All Chapters of the beast eternal obsession : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The Beast: Eternal Obsession“And if I don’t want to finish it?”The reckless question slipped past my lips before I could summon the logic to bite it back.Leonhart’s eyes darkened instantly. It wasn’t with anger this time; it was with something infinitely, something more dangerous.Within a flesh he was on top of me again.All of that coiled, predatory weight settled down against my chest like a dark promise I wasn’t even close to being ready for.“Then you will have yourself to blame for what will happen next,” he said, his voice dropping into a register so low it physically vibrated against my skin.I swallowed hard, desperately hating the fact that my legs refused to unlock beneath his weight. I hated that my own heart was completely betraying me, pounding frantically against my chest as if he had already won the war.“Get off me,” I tried again. My voice came out much weaker this time, lacking any real conviction.He shifted his upper body just enough to brace himself on one musc

the beast eternal obsession *AMELIA’S POV*My hands started trembling as I stood over the stove, trying to focus on the simple task of preparing food for the two of us. But it was entirely impossible. His heavy, intoxicating scent of woodsmoke and winter storms had completely saturated the air, filling every single corner of my tiny kitchen until I felt entirely lightheaded.Noah had left the apartment a few minutes ago after receiving an urgent, panicked phone call from his girlfriend, leaving me completely alone with the predator lurking in my living room.I shook my head hard, desperately trying to clear the thick fog settling over my thoughts.Suddenly, the hair on the back of my neck stood on end. I didn't hear a sound, but I felt the sudden shift in air pressure. Before I could even turn around, a large, heavily muscled arm snaked possessively around my waist, pulling my back flush against his bare, solid chest.I gasped softly at the abrupt contact, but to my absolute horror,

*AMELIA'S POV* My hands were still shaking violently. But it wasn't from fear. God, I wasn’t afraid of him. I wasn’t even afraid when his eyes bled into a piercing gold, when his lethal teeth were bared, or when the entire room smelled heavily of fresh blood and wolf. I was shaking because of the sound he had just made. It sounded like he was being violently torn apart from the inside out, and absolutely no one was allowed to help him. “Let him go!”My voice cracked on the words, turning into a frantic scream. The two massive guards who had accompanied Lyall were holding my arms tightly, and they didn’t budge an inch. Their grips were remarkably careful, yet completely firm. Respectful. It was as if they viewed me as fragile glass and were terrified I would shatter if they squeezed too hard. “Let go of me!” I twisted my body violently, trying to yank my wrists free from their hold, but it was entirely useless. I wasn’t a werewolf. I didn’t possess that kind of unnatural strengt

the beast eternal obsession *Amelia’s POV* The corridor stank of blood and silver and rage. Every step toward the west tower felt wrong. My legs shook, my skin felt too tight, and the heat inside me clawed up my throat every time Leonhart’s howl tore through the stone. Iris kept pace beside me, her hand hovering near mine like she wanted to grab me if I collapsed. "Luna, please,” she whispered. “ if he slips... run.” I won't,I couldn’t answer. Because I didn’t want to run. The door to the cell was iron, old and scarred with claw marks. Even from here I could hear it, the rattle of chains, the wet scrape of claws on stone, the low, broken sound in Leonhart’s throat that wasn’t human and wasn’t quite a wolf yet. I pushed the door open. The sight inside stole the air from my lungs. Leonhart was on his knees, half shifted. Human torso, wolf skull, claws dug so deep into the floor that stone had cracked. Blood ran down his arms in black lines where the silver b

the beast eternal obsession A week had passed since the intensity of the heat episode. I was walking through the pack grounds with Iris trailing faithfully beside me. "Come on, Iris," I said, laughing out loud. "You mean to tell me that Lyall the grumpy, uptight Lyall is married and about to be a father? How?" I honestly couldn't picture it. Lyall was always frowning. I didn't even think the man possessed teeth. "It is true, Luna," Iris replied, smiling softly.My amusement vanished the moment I spotted a figure walking toward us. Her red stilettos clicked sharply against the pavement as she swayed her perfectly rounded hips. She had striking blonde hair, blood-red lipstick, and legs that went on forever. As she passed us, she threw me a cold, mocking glare. My eyes followed her tracking path. "Who is that?" I asked.Iris swallowed hard, her head immediately bowing down. "That is Miss Evelyn, Luna."Evelyn. It was a pretty name, but she radiated an arrogant vibe that instantly