All Chapters of My Beta Charming: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The sun went down, calling for another halt. Just one more day and they'll reach the destination. The warriors were unusually quiet in front of her. Even those who never missed a chance to bully her now kept their distance, careful to avoid her. Doubt crept in. She wondered if they knew. They were werewolves with heightened senses. Did they pick up on something she missed? The thought made her want to burrow into the ground and never come back. Or did Sean tell them? She dismissed the thought as soon as it came. He wasn't that type of guy. He was a jerk and everything, but not cheap. He had left for another run. So far, she had gathered, his wolf loved running in the night. But running at night is dangerous. What if he got attacked by rogues? There were many creatures lurking in the shadows, and in the night, their strength remains at its peak. It isn't safe. She watched as warriors roasted meat in the fire. Their chattering and laughter kept the forest alive. The time passed, and t

Warmth unfurled in her chest as his mouth moved over hers, slow and deliberate. Her body melted against him, buzzing with sparks he had ignited. She moaned and felt him smiling against her lips. the man deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth, exploring with hungry, passionate strokes that made her knees tremble. His strong arms locked around her, keeping her in place while his mouth continued to unravel every nerve, every thought, until nothing existed for her but him and the fire between them.He broke the kiss after a long moment. Violet’s breath came in shallow gasps, her mind spinning, completely undone by him while he remained utterly captivated by her. He leaned in and pecked her lips a few times, each kiss feathery light yet charged with lingering heat. Still dazed, she peeked up at him through her lashes as he pampered her lips with delicate, teasing kisses. "I can do this forever," he murmured against her soft lips and felt her smile. The man drew away to gaz

The guards at the gate eyed them with suspicion. Violet said something to them in a foreign language. In response, the guards stepped aside to let them through. Sean’s eyes scanned the area, taking in every small detail. They found a group of people waiting for them near the second gate. At the forefront stood an unimaginably handsome man, clearly the group’s leader. The glow of his face seemed bright enough to dull the sun itself. His features were so sharply defined, it was as if God had taken extra care sculpting them. His long golden hair cascaded down his back like threads of gold. Sean felt a stab of jealousy. Fuck, the fucker was handsome.Annoyed, he glanced over at Violet only to find her frozen mid-stride. The abrupt stillness rippled through the others. Her wide eyes stayed fixed on the man, every muscle drawn taut.Sean caught the change immediately, unease coiling in his chest.“What’s wrong?” he murmured, stepping closer. But as the side of his arm brushed hers, she f

"Don't fight it, princess. Let it drown you," he whispered in her ear before biting the lobe. Violet frowned, a soft groan escaped her mouth. He felt her response like a flame feeding his own hunger. She could say no, push him away, refuse him all she wanted, but it wouldn’t change the truth. Her body craved him more than she would ever admit. Nothing could erase the fact that he was the first to steal her breath, the first to touch her intimately, the one to turn her into a woman. She was his, in every mark, every memory, every shiver she carried.She squirmed restlessly against him as his fingers rubbed along her sensitive center. Every small movement sent a ripple of sensation through her, thickening the haze she was already in. He traced the outer line of her heat before slipping a finger in. The woman opened her mouth to scream, but his lips captured it before a sound escaped. He swallowed her scream and sped up down there. The woman's thighs shook, the wet noise rang in the qui

Sean woke on a cold damp floor, pain radiating through him like thousand nails lodged in his flesh. Memories flooded him in a single, dizzying rush. The images of vile creatures tearing through his men flashed behind his closed lids. His guts twisted both in guilt and rage. He tried to shift, but something heavy pinned his arms and legs. When he forced his eyes open, he was met with a thick veil of darkness. The man strained his eyes but failed to see through the darkness. "Kael," he mumured weakly, calling out to his wolf. But no response came. They had done something to their wolves. "Kael can't hear you," a demonic voice cut through the foul air. A dim light flickered on, casting the room into a grim glow and revealing a grotesque monster. Half of its face was charred, its eyes entirely pitch black, even the whites. Its back was hunched, head bald and glistening under the weak light. The sight was so horrifying it could make anyone’s blood run ice.He opened his mouth to retort,