Pampering My Beast Commander Novels & Stories

and pet me. Jade: Is this Yall's dog wolf thing ? he's super cute and freaking huge, like wow. Derek: You can say that laughing, Damon: growled and shaking his head Jade: Awww, what's wrong, boy petting Beast scratching him behind the ears. Damon's pov. damn it did she just pet us, oh goddess, we'll never be able to let that down. My brothers are gonna give a ton of crap now. Beast: mate wants to pet me , mate can pet me !

I realized at that moment that the Commander was nothing but a big sexy teddy bear, and no matter what he was, I was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. “I'll do it,” I murmured and laughed when he wrapped me in his tattooed arms to hold me tightly against himself.

Riley’s life shatters the moment she meets her mate. Instead of accepting her, he rejects her at first sight and, in the same breath, proposes to her stepsister. For Riley, the pain cuts deeper because this is not the first thing she has lost to her sister. All her life, Riley has sacrificed her happiness, her opportunities, and everything precious just to keep the peace in her family. But she never imagined she would be asked to give up her mate too. When her stepsister finally offers to give something back, it comes at a terrible price. Riley is asked to take her place in an ancient ritual that has thrown every young maiden in the city into fear, a single night with the Beast. The Beast

"We will make this city a city of graves!" the beastmen commander declared, his words ominous and filled with menace. With vengeance burning in their hearts, they vowed to unleash devastation upon Ice Demon City, intent on turning it into a monument to their wrath and the final resting place of their enemies. “Howl!” The Great Wolf mounts of the beastmen unleashed primal howls, their voices echoing with fierce intensity, adding to the atmosphere of tension and aggression. The leader of this particular group of beastmen bore the scars of countless battles, each marking a chapter in the harsh life he had endured. His eyes, reflecting the hardships he had faced, betrayed a depth of experience a

I reply, and she nods before we both return our attention to the males. "Commander Burk will be fighting a Mangog...Captian Nole will be fighting a Latroot...Lieutenant Modok will be fighting a Bunte...Commander Garlof will be fighting a Zobilo...Captian Cull will be fighting a Balsig," the announcer says, and Zuri stiffens as her favorite male gets assigned his beast. I grab her hand like she has done for us numerous times, and she shoots me a thankful grin. When the male Kea finishes assigning the champions to the beasts, they are fighting they leave the field.

Then she added, “And you better watch your tone when you speak to me.” I stared at her coldly, and she didn’t look away either, her chest rising and falling with every breath. A small smile crept onto my face. She was bold so bold that I found it amusing. Even my wolf found it entertaining, and strangely, I could feel my desire for her growing. “Alpha Tyer,” a voice called from behind me. I turned to see the commander, his clothes torn as he returned to his normal form. He bowed and said, “What brings you to the training center, Alpha?”

A werewolf and Lycan Alpha. Feared in battle and respected across realms. Commander of armies, slayer of enemies, master of realms and strategy, and here I was: a black-furred, whiskered, four-pawed disaster the size of a loaf of bread, cradled in Amara’s arms like some ridiculously adorable infant. My tail lashed furiously, but the vibration in my chest betrayed me: a low, helpless purr escaped despite every fiber of my pride screaming.

I explain and he nods. "That is all wonderful. Would you like to know anything else about me," he asks and I catch myself before I look toward a flash of burgundy. I need to stay focused. Fornis is nice. He is strong. He is a Commander. "Yes, how many beasts have you killed," I ask not really caring about the answer.

“But…it won’t be like it was at your old pack, right? You aren’t going to close up all the dungeons?” I stare at Edric from the corner of my eye. His feelings about the use of dungeons are well known, but clearly, these wolves are very much in favour of them. “No, we won’t be closing the dungeons…there are times when they’re needed. Commander, I trust you will sort out the guards’ rotation?” “Yes, your majesty. Who is your second in command?” “Stephen Brighton will be my Beta. His mate, Cedric, will be my Gamma and your new commander. You will report to him directly.”

But her warm blood brushing my fingers felt so satisfying to both my beast and I, we ignored the command. Which was shocking since mom used her alpha command on us. I should be on my knees right now, I should be revealing my neck to my mother in submission but all it did was fuel my anger, fuel the burning hatred, fuel the blood thirst. My beast and I took in a whiff of the copper, stare into the soulless eyes of the girl who threatened Amelia and my mother's command did not shake me. We thirst for her pain, we thirst for her blood.