Danganronpa Beta Designs Novels & Stories

It’s a half a day, five days a week, but it gives the instructors a little extra money, and we know that if anything should happen, we’re right there. The packhouse is nearly complete. That has been a blessing for more than one reason. The timing of Cyra’s pregnancy gave us an opportunity to design our Alpha floor the way we wanted it. Knowing we would have a pup right away, we included an adjoining door to the room next to ours so we can have a nursery while our pups are young. Beta Eric has also been able to design his floor for his future mate and pups, and in what I consider my first and best win against Quirin, Landon and Lila have been able to design their own Gamma floor, having chose

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For once, I held his gaze, my fingers tightening around his forearm. His stare met mine, unflinching and charged—a flicker of something unfamiliar. Then, softening, he smiled and brushed a loose strand of hair from my face, his touch lingering just long enough to unsteady me. “Listen,” he said, voice low but firm. “You can’t afford to mess this up. Your mum warned you about your… gifts, didn’t she? Stay sharp. Too much noise in your head, and you’ll lose focus.” Sod this, I thought bitterly, chewing my lip. Every bloody day, another cretin thinking they’ve a right to leer. Why’d I have to be born a Beta?

"It's not like I can say no to Gardenia's Beta." I cut the call and took a piss. Ronan was fast. It took a minute before my phone chimed. I flipped it on one more time and took a look. Five documents. Each of them concerning five different packs. As a Beta, I had surface knowledge regarding other territories. Ashlake had no werewolves. Witches were the dominating supernaturals but the other towns surrounding Ashlake had a completely different story. The Gardenia pack, the Carnation pack, the Marigold pack, and the Aster pack. Four packs to be precise. I dropped the phone in my pocket and picked out a rune quill. A very efficient gift from a witch friend. It took me where I needed to go as lo

We sat on the two-seater couch leaving Dominic and Devon to seat on one of the two other couches. "I'm a werewolf and so is my entire family,” Devon softly started, “I am a beta which is the second in command of the pack. In a pack, there is an Alpha and his Luna who are regarded as the pack leaders then they have their second in command, the beta, and his mate. The beta's mate is the beta female which is what you are,” He softly and cautiously said with his fingers clasped on his lap, “Elena is the Luna of our pack, and her mate whom you haven't met, Landon is the Alpha, but they are both good and kind people." Devon finished.

I can feel eyes on me even when I walk past them. I hurriedly go to the bathroom; Paul is right outside waiting with his arms crossed. I get into one stall. “How is it going with Beta Salvatore?” I hear a girl ask her friend while I help myself. “Well, it’s just a matter of time. He won’t be thinking about that human girl once I work my charm,” one says, and they burst out laughing. “I wonder why he had to go for human. I bet she can’t take his knot,” she replies, and I sigh heavily. Is this thing so important that everyone keeps talking about it?

The Alpha’s daughter abandoned the responsibility of an Alpha, My father was a very taciturn werewolf, a typical alpha, but an atypical father. I saw him less often at home after my mother passed away. I even thought I spent more time at my uncle and aunt's house in my childhood. It was hard for a child to get used to it, but I understood, he needed to distract himself from the truth that mum will not hold our hands anymore. So did I. No matter how hard life was, we still have each other.