AUTHOR POVAiden, a werewolf, Liam's beta, who had been in love with his enemy for a while now. He couldn't deny the fact that he had just betrayed his pack by sleeping with the enemy. The enemy, Max, had eyes that were so tempting and alluring. Aiden couldn't help but be drawn to him. If Max had asked about the whereabouts of the drugs, Aiden knew he would have to reveal the information, as all he wanted in that moment was to be with Max. However, Max didn't ask, which only made Aiden fall harder for him. Despite the potential consequences, Aiden couldn't deny his feelings for Max. Ever since Max had saved him from a vampire, Aiden had been in love with him. He doubted if Max even remembered that it was him who had been saved. Aiden was certain that Max would eventually come looking for the information he needed. The thought of Max in his arms felt so good, causing Aiden to groan in frustration as he realised he was getting aroused again. He stood up and walked towards the window,
I had my men dress as the Rodriguez, setting bombs everywhere."Where is Liam's at?". I asked one of my men through the airport. "He is currently in a club". He respondedSo that bastard is busy enjoying himself after stealing my drugs. "Everyone, move now." I orderI got into my car and drove a few metres away from the Rodriguez house. I gave Liam a call."Long time no see buddy". I said into the phone."DAMIEN!!!". He groaned angrily."Aha aha, is that how you greet an old friend". I smirk"So while you were busy enjoying it, I came to visit. I must say you got a really nice room but too bad it will be in ashes by the time you get there." Just immediately a loud noise was heard, causing a huge fire. I smiled in satisfaction."Damien, I will fucking kill you. Aiden let's go". He hung up before I could say anything. No one knew Liam and I used to be best of friends till he betrayed me. Well that's a story for another day.I drove straight to my house. Liam won't give the drugs back
[LIAM POV ]I was really upset. How dare that Vampire tied me up for a whole day?? What kind of Vampire is he? How can he possess different kinds of powers? Even as a vampire, he possesses wolves, witches, and demon powers. If only he was not a vampire. He will have been Lucifer."Alpha are you alright?". Aiden asked. I glare at him angrily.How can he call me alpha when I just got defeated? The rose suddenly opened by itself."I already booked a Bitch for you at the stripper club. You can go there and release your anger". Aiden saidExactly what I needed right now. I left without saying a word. Fast speed and I arrived at the club in a minute.************************I sat in the VIP room waiting patiently for my prey till a sweet scent hit my nostril.It was a sweet tantalizing mouthwatering scent, making my wolf awake.I froze in my seat and looked around for where it was coming from. The sweet keeps invading my nose and into my entire living system. My wolf jumped i
[AT THE RODRIGUEZ PACK HOUSE] A resounding slap echoed through the room, landing forcefully on Liam's face. "What kind of Alpha are you?!" His father's voice boomed with anger, his face contorted in frustration. "Twenty of our men lost their lives because of your carelessness," his father continued, his voice filled with disappointment. Liam stood there, his body tense, but he refused to let his emotions show. He remained silent, absorbing his father's words. "I always hoped for a son like Damon, someone strong and capable," his father muttered, his voice laced with bitterness. "But the moon goddess decided to punish me with you." A flicker of hurt crossed Liam's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. His irises turned a fiery gold, a sign of his alpha power awakening. "I am the Alpha," Liam declared firmly, his voice commanding. "Do not compare me to a vampire." His father's eyes mirrored the same golden hue, a testament to his own alpha status. "I have not appointed
DAMIEN Damien had a sinking feeling that something was amiss. He immediately called out to his demon, Dagon, seeking answers. "Dagon," he called out urgently, "where is Crystal?" "I don't know," Dagon replied nonchalantly, munching on raw meat. "We left her in the room." Without wasting a second, Damien rush ed to the room where Crystal was supposed to be, only to find it empty. Panic started to set in. His mansion was not a safe place for a human to wander around freely. He sprinted down the hallway and spotted her heading towards the dark room. His entire demeanour changed in an instant. "Where do you think you're going?!" Damien thundered, his voice filled with anger and concern. Crystal turned back, fear evident in her eyes. She struggled to find the right words to explain herself. "I... I... I..." she stammered, unable to form a coherent sentence. "Staying in my house doesn't give you the right to roam around as you please," Damien snapped, his tone harsh. "You are a gu
Crystal noticed that he appeared sad and was making an effort to hide it. She decided to engage in conversation with him for a short while. And he turned out to be a very enjoyable person. Surprisingly, he opened up to her. She was quite taken aback to learn that he was gay. Not that she disapproved of homosexuality, but she thought he was too attractive to be gay. He seemed fine until she brought up the matter of the dark room. Suddenly, he became tense. "What could possibly be in the dark room?" she exclaimed. Her phone vibrated on the bed, and when she checked the caller ID, it was Adrian. Oh no. She hadn't spoken to him since yesterday. "Where on earth are you, Crystal?!" he yelled angrily. "Relax, Adrian, calm down," she tried to soothe him. "Don't tell me to relax, you bitch!" he yelled again. She chuckled. "Do you have any idea how worried I was? Angel has been asking about you. She said you haven't been answering her calls, and why did you disappear last night?" Oh
CRYSTAL POV "And look who we have here. THE VIRGIN STUBBORN STRIPPER". "You... you're the owner?" I managed to stammer, my voice barely above a whisper. A mischievous smile played on his lips as he nodded, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Surprisingly, I am," he replied, his voice laced with a hint of laughter. My mind raced, trying to process this new information. How could I have been so oblivious? And what did this mean for me? The thought of working under him, of being at his mercy, sent a shiver down my spine. "Don't worry," he said, his tone suddenly flirtatious, "I'll be kind to you." "And don't even think about quitting," he added, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "Remember, you signed a contract." "You know, when I heard that you're still a virgin from Angel, I was speechless. How can a sexy stripper like you still be a virgin?" he exclaimed, moving closer to me. "Well, sir, my night shift is over. I should be going," I said, not wanting a repeat of what h
AUTHOR POV Anthony, Damien’s father, was engrossed in his study room, surrounded by shelves filled with books and artefacts. The room exuded an air of mystery and knowledge. As he delved into his work, his phone suddenly vibrated, interrupting the silence. Curiosity piqued, he glanced at the caller ID and swiftly picked up the phone. "Hazel, is there a problem?" he inquired, his voice laced with concern. Hazel, a witch known for her extraordinary abilities to predict the future and see things beyond the ordinary, was on the other end of the line. "My lord Damien," she began, her voice trembling with fear, "there is something terribly wrong." Anthony's heart skipped a beat. "What is wrong with my son?" he demanded, his voice filled with urgency as he rose from his seat, his eyes sc anning the room for answers. "He has been stabbed," Hazel revealed, her words dropping like a bombshell, shattering the tranquillity of the room. "What?!" Anthony exclaimed, his voice laced with a mix