All Chapters of FORCED TO BE THE VENGEFUL LYCAN’S BRIDE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Cataleya“Seth,” I moan, fisting his shirt. He grabs onto my bare thigh that's wrapped around him, sucking on my neck while he pushes in one more finger inside me, curling them.My eyes roll back in their sockets.“That's it, baby.” He murmurs into my neck. I arch into him, whimpering as my abdomen clenches. “You love that, huh?”“Oh, God,” I pant. “Yes!” my loud moans echo through the spacious bathroom.“Damnit, you feel so good, baby.” He presses his tall, muscular frame against me, stroking my clit and pumping his fingers in and out of me faster.My eyes grow watery because of how good his fingers feel inside me, the dirty moans unfurling from my mouth growing higher in pitch as I approach my release.“Fuck,” I choke out a sob. “I'm going to come.” I rush the words out, my toes curling against the surface of my heels.“Come for me, love.” He groans out in an order and I come undone on his fingers with a long, hoarse cry.I breathe out harshly, my head falling back to rest against t

Cataleya“I'm telling you, Alison. It's unlike him.” I whine to Alison, my best friend, shutting the book lying on my lap. I fiddle with my fingers, my lips twisting in a grimace as I look into the distance. It's past sunset, and the clouds have taken a shade of dark grey. They cast an eerie shadow over the Farrow property. My room overlooks the giant water fountain standing gracefully in the enormous compound of the vintage building.“Cat, breathe.” Alison says dryly. The lack of concern in her tone causes me to look over my shoulder swiftly.The redhead is sitting on the beige couch in my ivory and beige vintage-themed room. One of the straps of her tiny black dress is falling over her shoulders where she's seated. Her slender body is pressed to her knees as she applies an extra coat of polish on her red nails.With her flaming red hair and beautiful soft curves that she rarely keeps hidden in her choice of clothes, Alison's brazen appearance and personality contrasts my tamed, e

Cataleya Conan Farrow is cold, strategic and ruthless. He’ll do whatever he has to do to get what he wants. More often than not, I have heard him tell Calix that the only way to maintain your grasp on power is to do whatever it takes to keep it. But then, deep down, I believed that there was a limit to my father’s desperation for more power and wealth. Calling off my engagement to Zane Van Doren was a harsh reminder of how my father was willing to give up his soul to the devil. When he first imposed the engagement on me, I spent the larger part of my life since then, prepping to become Zane’s Luna. I had to act in the way an Alpha would want. I had to look a certain way. I had to preserve my innocence because according to my father’s conservative traditions, the only man who had the right to get between my legs was my husband. And for months, it was carved and beaten into me that, that man was Zane. My hatred for him meant nothing in the grand scheme of things. I believed th

CataleyaI gaze into the distance, watching the Farrow property that spreads beyond the compound. My mind drifts to Seth. I haven’t seen him since the night of the party, and I can’t exactly go up to Beta Hanson to ask him the whereabouts of his son.It will trigger suspicion.My eyes flicker from the window where I’m sitting when the door to my room opens. It reveals one of the maids with a steaming cup of tea that I’m now achingly familiar with.“Good evening, Heiress.” She mumbles stiffly, approaching me. “The Luna says I must see to it that you take your tea for the night.”I hate the herbs that are often brewed together and brought to me every night.Mother says it aids to wash out my womb, and prep it for swift conceiving. An old recipe of her late Mother, it seems.“I don’t want it.” I mumble dryly.“But—“My harsh stare cuts her off, then my eyes slowly devours her appearance. She’s wearing a hideous black dress, her dark hair neatly tucked in a plain cap. I can see her, but s

Malakai “What do you mean by Cataleya is missing?” I flicked the lighter open and close.Conan looks away from the top to bottom window of my space above one of my clubs. His eyes flicker with impatience but he quickly hides it, not wanting me to sense how desperate he is.For someone whose daughter is missing, he seems oddly calm.“She was taken, Malakai.” He seethes.I barely move from my seat. “How are you so sure she didn’t run away from the Pack?”“Cataleya is not stupid enough to risk the family’s reputation because she craves freedom.”The uptight Princess does seem like she has secrets of her own. I remember the fire and hate in her eyes when I danced with her that night. It intrigued me. Too bad, I’d have to snuff it out for my plan to work.“I told her about her marriage to you.” He reveals.I smirk. “All the more reason for her to have gone into hiding, so that she wouldn’t marry the big bad Lycan.”“She didn’t run.”I cocked my head to the side, amused by his insistence.