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Even if she lied under my body, being fully aroused by my touch and lure, her soul was free, like a bird not willing to be caged. “Father is always doing something wrong in his life,” I rasped with a snorted, “but there’s one thing he has been correct. The mate bond is a curse. You do have every reason to hate me, Valerie. But remember, I can give up anything for you, even the Red Moon.” Her eyelids fluttered before she frowned slightly in disbelief. Lips parted with no comeback. I sucked in an inhale and released the grip on her chin, leaning backward to eye her in distance.

He said as he began to read the system message. [Welcome Claude Grey, I am your System. You have been successfully Reborn. Due to your impressive speed, animalistic/wild tendencies and understanding of the canine species you have been given the class of...Beast Tamer, along with the Skills, "(Bestial Assistance.)" and "(Beast Trait.)". You've also been given a +5 in the Speed and Willpower stat. Further information on class and Skills can be accessed at a later time if you wish it. Congratulations on your Rebirth, Claude. Remember, you are in control of the beasts...don't let them control you.]

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

Till she was left with just her mouth hanging open, eyes watering and a deeply sated, crazed look in her eyes, ready to go off anytime from now. "It's nice meeting you, my precious mate," Beast growled softly into her, taking a wicked bite of her earlobes that made her toes curl, "I'm Elijah's wolf...Beast!" Like he had just pulled the trigger with that introduction, Rhiannon exploded in his arms. Everything spiralled in her head, and she thrashed while crying out his name. She heard him groan, his cock growing inside of her right before he followed behind with a shudder. He burned her with his seeds, deep into her body and soul.

They happened right before he proceeded to claim me like an animal so they barely registered in my mind afterwards. But this. This had been different. I could feel it. I had tasted him, really tasted him for the first time. And I wanted more. I'd opened up to it. Leaned into the kiss. If my hands hadn't been bound, I would have wrapped my hands around his neck and deepened the kiss. I didn't need to anyway, he'd pulled me into himself on his own. Holding onto the back of my head like he was anxious I would pull away. I didn't. I couldn't.

Ferris asked darkly raising the eyebrow. Hazel bit her lips before she looked straight in his eyes, saying, “yes, you are beast. My loving beast.”

I want to stay here in this dream together with him, together with Demonte Damelo. "This is a dream, right. If this is a dream I don't want to wake up. I don't want you to leave me," I said holding his hands with mine in a pleading way. "No... This isn't. This is real. I am real and everything in front of you is real. I am here Belle. I am here just for you. I promise I will never leave you," he said as he hugged me tighter in his arms. So, this is real.

“Now I’m no virgin. The beast had me, but wants more.” “This is my fate and it has been sealed.” – Ava Goodchild … “I want you.” Caspian purred out. “To bear my pups as my mate.” Closing it off with a kiss. I closed my eyes, taking in the sensation of his hands roaming over my body. His angelic voice and dark long hair sweeping across his face beautifully. All like a magical fantasy. “Do you want it too? Do you want me?” he asked.

“No!…get away from…help!….Nola-“ The distant caw of a girl’s shout reached my ears and I scrambled out of bed again to bang on the door, before pressing my ears to it, the ring of the silence that followed twisting my heart to an unhealthy knot in my chest. “Amelia? Dennis!… Layla is that you?” I screamed, flexing my ears to listen to the air and knocking a hand to my ribs as a wave of dizziness fell over me. How long had we been in the beast’s den? Would the village Alpha be looking for us too? Even if it was just the bones they were after? I had zero doubts that Alpha Romero would chain us and throw us back to the beast if we ever made it out and back to the village. What with his pompous

"That's fear." "Is it?" He set down the glass, stalked toward me like a predator. I backed up until I hit the wall. He caged me in, arms on either side of my head, close enough that I could smell his cologne and the whiskey on his breath. "Fear and desire look remarkably similar, princess. But I can tell the difference." "You're delusional." "Am I?" His hand came up to trace my jawline, feather-light. "Then why are you trembling?"