Being Beta Elijah's Mate

Large black paws grabbed the wolf by its scruff. The wolf flailed around, trying to get away from its attacker, as it attempted to strike its attacker with the claws. But a pained cry escaped from his lips before his breathing came to a halt.The black wolf which was larger in stature let go of the brown wolf. As it fell on the snowy fields, its blood dyed the white ground red, joining the rest of his companions.The black wolf stood in the middle of massacred wolves, feeling proud of its masterpiece and appearing menacing. After that, the wolf strode away as indifference returned to its eyes, replacing the bloodlust.The steps left behind by the black wolf would soon be covered by the blowing snow.A couple of wolves howled upon seeing their commander make its way further into the border. They caught up to it and followed it before the black wolf signaled them to step away.They obeyed after bowing their heads in respect.Black wolf stood straight, staring at the sky, as its body soo

The boiling anger inside her made her kick the small table. It toppled over, and the glass surface shattered. Everything on it fell down. After that, she threw the flower vase that was beside her hand.Before she could move on to destroying the couch, a pair of hand grabbed hers. Irritated that her movements have been disturbed, Ashlyn glared at the woman.“Now, Ash, remember how your pocket is empty? What will you do when Beta Elijah asks you to pay for the damage? Remember how he made you clean the entire pack house for not being able to pay for the damage.”Hearing the name of that man got her only to be more provoked. How was she always vulnerable to him?“Shut the fuck up!”She was about to go back to breaking things, not caring about the consequences, when the woman grabbed on to her waist.“Alright, that’s enough now. You are actually falling right into his hand by doing this. Why don’t we do something more practical with your strength?”Ashlyn raised an eyebrow at the redhead.

“What’s with the doom and gloom?” asked Leah upon seeing her towering friend leaning against the old warehouse.Sweat covered her body as she folded her hands over her chest. Those eyes of hers showed her absent mind. The pack members trained in front of her, each engaging in a duel with other.“I have to attend the mate ball,” she answered.Leah licked the ice-cream in her hand, relishing the taste of the cold vanilla under the scorching sun.“What’s new with that?”Leah copied a similar posture to Ashlyn while her curious eyes probed her friend for further details.“As a participant without the inhibitor.”Caught off guard by that, Leah exclaimed, “Really!”Her friend’s enthusiasm made Ashlyn scowl at her.This got Leah to clear her throat and replace her expression with a comparatively solemn one.As though it was a matter of great misery, she expressed, “How terrible! How could he do this to you? He is your brother; he is supposed to be on your side. Do you need me to talk to him?

Once she confirmed about the attendance of Beta Elijah, Ashlyn found herself in a panicked state. Due to Alpha’s orders, she couldn’t hide her pheromones either.Beta’s had sharp senses. Therefore, unless the distance between them was incredibly large, sniffing her out wouldn’t be difficult for him. Leaving the premises was out of question for her.Pushed to the edge, only one option was left for Ashlyn.Reaching out into her pocket, she took out a glass bottle and removed the cap. Pouring out one of the blue pills in her hand, she didn’t think twice before swallowing it down.The pill took time to work after all.Pheromone changing pills were considered illegal in most packs due to the deceptive nature. For most part, it was used for the sake of committing crimes and hiding tracks. If caught with pheromone changing pills, the punishment could be quite severe, depending on the situation.As the name suggested, the pills worked by changing the natural pheromone into other scent for a c

“Get up,” Ashlyn ordered, fiercely staring down at all the fallen werewolves. Her upset mood made her presence overbearing, making it hard for other werewolves to breathe properly. Everyone scattered away.Instead of this being trained, the warrior werewolves felt they were being beaten up, treated as an outlet for her pent-up frustration. This was the third time they were thrown, and even the fast recovery state couldn’t heal the exhaustion.Much effort was exerted by one of the werewolves to lift his head and groan. Battered, his face was littered in injuries.“Commander, please, spare me,” he begged— his tone pained.The frown set on her face deepened, showing her dissatisfaction towards his words, and this prompted her to shout, “What sort of attitude is this? All of you’re warrior wolves, the pride of the pack. The pack depends on you, trusts you with their safety.Yet you can’t bring yourself to carry on? It hasn’t even been half an hour. Can’t you bring yourself to last longer?