All Chapters of The Supreme Alpha's Vengeful Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Damnit Eros, what was that for?” I asked my wolf as I slid into my car, slamming the door harder than I meant to. My chest still burned from that kiss.“You can't blame me Kieran, we've waited for so long. It was difficult for you too wasn't it?”I kept silent for a second because he was right. It was difficult pulling away when all we wanted—no, all we ached for— was to claim her right there and then… it nearly tore me apart. Being the Supreme Alpha isn't just because we're more powerful. It's because we're from an ancient line of wolves—can’t even remember how long we've lived.Most of us aren't lucky to find our Fated mate—sometimes we just choose a mate to help satisfy our sexual urges and help organize the pack.But Eros and I had made a pact—we won't give our body to anyone except our mate.To make that a reality, we've engrossed ourselves in battles and pack meetings, barely having time to spare a lady a glance, coupled with the rumors surrounding my rule about me being too r

KieranThe drive back to my pack was quiet. I kept stealing glances at her at every opportunity I got.She sat beside me, her gaze fixed on the window, as if she wasn't sure what to make out of me. I didn't blame her little distance, with all she's heard about me—and even seen me do, it's expected.“We're going to make her understand she means so much to us and that we're never going to hurt her.” Eros wagged his tail, excited to have his long awaited mate in such close proximity.We hadn't planned on returning with her. We had only wanted to catch another glimpse of her, maybe it could aid my restless heart.But the scene we had met had stripped Eros of his earlier playfulness. I haven't seen him this angry in decades to the point of affecting the weather.He hated the fact that his Luna was being belittled and seeing Rosemary almost hitting Rubyrose had made him snap.Touching his mate was like touching him.And no one dared.Now she's seated beside us, staring at the moonlight, eve

My steps wavered as a frown slowly etched itself between my brows, the smile I wore earlier, fading off with the gentle breeze of the evening as the words dropped from her lips.The downgrading way she referred to me washed off every ounce of politeness I once had in me.Thing?She called me—a thing?Before I could say anything, her voice came up again, cold, biting. “You don't have to introduce yourself. I know who you are already— the one pining for the position of a Luna,” she said, voice dripping with disgust as she stared at me from my bare feet to the loose dress I had on. The smile on her face became a sneer.I felt a sting at her tone, but pushed it aside. “I’m sorry but I didn’t catch your name,” I said, still trying to be polite and respectful.Her lips curved into a mocking smile. “That’s because you’re not worthy enough to know what it is.”My chest tightened. "I beg your pardon," I said, the words leaving my lips before I could even open my mouth. The air of gentleness I o

Rubyrose.Walking over to check out his arm, I had expected to see a thick stash of a burn mark as I lifted his sleeves, but his darkly inked arm was clean.My gaze turned confusing, my brows creasing as I studied the arm like it was a hard calculation.There was no way in hell he was poured hot tea and his skin would still remain this clean—unharmed as it was now. If it weren't for the stain on his white jacket, no one probably would have believed burning hot tea was poured on him. My eyes widened in disbelief as I lifted my head to meet his gaze. His expression was calm but there was obvious worry laced in his eyes. "What's wrong... What's with the look, Ruby?" He asked softly, his voice, having that gentle sweetness that made my heart tingle. "Your arm —there's... there's no burn mark on your arm." I pointed at it and his eyes followed my fingers to his clean arm. At first he was confused and then slowly realization dawned in his eyes. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips—

“Argggghh!!!” I growled in fury, emptying my desk of its contents as I pushed away the files and system sitting on it. The loud clattering sound echoing in the once calm office, pieces of paper flying across the room.Samantha, my beta, flinched at the loud noise, her gaze betraying how worried she was. But I didn't give a damn—I was mad.My breaths pulsed out of my nostrils heavily, rage coloring my face, my chest heaved up and down and my palms curled into a fist. All I could feel was my soul drowning in hate and frustration. I hated that darn bastard. I hated him so much. He wanted my pack, and now my woman?Never!Another loud growl escaped my lips as I recalled the way he had kissed her—the arrogant way he had possessed her."Fuckkk!" I cursed heavily, picking up the vase beside me, I hauled it hard across the room. It hit the wall, shattering to pieces. A broken shard cut across Samantha's arm.I heard her sharp intake of breath but I didn't spare her a second glance. “Max for