how beautiful her voice was till now when I had nothing else to focus on but just that—her voice.“You’ll be fine, Wraith. Soon, it will be over,” she assures, then everything went silent, and I feared I’d lost her voice once again. “I love you.” She finally said.I wanted to respond—I wanted to say something back to her—but no words came out, no matter how hard I tried.I never did say those words back. I never told her I loved her.Her voice faded away, and I’m drawn into another dream—no, a memory.-Eighteen years ago.I’d been told many times that I was the spitting image of my mother, but I never saw the resemblance. She had green eyes and dark blonde hair, while I had grey eyes and ash brown hair.My mother was strikingly beautiful, and my father never failed to remind her of that every day. My parents loved each other so much, and they didn’t hide it.My father had b