บททั้งหมดของ The Beta’s Unwilling Bride: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Tessa POVHis words sends goosebumps and shivers down my spine.I continue to stand there, still half in my bra and G-string.Sebastian’s eyes roam over me again, his smile cold and emotionless. “You’ve missed me too, right?.” My skin prickles under his gaze,anger and that unwanted pull from our bond comes but I resist it. I won’t let him see me weak.His fingers brushed my face gently.“Get your hands off me,” I snap, stepping back, but he doesn’t seem to give up. His lips curved out some smile and then he took another step, his fingers now on my shoulder, tracing lightly and, possessively.He tilts his head, that calm expression never disappearing. “Why fight it, Tessa? You’re mine. Always have been.” His voice is low, emotionless.“I’m not yours,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest to cover up. “I rejected you, remember? Or was that just a joke to you?”He chuckles softly, no warmth in it, and closes the gap between us. His hand slides to my waist, gripping firm enough to hold

Alaric’s POVI read the letter from the elders of my pack twice before setting it down. The words stare back at me, written in that formal script they always use for these things. “Supreme Alpha Alaric,” it starts, “as per the ancient traditions of our pack, passed down through generations, an alpha must secure the future of the bloodline. If you do not claim a mate or choose one within the allotted time, the pack elders are duty-bound to select a suitable Luna on your behalf. We have deliberated long and carefully. Selene has been chosen. She shares no blood relation with you, making her eligible. She is strong, knowledgeable in pack affairs, and would serve as a dedicated wife and Luna. Her loyalty is proven, she understands our ways deeply. The mating ceremony is set for two full moons from now. This ensures stability and an heir for the pack.”I clench my jaw and stare at the papers on my desk, my mind running through options. At this point, my hands are tied. The pack needs a Lu

Selene’s POVEverything is going exactly as I planned, like a chess game where I’m three moves from checkmate. The scent I’ve been using on Alaric is working better than I ever dreamed, wrapping him around my finger. His eyes go soft when I’m near, his body leans toward me, craving me without even knowing why. I can feel his alpha strength bending to my aura, his will crumbling under my influence. Becoming Luna is so close I can taste it, the power, the respect, the pack bowing at my feet. My plan is simple but not easy. To keep Alaric under my spell, lock in his commitment before the elders’ deadline of two full moons, and make sure Tessa, that wretched fool of a girl, stays far away from my man. The pack will see me as their Luna, untouchable, commanding, the perfect mate for their alpha. But there’s a problem in my victory, a festering thorn that keeps me from savoring it fully. Every time I touch him from the last time, every time his breath catches under my hands, it’s her nam

Selene’s POVImmediately after the call, my phone buzzes, and I glance at the screen to Sebastian’s message with the address of some luxurious hotel at the outsketch of ironclaw and Frostbane pack in a smaller pack territory where we aren’t recognized. A slow smile curls my lips. “I’m gonna enjoy this,” I murmured to myself, my voice almost a purr, imagining the size of his member as I bit the down side of my lips sexily. “I wanna explore every damn sex position with this dude. All the ways he can make me feel.” The thought of Sebastian, those broad shoulders of him, that dangerous beta aura, the rumors about his skills in bed only sends a thrill through me. My wolf, Seraphina, positive energy fills in my head., I change into something better and grab my dark cloak, pull the hood up, and slip out of the pack house. The moon’s high, half-full, casting silver light across the pack lands as I move. The hotel’s a half-hour drive, and when I pull up, the place is rundown, the kind of s

Tessa’s POVHer eyes dart to the door again and before I can say anything back, the door bursts open and there he stands, Sebastian, beta presence filling the doorway.His dark hair is neatly combed back, handsome and hot as always. Those cold eyes land on us without a flicker of warmth. He’s wearing his usual black shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, showing the veins in his forearms that always make him look ready for a fight. My heart drops into my stomach in fear. Did he hear anything? Oh moon goddess, did he overhear me begging Mira to take me to Alaric?I freeze on the bed, my body going stiff under the sheets. My face must be a mess, puffy eyes from crying, cheeks still streaked with tears but now terror twists my features as he enters.Sebastian’s presence sucks all the air out of the room. He’s not yelling or storming in like some raging alpha; no, he’s calm, too calm, his both hands now into his pockets. That’s what scares me most about him. “What did you just say?” Se