110: This isn't mine

Julian I arrived at the palace with fury and rage. I stood in the dim light of the hallway corridor, my shadow stretching long against the stone wall. I spotted Freda; she was probably going to her room or doing that last routine check before it was bedtime for the others."Freda," I called, calm but authoritative.She turned instantly. Upon seeing me, her head bowed low, her hands trembling as she clasped them together in front of her. She walked toward me. "Yes, Alpha?""I need the tea," I said, my voice low, a secret, dangerous hiss. "The new batch. Bring me all of it. Now."She nodded without questions, and she scurried away. In less than seconds, she returned with the package wrapped in a paper bag in a way that made it unidentifiable.I snatched it from her hands and marched toward the door. I wanted the night air to cool the fire in my blood, but it only made the flames grow.A few minutes later, I was in the car, alone. No guard. I didn't request one. I drove to the edge of t

111: The snake in the garden

Julian The air in the shack felt like it was freezing over. I stared at the pile of brown powder on the table. It looked innocent. It looked like medicine. But to me, it looked like a betrayal that cut deeper than any blade. "That’s impossible," I snapped, my voice cracking in the small room. "This is exactly what I took from the palace. The maid in charge of the Luna’s tea is the one who brought it to me directly this evening as per my order." The Old Woman didn't flinch. She just looked at me with those milky, ancient eyes. "I don't care who brought it to you, Alpha. I know my craft. I know the scent of the death I brew. This? This is not it. This is something else entirely." A short, nervous, yet awkward laugh escaped my mouth. I stepped closer, my shadow looming over her. "Are you trying to play games with me? Are you trying to maneuver your way out of a mistake? Because if you gave me the wrong batch and Diane is growing stronger because of your clumsiness, I will make sure y

112: Price of loyalty

Freda. I was in the middle of a dream when the sound started. It was a heavy, rhythmic thumping on my door. My room in the servants' quarters was always quiet, tucked away in the back of the palace. I sat up, my heart jumping into my throat. "Freda! Open up! Alpha’s orders!" I rubbed my eyes, my mind spinning. The Alpha? It was nearly midnight. He had already taken the tea bundle from me earlier that evening. Why would he want me now? A cold feeling started in my stomach. Whenever Alpha Julian called for someone, it was never to say thank you. It gave my blood pressure a lift. Each call from him was for mischief, and I knew it. I opened the door, shivering in my thin nightgown. Two guards stood there. They didn't look at me. Their faces were like stone. "The Alpha requires your attention," one said. His voice was cold. "Is he in the study?" I asked, my voice small and shaking. "Just follow us." “One second, let me change this…” “Come with us, Freda. Now!” We didn't

113: Alpha's men

Dom I parked my bike at my usual spot in the pack house parking lot. I had just returned from the club, and from the atmosphere, I could tell it was late. I needed rest. Once I got inside, I bumped into someone—someone I had been dodging like a flea. I didn’t want to see her. Not now, or ever. Stella She was looking around as if searching for someone or trying to figure something out. Then, her eyes landed on me. I noticed the way her expression shifted the moment our gazes met. She stepped toward me. One step. Then another. Until she was close enough. Too close. “Beta, long time no see,” she said, grinning from ear to ear. I didn’t want to have this conversation, but I felt I had to. After the risk she had taken for me, I felt like I owed her. “It’s Dom,” I corrected. My voice came out more like a dismissal than a correction. “Sorry, my bad,” she apologized, shyly tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “How’ve you been?” she asked, trying to restart the conversation.

120: Tangled

DomI didn't even think twice about it. I just hurried out of the pack house with long, powerful strides.By the time I got outside, there was no trace of them. Only the faint smell of fossil fuel in the arena.My instincts kicked in almost immediately.They had left. And I was sure of that.I walked towards my bike, quickly roaring the engine to life. At first, it made loud sounds, the kind that could be heard from miles away. Not until I pressed a button did it fall dead silent. It was a feature on my bike that I built in for emergencies. The type of emergencies where I needed to be a shadow. Just like now.I surged the bike forward, letting the cool night air hit my face, my hair flying across it, but not enough to block my vision.In a couple of minutes, I spotted a black SUV. The one that was only used in the palace. And I knew it had to be them.I followed their trail, trying to be a shadow. I couldn't risk being seen at this point.After what felt like thirty minutes, the SUV c

All Chapters of Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA : Chapter 111 - Chapter 115

110: This isn't mine

111: The snake in the garden

112: Price of loyalty

113: Alpha's men

120: Tangled