MasukAlpha Mason’s POV “What the hell? So my dad has a side chick?” I interrogated, my tone sharper than intended. “Yes, he does, and she is the rich daughter of that madman that wants to steal our business...what was his name again? I don't remember, but he is the alpha of a nameless pack,” my mom stated. I smiled softly because I knew her imagination had run wild, they were both just business partners. My dad wasn’t a playboy like me. “He doesn’t have a side chick,” I replied, walking toward the entrance of the house, trying to avoid the escalating conflict. “He does! He literally spends the whole day with her,” she protested, sounding all hurt and bothered, which was unlike my mom. “You are making a big deal out of nothing, Mom. They are just business partners, nothing more,” I repeated and ran into the house to avoid further argument. My wolf wanted out, but not for her, not now. I needed to see what was on the flash drive. I climbed up the stairs to my room, claws threatening
ALPHA MASON’S POV “Because I’m asking you to do that, dummy,” I teased, my voice rumbling with the edge of my wolf. “I-I can’t do it. I haven’t stolen anything in my life and I am not going to start now, what if I get caught?” she protested, wiping the sweat off her forehead. Her voice shook, but she didn’t break eye contact. Shit, she was stubborn. Too good for her own damn safety. I couldn’t believe I had ended up with a good girl for a girlfriend. I was starting to miss Elsa, she was free-spirited, wild, fun-loving, the kind of she-wolf who didn’t flinch when I raised my voice. Amber was her complete opposite, shy, cautious, soft. Yet, something about her drew me in like a bee to a honeycomb. Maybe it was that one night stand, the one I could barely remember, but ever since then, she had been in my head. A dark-skinned omega who had me restless, questioning everything. “Have you stopped to think that maybe part of the reason we are so attracted to her is because she is our
ALPHA MASON’S POV Elsa walked closer to Mason. “I-It’s not what you think., I swear. I can explain,” she declared, her voice trembling. “Don’t come close to me,” I growled, putting a hand up in warning. “What are you waiting for? Let me out so I can teach her ass a lesson, I can’t believe she stabbed us in the fucking back,” Shadow growled, demanding I put her in her place. Nate stepped in, his scent sharp and sweet like deception itself. “I don’t like this drama, babe. Why don’t I just get straight to the point? I want you to be my boyfriend,” he said in a girly tone, moving closer to me with a smirk that made my heart clench. “Not just that, I want you to cut all ties with the other girls, especially Amber,” Nate added, his tone turning darker. My chest rumbled with disbelief. “Why should I do that?” I demanded, my eyes narrowing. “Because I have a sex tape,” he responded. “A, se...se…sex..what!!” I exclaimed, my jaw tightening, my claws nearly slipping out. “Sex ta
Author’s POVAfter a series of questions and answers, the school bell resounded. The teacher packed his bag and sauntered out of the class, his boots snapping softly against the floor. “Hooray!” the students squealed, their voices echoing through the lecture hall as they started packing their books.Amber shoved her books into her bag, with Raven grumbling in her head. She wanted to skip the last class so she could return home to see her parents, she missed her mother’s cooking and the calm that came with being around her own family. “I will be back, Brownie. Don’t go anywhere,” Alpha Mason declared, his tone brooking no room for argument. Then he got up from his chair and walked out of the class with Elsa following him, her perfume sharp with flirtation. Amber’s lips parted. “Um, I wanted to—” She paused when she saw that Mason was already gone. She had wanted to tell him about her plan. “Ugh, I will have to stay here… like his freaking puppet,” she grumbled, folding her hands an
Author’s POV "Where am I?" Mason asked bluntly, his voice rough, carrying the natural authority of an Alpha. "You are in the extra room in our club. Your friend put you here last night," the bartender explained. His eyes widened in surprise, as if the words had slipped out against his will. "Friend? Who are you talking about?" Mason questioned, resting one hand on the doorframe. "I remember coming here with my girlfriend, where is she?" The bartender shifted back automatically, intimidated by the weight of Mason’s gaze and the Alpha aura that pressed on him like an invisible hand. "Um, I-I can't disclose the name of the person due to club policies, but it's just a well-wisher; that's all I can say," the bartender stammered before running away to avoid further questioning. Mason’s wolf growled inside his chest. "He is lying to us. Whoever put us in here did something nasty to us while we were asleep. I can feel it." His jaw tightened as he walked out of the hotel room, his
Author’s POV Nate yanked the omega away from Alpha Mason, his claws half-exposed in annoyance. “What the fuck is your problem?” the girl demanded, tugging her hand free from his grip, her eyes flashing yellow. “Go away, slut,” Nate snapped, his voice carrying a small roar that made her whimper. “Asshole,” she cursed, turning on her heel and storming off. Nate’s gaze drifted back to Alpha Mason, who was walking on air and clearly drunk, staggering unsteadily as he pushed himself up from the chair. The Alpha’s usually intimidating stance was gone. His legs wobbled, his alpha aura dancing in and out. Nate smirked and moved to steady him. Mason opened his tired eyes and glared at him. “Let go of me, man,” Mason mumbled, his voice inaudible, even as Nate held his waist to keep him from falling. “You are drunk. I will take you home,” Nate offered, his tone deceptively calm. “Let me go, you are gay. I don’t trust you,” Mason mumbled again, shoving him away. He staggered f







