Todos os capítulos de The Beta's Temptation : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 6

ESME POVI lay in bed, my body hot and restless as the feelings pulled me under. Cole grabbed my wrist hard, yanking me into the empty room at the back of the pack house, his grip bruising my skin. He slammed the door shut behind us, his eyes dark with something raw and unforgiving. "You think you can just stare at me like that all these years without consequences, Esme?" he growled, pushing me against the wall, his body pressing into mine. I felt his hardness against my thigh and my breath caught as he leaned in, his lips crashing onto mine in a rough kiss that tasted like dominance.His hands roamed over my curves, squeezing my full breasts through my shirt, his thumbs circling my nipples until they hardened under his touch. "You're always hiding, but I see you," he muttered against my mouth, tearing my shirt open with one swift pull. The Buttons scattered across the floor as he exposed me, his mouth descending to suck on my left breast, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. I mo

Esme's POV When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the smell. A mix of clean linen, faint herbs, and antiseptic. It was choking but oddly calming. My vision adjusted slowly and that was when I saw the Pack’s doctor. His gray hair was neatly combed back, his glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose as he flipped through a file.“Miss Esme,” he said quickly, relief flooding his features when he noticed my eyes open. “Thank goodness you’re awake.”I blinked, my mouth dry. “How am I here, sir?” My voice came out weak, rough like I hadn’t used it in years. I tried to move but my body felt heavy.Before he could answer, the door opened. The sound of footsteps that was firm filled the room. I looked to know who it was and it was Cole.The doctor glanced between us and closed his file. “I’ll leave you for a moment,” he said quietly before walking out.The moment he left, the tension grew cold. It was always like this with me when he was close. He leaned against the doorframe, his ha

ESME'S POV It hadn’t even been a full week since Mom’s death anniversary and now I was standing over another grave. My father’s. The irony was almost cruel to be honest. The sun burned weakly through the gray clouds, soft enough that the cold air still bit against my skin. I watched as they lowered the casket into the ground, people whispering, crying, murmuring prayers under their breath. It all felt far away, like I was watching through glass. Cole’s father’s casket lay beside my father’s. The pack’s Beta and Alpha buried side by side. The entire pack had shown up — hundreds of people dressed in black, their faces somber, their voices hushed. Some sobbed openly. Others stared blankly like I did, their minds elsewhere. I should have felt something. Sadness, grief, maybe relief but all I felt was numb. My father… Should I even call him that? He never really was one. He treated me like an obligation, like I was something he regretted bringing into the world. I didn’t cry because