Nex’s POV "Why? Just because my wolf is white and weak? Just because I was born with different colored eyes-one yellow and the other green? Then you ignored our mate bond and rejected me? Finally chose this bitch?" I pointed at Casey who wrapped her arms around my ex mate Chase's neck as the stabbi

Beowulf’s POV “Ah! M-My king… I-It feels so… so-” I let out a low growl as I felt one of my she wolves tighten around me, no doubt feeling pleasure from what I’m doing to her, as I was feeling. Not just her, but a couple other she wolves as well, on my bed. It was quite the tiresome day today, a

No one stepped up to explain themselves to me. At least, not about why Dominic’s daughter was not present amongst us. Not even that immature son of the Alpha’s dared say a word. I grew disappointed in what little backbone this damn pack had, and was slowly tightening my grip around his neck, getting

I didn’t bother to wait for the king’s response to my question, as I carefully stripped down and shifted into my accursed form. The dreadful white wolf that was disliked by many back home. Even if he does favor my eyes, now that he has seen my other form…“Now do you see why I’m so disliked?” I dare

What is happening here? Where am I sitting on? What was the Lycan King making me do? What is happening?Those questions practically flowed into my head nonstop. Once the Lycan King dragged me back home, I was surprised to see werewolves I’ve never seen before keep the Downfall Wolves on their knees,