บททั้งหมดของ The Beta and The Lost Heiress: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

I’d given in and eaten some of the food Wraith left me.Now I lay on the bed, unable to sleep.How could I sleep when I knew he was so close— just a room away?I had wanted to disobey, to shut the room door, contrary to his warning. I’d feel safer behind closed doors, and yet I knew that wouldn’t be a very wise decision.When I closed my eyes, he was all I could see. I shouldn’t be thinking about Wraith; he was clearly insane. I should be thinking about the plan I had for tomorrow. Still, I couldn’t get him out of my head.He had taken off his suit in front of me. I’d seen him in nothing but a black buttoned shirt that clung to his form. I couldn’t help but wonder what lay beneath that shirt. I let myself imagine it—him shirtless, those dangerous stormy gray eyes fixed on me—and the thought alone sent a surge of heat between my legs.I was never one to fantasize about a man. Between my busy work schedule and worrying about my mother and my future, sex wasn’t at the top of my list—but

I stared at the gadget in my hand, surprised he was actually letting me make the call.I thought about walking to my room for some privacy, but one look at him told me that wasn’t an option.I punched in Bree’s number and dialed.Ring, ring, ring…Finally, she picked up.“Hello?” she called.I couldn’t bring myself to speak right away—tears burned in my eyes. I had to stay calm; if she sensed anything, she’d only worry more, and that would ruin the whole point of this call.“Bree,” I said, managing to keep my voice leveled.“Oh my fucking gawd! Bitch, where have you been?”Wraith cocked a brow at me. Bree was vocal like that.“I’m alright—”“Where the hell are you? Everyone thinks you’re missing. The last time I saw you, you were running off, and I clearly remember telling you, ‘Don’t do anything rash.’Then I get to your house, and this random woman tells me you’re not home—who the fuck is she?Next thing I know, you’re on the news. No—scratch that—the whole building is on the fuckin

WRAITH’S POVThe smell of alcohol, weed, and sex filled the air. The music was so loud I could barely hear my own thoughts. The club was packed—barely dressed girls grinding against men, people openly having sex. In moments like this, my heightened senses did more harm than good.The Shantel was one of the most popular clubs in Seattle and one of the many owned by our pack. Not everyone was allowed in. Mostly because a good number of the people here were werewolves. And things could get ugly fast—if two rival packs ran into each other, it could explode into an all-out war. Nobody wanted that.Leaving the noise and crowd behind, Rex and I stepped into the private room. Three girls were already waiting—dressed in nothing but black straps and lace that barely covered anything. That was the goal, though.“Now those are some hot-ass sluts,” Rex said, lighting a cigarette. “I’ll let you make the first pick,” he said.“I’ll pass.”“That’s not you, Ronan. You never pass on shit like this.”“I’

TESSA’S POVThree days had passed since I last saw Wraith. I wouldn’t lie—part of me felt a little disappointed.After the incident where he caught me snooping in his room, I thought something had shifted—small as it might have been. He had let me call Bree, offered me an ‘out’ from all of this, and I’d also discovered what he did to Kelvin. I shouldn’t condone such violence, But the more I thought about it, the more I wondered if it was really just about curiosity—or if something else pushed him.Each day, I woke to a tray of food and a change of clean clothes, with no idea how they got there.More than once, I’d considered leaving Wraith’s wing. Did he really expect me to just sit here and wait for him?Today, there was no food waiting for me. Instead, a woman stood in the living room.She had raven-black hair, and her eyes… they were silver. She was a few inches taller than me, with glowing sun-kissed skin—like she’d spent her whole life bathed in sunlight. She was drop-dead gorge

He didn’t seem to realize how tight his grip on my wrist was.“Wraith, let go of me,” I said, but he ignored the plea, leading me straight back into his apartment.“You’re hurting me. Let go.”He finally released me, and I was sure there’d be a bruise right where his grip had been.Wraith stepped away, turning his back to me like he didn’t trust himself to speak. For a long moment, he said nothing.“I told you, Tessa. I told you—living here has rules, and you have to follow them. But you, of course, didn’t listen.” He turned to face me then, furious eyes locking on mine, though he didn’t take a step closer.“Do you know how easy it would’ve been for any of them to hurt you? Or worse?”“You don’t get to be mad at me, Wraith. You left me here alone for three days. What did you think? That I’d just sit here, doing nothing but waiting for you to come back?”He dragged a hand through his hair.Why was he so mad? I wasn’t hurt—I was fine!“I’d left for work,” he explained.“But I don’t hav