บททั้งหมดของ MATED TO THE ALPHA BEAST : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

Isabella’s POVThe air in the club was thick with lust and heat, but nothing compared to what I felt when his hand touched mine.Arseñio’s fingers wrapped around mine like they were made to fit. Calloused. Warm. Commanding.“Come,” he said.I didn’t ask where. I didn’t need to. My body obeyed before my mind could catch up.He led me through a back corridor, through a door guarded by a man who bowed his head without question. We climbed a spiral staircase and emerged in a private suite above the dance floor. Music pulsed beneath us, but here, it was muffled — replaced by the sound of my own heartbeat.He locked the door behind us.When I turned to face him, he was already unbuttoning his black shirt.Tattooed muscle flexed with every movement—his chest sculpted like carved stone, each line etched by the gods. Dark ink curled over both arms—wolves, symbols, ancient script I didn’t recognize. But it was the crystal-shaped marking on the left side of his chest that stole my breath.It pul

Isabella’s POV I woke to darkness.The room was still. Too still.The silk sheets stuck to my bare skin, damp with sweat and something else—regret. I reached for the warmth I swore was beside me, but the space was cold. Empty. Arseñio was gone.For a second, I stared at the ceiling, paralyzed. Then everything hit me at once.His touch. His scent. His voice, low and commanding. The way our bodies had moved like we were built for each other. The blood. The bite. That mark glowing mark on his chest like something divine and damned all at once.I sat up, and pain sliced between my thighs. A reminder. I bit my bottom lip hard enough to taste blood. My legs trembled when I stood. My body was wrecked—used in the most carnal, sacred way—and yet I’d never felt more owned.He was inside me still.Not just physically.Spiritually.Emotionally.I stumbled to the bathroom and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My eyes looked haunted. My lips were bruised. My neck… marked. I traced the bite