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032: The Flashpoint

Author: M&Cee
last update publish date: 2026-03-07 22:15:01

Dom

The bass from the speakers was a heavy thumping in the floor, but all I could hear was the sound of Diane’s breathing.

She stood there, her chest rising and falling fast under her expensive coat. She looked like a queen who had just walked into a shark tank and decided she owned the water.

The service girl in the red dress backed away. She wasn't stupid. She saw the way Diane looked at her—like she wanted to erase her from existence.

I set my glass down on a nearby ledge. The amber liqu
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    Freda. I was in the middle of a dream when the sound started. It was a heavy, rhythmic thumping on my door. My room in the servants' quarters was always quiet, tucked away in the back of the palace. I sat up, my heart jumping into my throat. "Freda! Open up! Alpha’s orders!" I rubbed my eyes, my mind spinning. The Alpha? It was nearly midnight. He had already taken the tea bundle from me earlier that evening. Why would he want me now? A cold feeling started in my stomach. Whenever Alpha Julian called for someone, it was never to say thank you. It gave my blood pressure a lift. Each call from him was for mischief, and I knew it. I opened the door, shivering in my thin nightgown. Two guards stood there. They didn't look at me. Their faces were like stone. "The Alpha requires your attention," one said. His voice was cold. "Is he in the study?" I asked, my voice small and shaking. "Just follow us." “One second, let me change this…” “Come with us, Freda. Now!” We didn't

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    111: The snake in the garden

    Julian The air in the shack felt like it was freezing over. I stared at the pile of brown powder on the table. It looked innocent. It looked like medicine. But to me, it looked like a betrayal that cut deeper than any blade. "That’s impossible," I snapped, my voice cracking in the small room. "This is exactly what I took from the palace. The maid in charge of the Luna’s tea is the one who brought it to me directly this evening as per my order." The Old Woman didn't flinch. She just looked at me with those milky, ancient eyes. "I don't care who brought it to you, Alpha. I know my craft. I know the scent of the death I brew. This? This is not it. This is something else entirely." A short, nervous, yet awkward laugh escaped my mouth. I stepped closer, my shadow looming over her. "Are you trying to play games with me? Are you trying to maneuver your way out of a mistake? Because if you gave me the wrong batch and Diane is growing stronger because of your clumsiness, I will make sure y

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    110: This isn't mine

    Julian I arrived at the palace with fury and rage. I stood in the dim light of the hallway corridor, my shadow stretching long against the stone wall. I spotted Freda; she was probably going to her room or doing that last routine check before it was bedtime for the others."Freda," I called, calm but authoritative.She turned instantly. Upon seeing me, her head bowed low, her hands trembling as she clasped them together in front of her. She walked toward me. "Yes, Alpha?""I need the tea," I said, my voice low, a secret, dangerous hiss. "The new batch. Bring me all of it. Now."She nodded without questions, and she scurried away. In less than seconds, she returned with the package wrapped in a paper bag in a way that made it unidentifiable.I snatched it from her hands and marched toward the door. I wanted the night air to cool the fire in my blood, but it only made the flames grow.A few minutes later, I was in the car, alone. No guard. I didn't request one. I drove to the edge of t

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    Julian. The door to my office didn’t just open; it hit the wall with a crack that sounded like a bone breaking. I didn't care. I was past the point of being civil. I was past the point of being a husband. Diane was growing wings—big, golden wings that were starting to cast a shadow over everything I had built. She was getting comfortable in that chair. Too comfortable. As expected, Silas was already there when I came in, leaning against the window with his arms crossed. He didn't even flinch at the sound of the door; he just looked at me with those cold, calculating eyes. "She’s growing wings, Julian," Silas growled, pacing the length of the room like a caged beast. "Tiny, annoying wings. And the earlier we clip them, the better it will be for everyone." I stopped at my desk and let out a laugh. It wasn't a happy sound; it was sharp and jagged. "Can you imagine? She sat there and looked me in the eye while she stole half my reward. My own wife. The woman I brought back from

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    Diane. "Are you regretting it now?" I didn’t respond at first. I couldn’t. My throat felt like it was full of sand. I kept my head down on the desk, hiding my face. I felt like the world was crumbling around me, and the only person seeing me fall apart was the man who had pushed me to be strong. "Please," I finally whispered into the wood. "I don’t want to talk right now.” I heard the door click. Dom had walked in and locked it. I felt the air in the room change. His presence was like a heavy weight, pulling me out of my dark thoughts. I heard his shoes thumping on the carpet as he came closer. "So, what happened to that lioness in the boardroom ten minutes ago?" he asked; his voice was rough. "Where did she go? Because all I see here right now is a mouse." I raised my head slowly. My eyes were red and my lashes wet. I looked up at him, feeling small in my big leather chair. Dom was standing right in front of me, his arms crossed over his chest. He looked at me with those

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  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    012: His name on my lips, My hands in my cunt.

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  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    010: Covering lies. Making excuses.

    Diane"Hello?""Hello, Diane," he said. His voice was warm and deep, like a memory of better times. "How are you, child? How is your health?"I blinked, kind of confused. "I'm fine, Uncle Anthor. I’m doing okay. And you?”“I’m fine. This old man is striving. But it's about you this morning. How are

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