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“Joy. The Water Moon Pack. The pack of celestial beauty and unbearable abs ! The I*******m-filtered werewolves ! You have to know the stories.” I blinked slowly. “You mean the fairytale barbies with bite? Not impressed.” “Not impressed?” he choked. “Have you seen their Beta ? The guy looks like he was sculpted by Michelangelo, then dipped in testosterone. They are all Greek Gods and Goddesses gracing us with their beauty – er – I mean presence !” “So, you’re saying the Alpha’s just a pretty boy with a fan club ?” I teased, knowing full well it would rile him.

Let me paint this bar with his pack. I force Aria down. I lock her behind teeth and bone. I do not use Alpha pressure. I do not let my eyes glow. If I flash my power now, the entire bar erupts, and Eliora gets caught in the crossfire. "This is your last warning," I say. The Beta laughs again, turning his head to look at his three mates. They are all low-tier gang muscle, their scents a rancid mix of unwashed skin and stale adrenaline.

Only the Alphas possess such color and that’s when they enter their Alpha mode. I staggered back as Arnold walked through the door and shut the door tight behind him. “Mate!” He affirmed strongly with a smirk playing on his lips. Bia squealed in excitement as she gave in to the two wolves trying to connect with her. “No…. Please…” I muttered, my vision blurred with tears.

All the horrors she saw, the pain, the deaths, the overflowing sadness and melancholy, all of those are things that shouldn’t be shared with the world. Alora gave her a smile as a form of gratitude and then she stepped out to meet the Great Beta. Brayden has his back facing her outside the door. He was silently admiring a very old painting on the wall about a red wolf howling at the moon. He didn’t need to ask to whom the painting belongs to. The picture itself says a thousand words. Or in this case, two words. “You asked for me, Great Beta?” - Alora cleared her throat before asking

Alpha, the warriors that helped Beta Luca and his family escape… they’ve been eliminated. Good. I smiled, dark satisfaction settling in my gut. Everyone who defies me will meet the same end. I turned and walked back into the room, the scent of sex and smoke still lingering in the air. I opened the drawer beside the bed and pulled out a photo of her. Bella. She was glowing in that picture—wearing a yellow sundress that hugged her curves, soft fabric stretching over her generous cleavage. Her hair was loose, her smile radiant. She looked untouchable.

"I, Alia Salvatore offer you Alpha Jacob Galhart, Luna Clair Galhart, and the Black Shadow Pack myself and my service as the pack Beta Female. May the Goddess bless my life that I may serve this pack into the fullness of my capabilities." "I, Alpha Jacob Galhart..." Alpha Jacob's eyes were looking straight into mine, as I bowed my head to him. "and I, Luna Clair Galhart..." I shifted my gaze to the Luna and bowed down to her as well. "and Black Shadow Pack accepts you, Alia Salvatore as our Beta Female. May the Goddess grant you strength, and a full life that you may serve this pack the same way this pack is willing to serve you back." And it was done. The Alpha and Luna let go of my hand as

said Beta. "That's why he's filthy rich." My mind conjures up the Black Sea Pack's alpha figure. That man has come to my pack twice to melt my heart so that I will release my 10% ownership in the Alpha Julian company, and he will increase his stake in my company. He is really fond of money.

The bastard’s an Alpha, after all, and there’s raw power thrumming through his veins. But he’s not the only one with something to lose. My wolf claws at my insides, demanding blood for the pain Darius caused Eva, for taking Sophia. For thinking he could get away with it. I tackle him to the ground and he bucks beneath me, a surge of strength throwing me off him just enough for him to scramble to his feet. He wipes the blood from his mouth, his eyes glowing with fury and hatred. “You think you can take me? I’m a fucking Alpha1 You’re just a Beta – second fucking best!”

Caius walked past, holding a small box of documents, probably for the faculty office; he hadn’t finished his clearance since he was a new student. One of the Alphas, Ash, one of Miguel's clique who was known for his bad temper, grinned and blocked his way. “You’re that transfer Beta, right? Heard from Dax you've got a mouth. I didn't even arrive school yesterday and a new Beta was insulting my friends. What do you think you are?” Caius stopped, paying no attention to Ash. “I have somewhere to be.” Ash smirked. “Then you’d better ask permission to pass.”

“You sick, delusional, fuck!” “What the fuck?” My father, current alpha of Blackstone, Bart Black, booms across the field. My mother, Beatrice, is at his side, weaving through the crowd. His alpha aura pushing down on all of us. But it doesn’t stop me from beating the life out of my brother. “BANE! ENOUGH!”