All Chapters of My Beta Charming: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Her heart dropped for a beat before soaring like a wild bird breaking from its cage. His mouth crushed against hers with brutal, unyielding force. Electrifying sensations exploded beneath her skin, causing her to shiver uncontrollably in his arms. He drew her closer, pressing her flush against the solid heat of his chest, deepening the kiss until she forgot everything but him. Her fingers curled around his biceps, nails grazing his skin as if she needed him to ground her while their tongues tangled in a wet, filthy dance, thrusting deep and withdrawing only to dive in again. His breath mingled with hers, uneven and hot, searing with need and something far more dangerous. Every tilt of his mouth, every sweep of his tongue, pulled her further into a storm she didn’t want to escape. The kiss wasn’t just an answer to longing; it was a collision of everything they had tried to deny. A powerful collision that shattered reason and senses.Passion roared between them, fierce and demanding. T

"What?' Ayla nearly shouted, losing her temper. It didn't make sense. How could he say something like that? Sean turned to look at her, his expression solemn, his eyes stripped of warmth or hesitation. "I want to end whatever this is between us," he said, his voice even but final. He didn’t call it a mate bond because it never truly felt like one. There had never been that pull everyone spoke of, no wholesome feeling when she was near. He knew about the other men she had entertained while supposedly courting him, yet not once had jealousy flared in him. Not even the faint sting of betrayal. Instead, all he ever felt was irritation, an ache of impatience whenever she tried to move closer to him. The more she reached out, the more distant he became, until the very idea of them together felt forced, unnatural, something that should have never existed in the first place. On the other hand, for Violet, he felt everything. Jealousy, pain, grief, need, passion. She stirred every emotion h

"What?" she questioned, taken off guard by the suddenness of his revelation. "We are going to reject each other," he told her, a glint of hope in his eyes. If she was holding back because of Ayla, he needed her to know that obstacle no longer existed. He had already made up his mind. Ayla was gone from his life, erased from every corner of itHe would tear down every wall just to be with her. She could hurt him a thousand times over, break him beyond repair, and he would still choose her. Because no matter how much it hurt, wanting her was something he couldn’t stop. She was the one thing he had craved with his body, heart, and soul. Even his wolf was powerless in front of her. "But ain't you two mate? Why did you do that?" she asked, confused. She had never heard about mates rejecting each other be

"Did you check inside it?" he questioned, eyeing the wallet with a subtle frown. "Yes. Found some bills.." Owen replied. He noticed the frown etched across his forehead and queried, "What's wrong?""Nothing," Sean responded a little coldly."Any rivalry, property issue?" Sean enquired, bringing their focus back to the topic. "No. She is said to be an amiable woman with friendly relations with everyone," he told her. "No property issue either." Sean nodded. But then Owen remembered something. "One interesting discovery is that some of her herbs are missing. Perhaps it was a robbery," the chief investigator guessed. "What was so special about those herbs?" he questioned. Owen shrugged. "They were rare herbs. The criminal is either a smuggler who is going to sell them on the black market, or a witch. The potential of those herbs can be awakened only by spells." Those herbs were mainly used in witchcraft. "Keep looking for more clues," Sean instructed Owe in a serious tone. Owen l

"You don't have to lie. Tell me if they've hurt you," he urged, prepared to unleash hell at her single nod. He will show them the real hell."They didn't hurt me," she assured him. They had only kept her in their interrogation room. His fury eased a little upon hearing that. Calsping their hands together, he turned to face the cop. "On what ground did you arrest her?" he demanded sharply. "We were ordered to keep an eye on her after the store owner’s murder," the officer disclosed, shocking both of them. Violet was in disbelief. "Today, we saw her visiting a witch. When we entered the house, she was already inside… and the witch was lying dead on the floor," the man added in a cautious tone. They were just doing the duty assigned to them.Violet noticed the shift in his demeanor. The hardening of his jaw, the twitch in his fingers. Sensing his temper rise, she tightened her hold around his hand to ease his fury. The last thing she wanted was for him to act on impulse and invite mo