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I. "Nobody is going to touch you. Not while I'm around. They will all know that you're my mate; they can sense it, and no one likes to mess with another alpha's omega unless they're crazy. Trust me, darling. I'm not leaving you alone. Not this time. If they even try to touch you, I will rip their throat out." Ash raised an eyebrow. "What's up with alphas and wanting to rip throats out?" Alex chuckled. "Ripping another alpha's throat out means that they've won. You don't need to worry about it, darling."

As Alpha Malik made his way back inside the palace, a heavy cloud of hurt and betrayal engulfed him, obscuring the warmth and love Aurora had once ignited within his heart. With each step, his pain deepened, casting shadows on the memories of their shared moments. Unknown to him, a sense of urgency tugged at his soul, compelling him to seek out Aurora. He couldn't fathom the reason behind this inexplicable need, but he was certain that when she woke up, she would face the consequences of her deception. And as for Evans, Alpha's blood boiled with disbelief at the thought of his supposed ally supporting Aurora in fooling him. The mere idea was unfathomable, and he vowed that Evans would pay de

I had no way of knowing. And did I want it to? That was a lot easier: yes. Yes, I did, I wanted it so badly I was paralyzed. Alphas can’t be trusted. Alphas always lie, always take, never give. Alphas don’t love anyone but themselves. That had been my mantra for most of my life. And part of me still believed it.

Instead the Alphas dive straight into discussions of the war, and as enamored as they may have been to meet a living demi-goddess, the consensus is far from supportive. “Alpha Dominic, we were all extremely concerned when we heard of the attack on your convoy and we’re beyond relieved that you’re alright.” The Storm Forest leader begins. I sense the ‘but’ coming already, though it’s no surprise – I’d feared this Alpha would pose difficult. “But the fact remains the incident proved your war is already bleeding over into our territory.”

Omar’s POV Whenever I managed to catch a breath from clashes with Waltherran monsters, I used it to watch our Alpha shattering countless demons and beasts. And damn, our Alpha is a lethal killing machine. He is a celestial being and son of the Moon Goddess. I cannot count how many demons he killed in the past few hours. And you cannot see even a smidgen of exhaustion on him. At one moment, six gigantic monsters, which were towering over him with bodies that were at least two times his size, were attacking him. And he slaughtered them with such swiftness and precision that I barely managed to catch his movements with my eyes. Their heads and limbs were dispersed around him in a spectacular ex

I would rather take their blow than being killed in the upcoming war. “You all should be grateful to be given a mate like her. I don't know what men want these days. When given a weak mate, they will complain. Now you've been blessed with a brave and powerful mate like my daughter here, you want her to remain indoors and watch our enemies snuff the lives out of her loved ones?” Alpha Rodriguez grunted, a slight annoyance laced in his tone.

She knew, in the recesses of her consciousness, that resistance was futile, that the allure of the alpha was too potent to deny. Lucas's hands, possessive and sure, ignited a fire within her, unravelling inhibitions and unravelling her shirt. Against the cold surface of the kitchen counter, Jessica succumbed, her existence defined by the convergence of passion and feral desires. In the aftermath, sprawled on the cool kitchen floor, panting and intertwined, Jessica grappled with the realisation that she had submitted to her alpha in a way she never thought possible. Yet, as she gazed up at Lucas, a lingering fear gnawed at her—a fear of the feral urges she had unleashed

“…you’re simply the weakest alpha in the wild west. I mean—” “Hold your tongue!” I shouted. He shouldn't be speaking to my father like he was a common thief. I balled my fists and eyed the blue-eyed werewolf in front of me. I took a lungful of air, restraining myself from punching him right between the eyes. My father, the Alpha of the Talons, sat on his throne, saying nothing. He merely stared at me in anger, as did the other three members of his court.

he said to me and I looked at him in wonder. "Why do you need me to come with you?" I asked him because I couldn't understand why he needed me or what I could possibly do for him. Plus, I've always found the Alpha intimidating. In fact, to be honest, I'm scared of the man and can't bear to be in the same room as him. But I couldn't say those things to Darrell.

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