Todos los capítulos de THE ALPHA’S HATED CONTRACT MATE: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

HERAHis hand shot up, gripping my neck tightly, choking me as he grunted against me. “Repeat what you said about Ben,” he challenged, his voice low and brimming with dominance. “I dare you!” He growled.I opened my mouth to answer, to throw another taunt his way, but he didn’t give me the chance. He slammed into me, his hips crashing against mine, hard and fast, knocking the breath from my lungs and shattering any thought of resistance.Oh shit!I couldn’t stop the moan that slipped out.His grip around me tightened as he began to pound into me, each thrust raw and angry, claiming every part of me, filling me so completely that it felt like he was branding himself into me, leaving no space for anyone else.“That’s right,” he chuckled darkly, his voice dark and laced with satisfaction as he thrust harder into my pussy. “Ben could never be man enough, not like I am. And you know it, deep down that no other man will fuck you so good like I am right now.”Each word was punctuated by a

HERAAnisha stood behind me, gently combing through my hair, her fingers moving with a rhythm that should have been soothing. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, trying not to notice the hollowness in my eyes. My lips pressed into a thin line as I reminded myself for the hundredth time that Atticus was nothing to me.He was nothing.Just as I was nothing to him.We were… convenient. Two people who needed each other to accomplish our respective goals. He needed the crown, and I needed my revenge on those who betrayed me. That was it. That was all we were to each other. There was no room for confusion or misplaced feelings. I wouldn’t allow it. Not anymore. Not after he invalidated my emotions and made me feel worthless. Still, my mind betrayed me, drifting back to the heated moments we’d shared. How his lips felt bruising against mine, how his hands knew exactly where to touch, how he’d made me feel things I had no business feeling.“Lady Hera?” Anisha’s soft voice broke thro

HERABen leaned back against the desk, crossing his arms as he looked between Atticus and me. “I have a suggestion,” he began, his tone cautious. “But I’ll warn you—it’s risky.” He added. Atticus scoffed, his sharp glare already directed at Ben. “How convenient,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “You’re full of ideas now that we’re backed into a corner. This is exactly what you wanted from the get-go. You want me to be indebted to you.Oh, for goodness sake!“For once, could you not make this about your trust issues?” Ben rolled his eyes, clearly over Atticus’s paranoia. “I’m trying to help, and if you can’t get over yourself, maybe you can come up with something better.”I sighed, the weight of their constant bickering hammering against my temples. It was getting freaking annoying. “For the love of everything, would you two just stop?” I snapped, cutting them both off before they could dive headfirst into another pointless argument. I turned to Atticus, pinning him with a

ATTICUSThe hall was a sea of faces, all seated in orderly rows, their hushed conversations blending into a low hum. The elders sat at the forefront, their aged faces solemn. The Alphas and their Lunas from all Seven Packs occupied the centre rows, their presence commanding and their auras strong. Noble families filled the rest of the space, adorned in their finest, whispering and casting curious glances toward the aisle where I stood. This was no ordinary ceremony—it was an event that could define the kingdom's future. And I felt every ounce of that pressure in my chest.I stood rigid at the aisle, my hands clasped behind my back, my gaze darting between the pulpit sitting at the top of the dual stairs, and the open skylight above. Night stretched darkly across the vast sky, and the Luna Moon was rising steadily, its crescent shape glowing faintly, promising to reach its apex soon, and I prayed silently that the night would go as planned. Not for me—I could endure the consequen

HERAI barely had time to process the gravity of the word mate ringing in my head before Atticus closed the distance between us. His strides were unrelenting, his gaze burning with something primal and raw.“Atticus, wait—” I barely managed to breathe out, but he didn’t. He didn’t wait.Before I could utter another word, his hands were on me—one gripping my waist, pulling me flush against him, the other cradling the back of my neck with a possessiveness that sent a shiver racing down my spine. And then his lips were on mine.The kiss was molten, scorching, stealing the air from my lungs. There was no hesitation, no careful exploration—it was an unrestrained claim. His mouth moved against mine with a hunger I could feel in every fibre of my being, igniting something deep inside me I didn’t even know existed even though this wasn’t the first time we were kissing. I gasped into him, startled by the intensity of it all, but I couldn’t pull away. My wolf didn’t want to. The world aro