Pampering My Beast Commander Mga Nobela at Kwento

The commander dismounted, he removed his helmet, revealing a stern man perhaps in his early forties with streaks of silver through his dark hair. His sharp eyes swept over the three of us. “You fought well.” None of us answered immediately. He looked at our camp and then back at us. “You aren’t from this territory.” It wasn’t a question. Caelum stepped forward cautiously. “No.” The commander nodded once.n“I thought as much.” He glanced toward the forest where the wolves had disappeared “You’re fortunate.” Aria frowned.“Fortunate?” He looked back at us, his expression unreadable. “Those weren’t ordinary wild wolves.”

"You should have stayed in command." Davis glances at Claude, and both quickly look from me to Henderson, who keeps a stern face, as if focused solely on the mission ahead. He is in command of the mission, and that’s how it’s going to stay even though he knows most of those present would have chosen me. I don’t care about that. I just want to move forward and complete the mission. After that, I can spend a month at home. I miss my mother and my younger brother.

And before I could escape, he cornered me, using his massive body to intimidate me. "I don't need these things. No one even looks at me!" I screamed. He tilted his head slightly at me. "You don't moisturise so people admire you. You moisturise so you feel pleased with your own skin." I fell silent for a while and he leaned over. "Besides, you are my girlfriend now, it's my job to make sure your skin keeps glowing." Who was this man? I still hadn't gotten used to the fact that Cold Commander River had a skincare fetish and now, he was acting all sweet like a typical boyfriend.

He steadied her with one hand at her hip, his touch brief but grounding. When she grabbed her panties from the floor, he stopped her with a single, sharp look. “No.” Her hand froze. His voice softened… but the command didn’t. “You’re going downstairs exactly like this,” he said. “And you’re going to sit back with the others and pretend nothing happened. I want your pussy to remember.” Her heart slammed against her ribs. “Dominic… it’s crazy.. I can’t sit down like without …” “It doesn’t matter..,” he cut in, stepping closer, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. “It’s mine..your pussy it’s mine to fuck, mine to touch . Mine to do whatever I want with it. You’re going down without your pant

It had a knack for making him feel worse at exactly the wrong moments. “Oh, shut up,” Alaric muttered aloud, pacing the length of his private chamber. You’ve faced wars, led armies, crushed rebellions, the beast continued, a growl echoing faintly in his head. And here you are, flustered by a slip of a girl. “I’m not flustered,” Alaric snapped, though he wasn’t convincing even himself. “It’s strategy. Keep her on her toes, make her feel unsettled.” You kissed her hand like a lovesick pup, the beast sneered. It was embarrassing.

I hate having to listen to their constant banter, it’s extremely annoying. Luna Kingston, also known as Beast, seems to share my sentiment, glaring at the men every once in a while and rolling her eyes at them. “Enough. – I command, fed up with them – We’re not here to exchange gossip are we?” I snarl, using my alpha command to get them to submit. They all immediately bare their necks to me, lowering their heads. Only Beast remains unaffected by my authority. Annoying woman. I hate the fact she’s immune to my power. It’s incredibly aggravating to see her defy me in everything.

As soon as the waitress went to the manager in the kitchen, I hiked Natalia up under my arm and used my werewolf power to blur out of there. The only thing the patrons would’ve seen was something faster than their eyes could track. They said a magician’s hands were quicker than the eyes, but a werewolf in human form was twice as fast. Outside, the sounds of the Manhattan streets assaulted my ears and I was glad for the darkness. It was easier to blur with her in my arms and avoid any traffic or other cameras. Still, I made it look like she was drunk and hanging onto me in case anyone saw us. I pulled her closer as she tried to struggle against my hold. Her fresh scent of espresso with too mu

Angel said with hate in his eyes. Ax smiled, but it was not a friendly one. Instead, his smile was crafty and creepy. "And you are still the same. Acting like a chicken, and always messing up the simple tasks given to you by the elders, and I have been the one continuously cleaning up your shits for you." Ax harshly stated. "Why? Don't you enjoy being those old fools' puppy? Always nipping at their heels for praise and being an obedient pup so they could pat your head and tell you that you are a good boy!" Angel mockingly stated.

Parker replies. “You are useless, Oliver,” the commander says rolling his eyes. “How about you, doll? Did those bad Eels hurt you?” Commander Wilson asks me as he looks up and down my body with lust in his gaze. His stare makes me feel uncomfortable, I can see in his eyes he doesn’t care if I am hurt or not, he is just devouring me with his gaze. “No, commander, I am not hurt,” I reply in a whisper. “What is your name, Bearer?” A Shark asks me as he fills out a report form on his tablet.

His voice echoed deeply and mighty through the destroyed hall. “But you didn’t make it to me To make monsters you carry in yourself. You're not worth it for me Make your hands dirty.” He turned away. He praised the man who had made his life hell, not another look. It was the ultimate victory of the commander over the beast. Kael came directly to me. The hard, wary mask banged in front of me remained. He dropped his kinetic rifle, fell on a knee before me and laid his