All Chapters of My Beta Charming: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"Alpha, Luna," Sean bowed his head slightly to them while Violet only gave a formal nod. The royal accepted the greetings and asked them to sit down. Sean took a seat, and Violet slid into the chair beside him.Azriel fixed his gaze on Violet. "I believe Sean already told you he would go with you instead of me," he said. "You're alpha for a reason. I couldn't have imagined a cruelest punishment than this," Violet replied, her eyes stayed on Azriel, though the words were meant to rile Sean. Azriel glanced at Sean, who actually looked bristled."The cruelest assignment I've ever taken… You'd better award me the Medal of Honor for enduring her ridiculous, infuriating, obnoxious, exasperating, mind-numbing, and nonsensical personality upon my return. If I managed to survive her, of course," Sean shot back with equal venom and sarcasm. Violet turned her head towards him, a disdainful glint in her eyes, "You know yourself so well

Sure enough, she was there, glaring daggers at him the second he stepped out. If only looks could kill, he would be six feet under. Playing casual, he zipped up his trousers and strolled towards the bed as if nothing had happened. Violet ground her teeth and stormed back into the bathroom, slamming the door so hard the frame rattled with her fury.She returned a few minutes later. He was already sprawled in the bed, hands behind his head, eyes closed, chest bare. The hard ridges and deep lines of his abs stood out, each contour sculpted in a way that pulled her gaze against her will. His slow, steady breathing only drew more attention to the rise and fall of that chest, stirring something strange inside her. She had felt them pressing against her palms. Solid yet warm, they had startled her with their sheer strength. Her gaze drifted lower, wide eyes following the taper of his torso until it narrowed into that sharp V. The sight made her heartbeat stumble, quickening as her eyes meek

"Not even a thank you, huh?" Sean broke the silence with his sarcasm-laced remark. "Thank you," Violet muttered, gazing out the window. "Can't hear you. Why don't you look here and say it?" he teased, amusement written all over his face. Violet ground her teeth. She turned her head to face him. "Than..""Forget the thank you. Compliments work better." Taking his eyes off the road just long enough to glance her way, he said, "Say something nice about me." Her expression soured instantly. “There's literally nothing nice about you," she countered, meaning her words. He was literally the most self-obsessed man she knew. And she had no intention to stroke his ego. He would only become more insufferable. "So ungrateful? Is that how witches express gratitude?” Sean snorted. "Is that how werewolves beg for compliments?" she shot back, her tone acrid. Silence followed, and they both knew better than to break it. Sean recalled his promise to Azriel and Violet to Sienna. ............ T

He gazed down at her as she slept, his eyes drinking in every curve of her face, committing each detail to memory. All day, he had fought himself, telling himself to hate her, to see her as ordinary, all while sneaking glances whenever he could. It was frustrating, maddening. He was supposed to despise her, to resent her for scheming against his people, but all he could think of were the sinful moments they had shared. His gaze drifted to her lips. He never knew a kiss could erupt through his chest until his lips found hers. Heat surged through him, swelling into a blinding explosion behind his eyes until all thoughts fell away. Slightly parted, ripe with sweetness, he craved to savour with every fiber of his being. He had expected them to be as bitter as her remarks, yet they had surprised him, tasting sweeter than any indulgence he had ever known. The urge to taste them would find him in the dead of the night, tormenting him until he could hardly breathe. He leaned closer just to

Royal warriors awaited them at the border of the woods.A man as burly as Sean stepped forward. By the way the others held back, he was clearly their leader. He bowed to Sean before engaging him in conversation, never sparing Violet even a glance.Violet knew better than to mistake them for allies. At Sean’s word, they wouldn’t hesitate to tear her apart. The thought made her skin prickle. She would have to tread even more carefully now.They ditched his car at the border and slipped into the woods. Sean remained busy with his 'people,' ignoring her. "You should have put chains on her," she heard the leader, Nixon, mutter to Sean. The words made her bristle.“You can try,” Violet snapped. Nixon’s head turned, surprise flashing in his eyes at her boldness. She held his gaze, steady and unflinching, fear nowhere in sight.The man clenched his jaw. "I would keep my tongue in check if I were you." "Sorry to disappoint, but not everyone's a coward like you," Violet shot back. The rest of