All Chapters of My Beta Charming: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

"I used to be the one with anger issues. When did the script flip?" Azriel questioned, really curious.Sean had no answer to it. It was true that Sean had always been the calmer of the two, but ever since Violet came into his life, something had shifted within him. The witch had evoked a side of him which was wild, volatile, and dangerously feral."He said terrible things about her. How was I supposed to take that?" Sean responded, tension threading his voice."Makes sense," Azriel replied. He would have done the same, if not worse, had someone disrespected Sienna. Wolves were creatures of instinct where their mates were concerned. "He did that to provoke you, and he succeeded, of course," Azriel repeated what Violet had already told him. "I know," Sean replied with a sigh. That was a clear attempt to sabotage his reputation. "Is he alive or dead?" he asked. "You would have been behind bars if he were dead, Sean," Azriel responded coolly. "I'll warn him, but I also want you to be

"That's wonderful. Why don't you take her to your Island and propose to her there? She'll love it," Sienna suggested enthusiastically."I had forgotten about the island. That sounds like a great idea," Sean agreed, finally getting a breakthrough. He had proposed to her before, but this time he wanted it to be super special as he was going to ask her to marry him. And the island he had bought years ago, left forgotten all this time, would finally serve its purpose. He couldn’t wait to walk barefoot with her along that endless sandy beach, to witness together as the sun dipped low, painting the horizon in oranges and pinks where the vast sea met the sky. "Let me know if you need help with preparation. I would be more than happy to help," Sienna offered, already looking forward to their wedding. "I will," Sean said, smiling, and then added, "I am glad I reached out to you for help. You made this a lot easier." Sienna chuckled in response. "I am happy to know I could help." After that,

Surveying the room, she plopped down on the queen bed. The piece of furniture groaned beneath her, betraying its worn condition. She had come to her cottage to spend some alone moment. This wasn’t just a cottage to her. It was a symbol of her strength, a sanctuary she had built herself when she had nothing. Every time she felt weak, she returned here, to remind herself of everything she had endured, every battle she had fought, and every grief she had survived. These walls had seen her at her lowest, and how she bounced back. Was she overreacting? She could be. Perhaps, it was his pampering or her own insecurities, but everytime he held things from her, she felt hurt.Leaning back against the bedpost, she closed her eyes and breathed in the fresh, refreshing scent of lilies. The flowers had been planted just outside her window, their fragrance gentle and familiar. One of the few things that still managed to calm her racing thoughts.For days now, her health hadn’t been the best. A du

Violet climbed out of the car and headed toward his office, her steps quick and determined. He hadn’t had breakfast, she knew that much and today, she was fully prepared to shove food down his throat if needed. He had eaten all her cupcakes last night, every single one of them, and yet he was still pretending to be mad at her. Pretentious dog. She reached his office, only to be told he wasn’t there. He had gone to the field to train the warriors. Violet set down the lunch on his table, then turned and headed toward the training grounds. It didn’t take long to find him. He was seated on a bench at the boundry of the field, barking commands at the trainees, his voice sharp and commanding. Violet slowed, watching from a distance. He wore nothing but a black vest and trousers, the fabric sticking to every hard line of his body. His shoulders curved inward as he leaned forward, forearms set against his thighs, the posture radiating a quiet, undeniable dominance. Heat stirred in her stom

She woke up to something soft and moist grazing against her cheek, tracing the curve of her face in slow, deliberate strokes. She moaned. Still half-asleep, she shifted, then finally opened her eyes, only to find his face hovering inches from hers.He drew back just enough to look into her eyes, a warm smile playing on his lips."Good morning," he whispered.Before she could respond, he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips, easy and warm. She melted right there, her heart soaring high. Tucked safely in his arms, being doted on by him..she felt the luckiest woman in the world. He pulled away a moment later and looked down at her with quiet affection. Her lashes fluttered as he lovingly grazed his knuckle down the length of her face. "I wish I could tell you how beautiful you are, but word fails me," he admitted softly. Loving her wasn't the end; it was an eternal process as he found himself more and more in love with her with each passing time. "You're the reason I want to