Beta Readers Meaning Novels & Stories

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Lina sighed in defeat, though she couldn't hide the smile on lips. A low scoff had my eyes pulled towards the owner. The brunette met my eyes while raising his brow on me. It was the first time I really took in his features, I wonder what his name is. I always saw them collectively together which I assume they must have been really close with each other. I squinted my eyes towards him, assessing him before my eyes bulged. He's a Beta. But how can he produce that much aura which could go in par with an Alpha?

Gods dammit. Something else is wrong with this girl. I hate to say it but I don’t know if I could put up with the emotional turmoil a mate like this would give me.. They tell you about war. They tell you about running the pack, the finances, the hierarchy. They tell you that being a good Alpha comes with discipline, compassion and strict character. But they do not tell you that your Beta may become a world ending wolf if his rage is unchecked from the evils that are threatening his mate. They tell you how mates strengthen you and how if your mate is threatened or harmed it sends you into a rampage that sometimes you can’t control or would even be in your right mind to.

I told him because I had a feeling, I wasn’t going to like whatever he had going on in that head of his. “Fair enough, so I guess I will just try to get out as much as I can before you can say anything. As you know, I am the Beta of the pack. With being Beta, I have certain access to certain things. Not only that but because I also have Alpha blood, I have a little more sway.” Eric began. As he was talking, I couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes glistened in the light of the room. I had never been one to look someone in the eyes when they spoke since it made me uncomfortable. With him though, I didn’t want to look anywhere else.

“Look, Aurelia. I’m just trying to look out for you….” “Oh stop, Rune!” She bellowed. “I am overly capable of taking care of myself! Why the fuck do you care? You aren’t my boyfriend or anything!” I clenched my jaw. She was right. I wasn’t her boyfriend. I was just her Beta—a role I had taken just so I could look after her. But now it seemed like I wasn’t ever going to be anything but that in her eyes. Aurelia’s eyes were still burning in rage, and when she stared at mine, they faltered—a flicker of guilt behind the rage. She muttered something intelligent before going back to the dresser. And that was the end of the conversation.

Illebaye asked Madam, please there is someone looking for you downstairs. The maid said outside the door of Illebaye's room. Who is it? Illebaye asked Madam, it's Beta Marcus. The maid said Alright, you go ahead I will join him soon. Illebaye said to the maid. Mom, who is a beta? Ethan asked Well, son a beta is just like the special advice of the king. And he also help the Alpha in guarding the pack and the pack members.

I was blinking like a fool, listening to his reasons. After talking to Beta Andrew, I realized something that I was unable to understand before. And Brad's behavior with his mate forced me to look at the real picture. Beta Andrew was not my punishment. But Brad would have been. Who would have known that the kind and caring Brad in front of the whole world, was actually a bully and a psychopath behind the closed doors.

The distance was short—easy to jump. I leapt down and stood before her. She was small and pretty. "Your hair is red. I’ve never seen it before," she said. I found her funny and giggled. "You can touch it if you want." Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she gently tapped my hair, visibly amazed. "Betas are the warriors of a pack. They fight and protect everyone. They’re strong-willed. Don’t be sad that you’re a beta. You’re pretty, too," I said with a reassuring smile.

Being a Beta means she'll never understand the overwhelming biological imperatives that drive Alphas and Omegas, but she's witnessed enough designation drama to recognize genuine distress. Riley's expression softens as she folds one of Lyric's sweaters, inhaling the faint scent of lavender fabric softener. Being a Beta means she'll never understand the overwhelming biological imperatives that drive Alphas and Omegas, but she's witnessed enough designation drama to recognize genuine distress.

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