My Beast Son's In Heat の小説・ストーリー

In my past life, I still clung to the bond of blood, soft-hearted enough to invite wolves into my home—only to be killed by them. This time, I wanted no ties with my parents. Yet they still thought I was someone they could trample on. My eyes burned red as I slapped Celie twice across the face, hard. Father's expression darkened. He raised his arm as if to strike me. But Felix stepped in immediately, blocking him. Even in human form, beastmen were massive. At nearly one meter ninety, Felix towered over him. I watched Father's bravado crumble in an instant and couldn't help but laugh.

“He’s been… different lately. Really needy and cranky. He’s been picking fights, and nothing I do seems to make him happy. I snapped at him earlier, and he started crying, saying I’m a bad Alpha.” My father chuckles softly, and the sound catches me off guard. “Landon, I think I know what’s going on.” I frown, confused. “What do you mean?” “Tyler’s getting close to his first heat,” my father explains, his voice way too amused for my liking. “Omegas tend to get like this when they’re halfway to their heat. They become needy, bratty, and uncomfortable in places that don’t feel right for nesting.” Shit.

He didn’t blink. He held my gaze, steady as stone. Then he dropped the match. “I’m Tristan Cox.” The name sat there, echoing in the silence like a scream that no one else could hear. For a long moment, neither of us spoke. I stared at him. The man who had invaded my life, shadowed every step, moved pieces across a board I hadn’t even realized I was standing on. “What the hell did you just say?” “I’m Osman's son. His first son,” he said calmly. “My mother was Janice Chase. They were together long before your mother. She was the woman he loved. Before the empire. Before the mask. She carried me in secret while he built a legacy out of lies.”

Any beastkin engaging in relations with a human under 18 would be immediately neutralized, regardless of whether or not it was consensual. "You know I'm a clean freak. I don't like her touching you." Lisa nuzzled his neck and pouted. "Please, Salem. Can't we be each other's firsts?" After a long while, Salem hoarsely replied, "Alright."

Beast lost his cool as he saw that man, but, in a few seconds, he composed himself. “Beast, everything is ready.” Basim and Meher came to the torture room. Everyone was looking at the Beast with a wondering face that how difficult it is for him to keep himself under control. But how long? Finally, he has to vent out his anger? He gestured his man to bring an axe for him. With a scary look on his face, that man was gazing at Beast.

He had already decided to show off all his pets to her Mom, and he was pretty sure that she would definitely like them. Poor Alisha being unconsciously tortured by love of the father and son pair. ............

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

Her sweet scent whispered in the night air, faint but distinct, teasing my senses and pulling me in her direction like an invisible thread. My heart raced. She was on the other side of the park. Was she in her wolf form? Some omegas never shifted, but I’d heard of a few who did. The urge to change into my wolf and track her pumped through my veins. But a wolf roaming through the city wouldn’t go over well. I didn’t care, but I didn’t want the locals trigger-happy and putting down innocent animals.

Now everything was clear in his mind. The flames howled louder now, as if they knew someone had defied them. Agustin tightened his hold around Innara— her head limp against his chest, one arm loosely curled over her rounded belly. She was light. Too light. Her body was trembling even in unconsciousness. Every instinct in him screamed to move faster. Even if she was unconscious the mother inside her wasn't ready to let any harm come to her baby. He turned from the room just as a burning beam collapsed behind him, splintering the floor where she had laid only seconds ago.

"We will think of something." "He's mine too. He's my son. I don't know what to do anymore." I kept mumbling over and over again. —----------------------- FULL MOON. AMARA. I had just gotten out of the shower when I received a mindlink from Mom to meet her at the nursery, where an omega was watching over Colton. Jace was still out in the forest with Tyler and Austin for pups shifting tonight. I was actually preparing for my first heat, and I had no idea what to expect, so I decided to stay behind as I didn’t want to be anywhere if my heat suddenly came.