Fatal Temptation: Between Two Alphas Novels & Stories

The acceptance that came without a fight and the rejection that came after without a second thought. Hunter held Angelo by the arm and they went to a corner of the room and talked in voices hushed enough that even with my heightened wolf hearing I couldn't deduce what they were saying. I gave up on trying to hear them and began to lightly massage my sore shoulder- from the latest beating. "What's your decision little one? Be with the Alpha or give me what I asked for and return to hell?" The Beta's somewhat warm gaze turned a complete 180° in an instant. I knew the good side of him had disappeared but I was stuck!

It was time to unbalance them, he decided stepping away from Morgana and crossing to stand in front of Heath, aware that Rhett, a loyal and true mate, prepared to defend the other man if needed. “Aislen needs to be warmed up to this,” Talen said softly, taking the sex swing from Heath’s hands, and then broke the lock of their gazes – not an act of submission, but one of dismissal of the protocol and dominance struggle. In doing so, he sent the message clearly to the other alpha that he didn’t not feel the need to compete, because he knew that he was above it.

I had sworn never to rest until I made her pay for the disrespect. Fortunately for me, the moon goddess also wanted to make me do the right thing, which was revenge and so she gave her to me as my mate. I was so happy when I found out she was my mate. I made sure to make her feel like the queen that she never was. I made her fall deeply in love with me and I felt the best day to strike was her twenty birthday and so I did. I felt solace and joy on seeing her weep like the beggar she was. She was a nobody, a stupid Omega in her worthless and strengthless pack but had the audacity to slap and humiliate me, Armando Luca, son of the great Luca Beckett, the Alpha of the strongest pack.

Stronger. I fall asleep in his arms, but before I do, a thought crosses my mind. It’s incredible that after everything, every bitter argument and hurtful revenge plan, I’ve ended up here, right in his arms. I realize that this is not because we stopped fighting. It’s because we finally stopped pretending. Or I did. In the end, I was tempted by my rogue Alpha once again. For once, I’ve come to terms with that. There’s something stronger between us, something that feels a lot like fate. The fire kept us clashing against each other is the same one drawing us together at the end of the day.

She practically devoured me, moving at a crazy rhythm, back and forth, almost mimicking the most sacred act that can exist between an Alpha and his Luna. In a short time, our frenzy changed into vigilance. The beast was close, almost breathing into my neck. I withdraw slowly, not losing touch with the emerald in her eyes. So I wrapped Teresa into a tight embrace, almost covering her eyes, looking for shelter in the hollow of my neck; at this point, I tried a connection with this renegade. I dipped my face into her hair and my eyes instantly turned red.

“As Luna, I will not allow any barbaric thing to take place and I will not allow Cult to stain his hands with a bloodshed that could be avoided.” Quietly, I watch as the scenario unfolds in front of me. And as I watch accurately, I see that Cult's fingers and sharp edges are showcased immediately. I’m shocked by the structure of his claws—I have never seen something like it before. Does Cult want to torture Emmanuel with that? I guess we are not far from the barbaric society at the end of the day. This is what Alpha’s will do to keep their position and their seat as alpha—it’s their enemies punishment. Should I stop him? Should I step in?

Between past and possibility. Between the two men willing to tear the world apart for her. And the chapter ends on her breath— caught halfway between one Alpha’s touch… and another Alpha’s claim.

Heat. I was going to lose my fucking mind. --- TALIA It was chaos. The kind I never knew I liked. Devyn underneath me, gasping like he didn’t know who was in charge anymore. Juno behind me, her tongue hot on my skin. Our hands tangled, bodies moving, sweat mixing. This wasn’t love. It was betrayal turned power. A threesome made of ego and punishment. I rode Devyn hard, nails clawing down his chest, letting every thrust remind him that I chose to be here. That this wasn’t forgiveness—it was dominance.

temptation. Because ending it ending everything would be easy. simple. certain. and all I had to do was step forward. zayden’s grip tightened. but the space between us began to stretch. Pulling. Separating. because now the choice was mine. and the Alpha was waiting for my answer.

My body moved before my brain caught up. “What?” Bryan looked up, bleary-eyed and unimpressed. “Delton’s an Alpha. He’ll be there. Alpha Night is my shot—I get close to him, I pull the strings.” Bryan’s expression darkened. He leaned back, arms crossing, jaw clenched. “And if he doesn’t show?” “Don’t be so negative, Bry,” I snapped, whirling to face him fully. “You’ve been acting off for days.” His eyes locked with mine. Cold. Distant. “Just be careful, Terra. You’re not playing a game anymore. You’re playing with fire. And fire burns.”