All Chapters of FATED TABOOS: A Spicy Werewolf Erotica Collection: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

MAYA’S POVThe thing about being the daughter of two pack Alphas is that everyone treats you like you’re made of glass. Breakable. Precious. Something to be protected and kept safely tucked away behind iron gates and armed guards.It’s suffocating.My father, Alpha Rob Ashford, leads the Crescent Falls pack—one of the oldest and most powerful packs on the East Coast. We’ve got territory that spans three states, wealth that most human billionaires would envy, and enough political power in the shifter world to make other Alphas nervous.Our estate reflects that power. Twenty acres of pristine land surrounded by walls that look decorative but are actually reinforced steel. Security cameras hidden in every tree. Guards stationed at every entrance, all of them wolves from our pack who’d die before letting a threat through.I grew up in this gilded cage, and I’ve been trying to break free since I was old enough to understand what freedom meant.But then my uncle, Alpha Marcus of the Norther

DAMONI am so completely fucked.Standing in Rob’s Alpha suite, surrounded by his scent and his authority, trying to will my cock to calm down after his daughter just pressed every single one of my buttons.When Rob called me last week and asked if I could stay at the estate while they dealt with Marcus’s rogue problem, I should have said no. Should have made up an excuse about pack business or territorial issues or literally anything else.But I didn’t. I said yes.Because I’m a weak, selfish bastard who wanted to spend two weeks alone with Maya.The Moon help me.It started three years ago, the night of her first shift. I’d been there—Rob had asked me to be present in case she needed help controlling the wolf. Some young shifters struggled with their first transformation, needing an Alpha’s dominance to bring them back.But Maya had shifted like she’d been doing it her whole life. Smooth, controlled, and beautiful. Her wolf was pure white with pale gold eyes, smaller than a male but

DAMONI stay out until after midnight, running patrols I don’t need to run, checking security protocols that are already perfect, doing anything I can to avoid going back to that house.Because if I go back while Maya’s still awake, I’m going to do something we’ll both regret.The way she looked at me. The way she pressed against me. The way she fucking smelled—arousal and pheromones so potent my wolf was screaming at me to pin her down and claim her.I’d almost done it. Had been half a second away from kissing her when Derek’s text came through.Saved by the fucking bell.I drive around the perimeter one more time, checking in with each patrol team, before finally accepting that I can’t stay out here all night.When I pull up to the house, all the lights are off except for a dim glow from upstairs. Maya’s room.My wolf perks up immediately. She’s awake.No. Absolutely not.I let myself in quietly and head straight upstairs, keeping my eyes firmly away from her door.In the Alpha suit

MAYA Sera’s my best friend, but she’s also got a massive crush on Damon. Has since we were teenagers. And she’s always been competitive with me about everything. I watch as she climbs out of her car, wearing a tiny dress that barely covers anything. Three unmated males from our pack are with her—Tyler, Brock, and Mason. All of them strong, good-looking, probably here because they can smell me even from outside the gates. “I didn’t invite them,” I say quickly. “I know.” Damon’s voice is tight. “But we can’t turn them away without causing issues. They’re pack.” Sera’s already knocking on the door, her voice calling out. “Maya! I know you’re in there! Come on, let us in!” Damon looks at me, and I can see the frustration in his eyes. “Get dressed. Something that covers more skin. Now.” The Alpha command in his voice makes my wolf want to obey immediately, but I resist. “You don’t get to tell me what to wear.”

MAYATwo days after my father comes home, the full moon rises.I’m restless. Agitated. My wolf is pacing and snarling, furious that we’re stuck here instead of with Damon.Dad notices, of course.“You okay, sweetheart?” he asks at dinner. “You seem tense.”“Just the moon,” I say, pushing food around my plate. “You know how it is.”He nods sympathetically. “Why don’t you run with the pack tonight? Might help.”“Maybe.”But I don’t want to run with the pack. Don’t want to be surrounded by wolves who aren’t him.I want Damon.After dinner, I retreat to my room and try to distract myself. But nothing works. All I can think about is those five minutes in his arms. The way he kissed me like he was drowning and I was air. The way he felt pressed against me.The way he left without fighting for me.My phone buzzes. A text from an unknown number.*How are you holding up?*My heart jumps. I know that tone, even in text form.*”Damon?”**Yeah. Got your number from your dad’s phone. Hope that’s o