Fatal Temptation: Between Two Alphas Mga Nobela at Kwento

I swallowed hard, fighting the primal urge to claim them right then and there. “You’re so tempting,” I muttered under my breath, my control thinning. How could one woman embody such perfection? Her eyes flickered, mirroring the storm within me. She was fighting it too—I could see it, the same desperate restraint. “I’m sorry, Alpha,” she whispered, pushing gently at my chest. “We… we shouldn’t be doing this.” A deep frown etched across my brow. My lips curved into something between a smirk and a snarl. “It seems you’re forgetting something.”

“I believed the woman screaming my name while her lung collapsed. I believed the scent of her terror soaked into my clothes for two days straight. I believed my wolf howling that our mate was dying because one of our own decided she didn’t deserve to breathe.” Silence stretched, brittle and sharp. Torren broke it. “You have changed, Darius.” I barked a laugh that held zero humor. “Changed? I protected what is mine. That’s what alphas do.” “No.” Veyra’s voice cut clean through mine. “Alphas uphold order. You have become reckless and obsessed. Ever since that girl crossed our borders you’ve bent every tradition. You mated her without ceremony. You elevated her rank overnight. You ignored the c

he raises his head and flashes me a sweet smile when he sees me. Making him seem like those actors in the movies.. the male lead.. they always look delicious. I subconsciously lick my lips and squeeze my legs together as I feel my golden apple tingling. What kind of temptation is this so early in the morning? What is this Alpha trying to do? He takes slow steps towards me, his smile turns into a smirk... Goodness! I'm just wear a bra and panties. Please God help me overcome this temptation, Or I swear I'm gonna rape this Alpha.

The shameful, traitorous peak of pleasure that had torn through me as he filled me. I pressed my thighs together, and the ache pulsed deep inside. His seed had dried against my skin, a crusted brand that marked me as his. I curled into myself, my breath hitching. I had come on his cock. I had screamed. My body had sung for my enemy while my mind drowned in ash. A Beta woman entered with a basin, her movements soft, practiced. She did not meet my eyes. "The Alpha requests your presence at supper," she said, setting the water down. "He asks that you are clean and dressed."

My pussy spasmed around my fingers, juices soaking my hand as I whimpered his name again, biting my lips to contain the sound. I collapsed back, my chest heaving and aftershocks trembling through me. My wolf settled, sated for now, but the ache lingered. I pressed my hands to my chest, feeling my heart race beneath my palms. This was dangerous, foolish even. He was the alpha, and so far above my station that even thinking of him this way was laughable. But I couldn't stop. ****** I woke up the next morning with barely two hours of sleep behind me, and my mind was still tangled in dreams of ice blue eyes.

To every other person, he was Alpha Tyler, Prince of the Moon Shine Pack, son to the most feared alpha in SilverCrest, and he's on his way to inheriting the position of the general commander of SilverCrest. But to me, he was just stormy grey eyes, a handsome devil who sleeps around and finds it fun to break girls' hearts like one would break used toys and to pick on people that are below him and treat them as if they're trash. And someone like that turned out to be my mate. "Aaaaaaarghhhh," I screamed into my pillow with sheer frustration and pent-up anger and I felt another round of tears well up in my eyes. I didn't deserve this at all.

It all just feels so wrong. Even now that she's a grown woman, it still feels so sinful. That's why I'm doing my best to step away from every point of temptation. That's why I'm locked up in my study now, trying to drown out every detail about her from tonight. From the way she looked to the way she smelled and the way she smiled at me. No. I just can't do it. "You're an Alpha, for the love of the moon goddess," Donovan curses. "Not only that, you are the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. You're the most powerful out there, the strongest. Why are you backing down from destiny?"

He tricked me into coming here after all and I'll make sure he pays dearly for it but now. I needed to trap my prey With her bare foot on the tiled floor, she walked forward, closing the distance left between us. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her breast pressed to my chest. "Alpha Storm," she whimpered softly, her hand moving down my chest, as if she was hoping she could feel my heartbeat. Her eyes lingered on my chest and the more she did that, the more I could feel her thirst for blood. Her thirst to kill....

“Adultery isn’t accepted here in Phantom Moon, Alyssa. You think you know everything about Dante and me, but you don’t. He is an Alpha. He is bigger and greater than anyone you have ever met, and he treated me with more respect in a few days than you and your pack did in 18 years. So, I won’t stand here and let you speak ill of him, not after everything he’s done, not after the way he has treated me. You are the one who’s wrong here, Alyssa. Not me. Not Dante.” Her face twisted in shock, but I could see the crack in her confidence, the slight shift in her posture. I said further, “And how will you know the impact of fated mate? You are an unmarked Luna which could implicate that your Alpha i