All Chapters of My Beta Charming: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Sean stood guard as she took a bath in the lake. She hadn't asked him to do so; he had taken up the task voluntarily. The man had caught her bathing once and had pleasured himself to it for a long time. Droplets sliding down her supple skin, tracing the graceful curves of her body. Her long, damp hair clinging to her, veiling her form like a silken cloak. Even her reflection in the water was nothing less than an erotic temptation that no man with eyes could resist. Then how could he let another man catch so much as a fleeting glimpse of her bathing? The mere thought of another man eyeing her with nefarious intentions was enough to enrage him. But then her sweet scent wrapped around him, soothing the blaze of rage his thoughts had sparked. He breathed her in, greedy, desperate to steal every ounce of her scent for himself. She smelled magical. He had ordered his men to keep miles away from the lake. Keeping her from their sight wasn’t sufficient; even the air carrying her scent should

She took a drag from the cigarette and immediately broke into a coughing fit. “Yuck,” she muttered, unable to fathom what he found appealing about it. There was nothing to like here. Yet he inhaled it as if it were something very delicious. The girl eyed the cigarette with reluctance before forcefully taking another drag, stubbornly waiting for the moment it might start to grow on her. She had seen people use it to take the edge off their rage, maybe it would numb hers, too.She exhaled a cloud of smoke and watched it disappear into the darkness. "The fuck are you doing?" Sean reprimanded, yanking the cigarette out of her mouth. Violet froze, startled by the sudden interruption. But the moment she saw his face, anger surged through her like boiling water. She shoved him hard, unwilling to let him or even the shadow of him near her. But only managed to push him back a step.“Give it back.” She quickly snatched the cigarette from his hand, her glare sharp enough to cut.Sean scowled,

Sean forced his eyes not to steal a glance at her as she changed her dress in the back. Her shadow danced in front of him across the fabric, testing every ounce of his self-control. He could finally breathe in her scent, and the world once again softened around him. He frowned, remembering something. "You had masked your scent," he asked, more like stated.No response came for a moment before she replied, "Yes." "Why?" there was no warmth in his voice now. He had gone crazy looking for her. "I was mad. I didn't want anyone to find me," she answered, her voice quiet, indicating she wasn't proud of her decision."By "anyone, ' you mean me," he corrected. No reply came from the other side, confirming his statement. A surge of anger crashed over Sean. He leaped to his feet and swiveled to face her.Luckily, she had worn her clothes. “Do you realize what could have happened if I had been even a minute late," he seethed, acting as if his life was on line and not hers. He didn't even wna

A flicker of awareness snapped through her, and shyness bloomed hot across her throat and cheeks. Overtaken by nerves, she caught his wrist just in time. Her fingers curling around warm skin as the edge of her neckline slipped down beneath his touch. He looked up. Their eyes locked; his were burning with need, hers had softened by shy hesitation. She was insecure. No one had ever seen her like this. Self-doubt sank its claws deep into her consciousness. She had seen female werewolves: tall, striking, their bodies sculpted and flawless. Compared to them, she felt flawed and ordinary. She feared he would see it too and reject her. The scars on her flesh and the unevenness of her skin will break the spell he was in right now? His desire would turn to disappointment the second he truly see her? He'll see just how ordinary she is and reject her. Sean caught the apprehension dimming the light of her eyes. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, Violet," he murmured close to her

The heat of the sun's bright beams pressed down on his lids, rousing him from his sleep. Sean opened his eyes to the orange glow of their tent's roof. Still in the haze of sleep, he glanced down and froze at the sight of a small red mop of hair resting on his chest. Memories rushed back. The images of what they did last night flashed before his eyes. His eyes swept over her, curled beside him, her face and upper body was veiled by her long hair. They both were naked. "Fuck," he whispered, the weight of what they had done crashing down on him. He detangled himself from her, careful not to wake her up, and then sprang to his feet. "Fuck..fuck...fuck," he cursed, pacing across the camp, his hand scrubbing down his tight features. This wasn't supposed to happen. Alpha and Luna were counting on him and he..... He had committed treason by getting involved with an enemy. An unpardonable crime. And the worst thing was he wasn't able to feel any regret. He shot her a hard look, but it softe