Fatal Temptation: Between Two Alphas Novels & Stories

My body screamed for touch, for relief. The air shifted. One by one, they started moving toward me—slow, deliberate steps like predators circling prey. I saw it in their eyes: hunger, raw and feral, the kind that didn’t care about names or vows. The Luna shot to her feet just as the Alpha re-entered, his gaze locking on me first, then scanning the room like he was sizing up a threat. “Stand back,” he barked. The authority in his voice froze some in place, but others… their bodies still twitched with the pull of my scent. I could see the strain in their pants, the shallow rise and fall of their chests as instinct clawed at their control.

My thighs pressed together instinctively as I felt the wetness gathering between them. "You're in heat..." Alpha Damon's voice sounded rough, almost like a growl. And I looked up only to see his gaze had dropped between my legs. His nostrils flared slightly. His fists clenched tight besides him and the darkening look in his eyes told me he wasn't unaffected by this either. "Please..." My voice came out weak as another wave crashed through me.The sensation only growing worse with each minutes. And Despite everything that had happened, despite everything between us, I found myself begging.

He leaned back in his seat, relaxed to the eyes of beholders but he was a second away from snapping the swan neck of the pretty temptress and by the tension in everyone’s body he could tell they all knew it but only the woman didn’t acknowledge it. He could see what they were trying to insinuate and it was boiling his blood. Initially, they anticipated the wench to be his mate but when that didn’t occur, they expected the dolled-up bimbo to seduce him so he will take her as his secret Mistress which wasn’t unheard of for Lycan Alphas’ even after they were mated. He had it all as well versed as a theory: It had been like this for years, just different Alphas and different pretty faces.

But I’m here to change things. The doors opened with a soft creak, and I stepped inside. I knew this chapter by heart. The tension in the air, the weight of their presence was exactly how it was written in the book. Down to the flicker of candlelight on the dark stone walls. Elena closed the door behind me, and immediately, all three of them stood. Three breathtaking men. Three fated Alphas. Three rivals. Their glares bounced between each other like daggers. The air was thick with dominance and heat.

"If they do, then rip them to shreds." "This isn’t over." Trevor growled, ruining the moment between father and son. "You haven’t been made official alpha yet, Ashton." He continued. "That means the position is still open." "You can try to take it if you’d like." Ashton shrugged, wrapping his arms around me and Devlin. "But you won’t succeed." "We’ll see." Trevor countered, turning on his heel. "Continue to be cocky for now. Nothing lasts forever." "I will." Ashton called out to Trevor’s retreating form. "Shows over!" He continued, letting his gaze travel across the crowd of wolves that still surrounded us. "You can leave now."

“Return Tatiana so that she can go through with her engagement to Tempest Storm’s alpha.” At his words, my eyes grow wide with shock, and I realize just how fucking close Tatiana had come to a fate worse than death. Everyone knew of the alpha of Tempest Storm; the man was ruthless and thought of women as nothing more than things to use as he pleased until he was finished with them. “Name something else,” I hiss through gritted teeth. “There’s no fucking way.” “Then we’re done here.”

It was as if he moved through temptation untouched, his focus locked elsewhere. “And then came the unforgivable debacle, the murder of your fated mate,” the Princess lamented, her sigh a heavy, theatrical curtain call. “I was paralyzed. My exemplary son. He had just assumed the pack from my late mate and was so full of promise. He was always so tightly in control, we never imagined he would resort to such violence to resolve a romantic rivalry. Alphas are not known for their diplomacy, but this was beyond the pale. Yet, despite all this, Anna, you are not fated to him.” The challenge was laid bare. It was time for me to seize the steering wheel of this conversation.

Making him seem kike those actors in the movies, the main character, they always look delicious and handsome. I unknowingly lick my lips and squeeze my legs together as I feel my golden apple tingling. What kind of thing is this so early in the morning. For God's sake. What is this big bad Alpha trying to do?! "He takes slow steps towards me, his smile turns into a smirk" Gracious me, I'm just on my bra and panties! Please dear lord, help me over come this temptation! Or I swear I am going to rape this Alpha. I stare at him hungrily as he takes slow, predatory steps towards me.

It pulses violently, then drops to a purr, then spikes again. "Oh god!" I cry out. "It's... I can't catch the rhythm!" "She’s struggling," Alpha says with satisfaction. "Make her beg. Tell her she belongs to the code." "Let her come peacefully," Beta insists. "She belongs to herself." "Just pick one!" I scream, frustration mixing with the arousal. "Stop fighting!" "Never," Alpha growls. "I will win." "I will save her," Beta vows. The room erupts into chaos. Alpha turns the lights red. Beta turns them blue. The room strobes purple.