All Chapters of A Beta's Heart: Chapter 81 - Chapter 89

Third Person's POVVictor deeply exhaled. “Mind telling me what's going on?” Victor said as he sat back. “I will, but I need his attention first. I don't mind telling you, but he's the one who needs to hear what I have to say,” Art said, looking down at Nikolai, whose face was still tucked against his neck. “Little Alpha,” Art said softly as he reached up and trailed the back of his fingers along his cheek. “Can you look at me?” Art asked. Nikolai pressed his nose harder against Art's scent gland and took one more deep breath, savoring his scent. He couldn't get over how amazing the older man smelled. He smelled like heaven. It was hard to pull his face away from the warmth of his neck. When he finally pulled his head away, his lip jutted out in an adorable pouting protest that melted the older Alpha's heart. He couldn't resist and kissed Nikolai's pouting lip, causing him to blush. Art smiled as he leaned back and pulled his lip between his teeth, admiring the blush he put on h

Nikolai's POVI couldn't pry my face from his neck or let go, not even just a little. I couldn't care less that I was the next in line Alpha, and Art was carrying me through the pack house like I was submissive. I didn't care! I was afraid that if I let go, the bond I was feeling would disappear again and prove to be only a figment of my imagination. I couldn't go through that again. I think I'd go crazy if the bond were to disappear again. His thumbs caressed my side as he carried me so easily up the stairs, down the hall, and into my apartment, which was thankfully unlocked. His hands let go, and the warmth of his strong arms disappeared as he crawled onto the bed. A moment later, his arms were wrapped around me again as he lay us on our sides and pulled me closer. My legs instantly wrapped around him and tangled with his as I burrowed deeper into his neck, causing him to chuckle.I felt the light touch of his fingers as he brushed the hair away from my face and tucked it behind m

Third Person's POV Nikolai's heart was beating so hard he was afraid it might explode. Art's lips were heavenly, and his kiss was intoxicating. His velvety tongue was like magic as it wrapped around his, licking and tasting his kiss. Nikolai's pulse quickened when he felt the older Alpha’s large, hard length pressing against him. It was so close to his cock that it caused him to throb harder, wishing to feel it press against his length. His growing need became stronger when he felt the wet spot on Art's boxers, letting him know his Alpha is leaking with desire for him. It reminded him that his Alpha had not yet been taken care of, and he began to wonder what it would feel like to hold him in his hand. That thought caused Nikolai's thoughts to spiral with one right after the other. How big is he? What would it feel like to wrap his hand around his hard cock and feel it pulse in his hand. What would Art look like experiencing pleasure brought on by him, and what would it feel like to

Adrian's POV It's been strange staying with Alaric in his father's packhouse. I haven't encountered any hostility, although I haven't been welcomed with open arms either. The people I encounter either pay me no attention, look as though they'd like to talk to me but don't, or regard me as though they'd like to smash my face in, but don't.I thought I would witness a lot of abuse to the Omegas, but I haven't witnessed any. The only Omegas I've seen roaming the packhouse alone are the maids and kitchen staff.Alaric said most Omega mates don't roam the packhouse without their mate, and breeders are not allowed to roam alone. When an Omega is taken as a breeder, the dominant partner has to find a submissive warrior to stay by his side throughout the entire process. That warrior acts as both his bodyguard and friend throughout the duration of serving as a breeder for the expecting parents. After that, they return to the Omega’s quarters, which is a hall off the northwest wing where only