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“And you are uglier and much outdated.” Her smirk vanished. And I found mine. “Because I didn’t seduce Dorian—he wants me. He’s the one clinging onto me. He’s the one who proposed marriage. Not me.” “You shameless whore!” She cried, raising the syringe, its needle aiming for my face. “If you hadn’t seduced the Alpha, he wouldn’t so much as blink an eye in your filthy direction! The Alpha already has me! And he sees only me!” Jealousy exploded inside me. I wanted to scream back: Dorian has me! Dorian sees only me, you fucking bitch!

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His hands felt hard, calloused; the hands of an Alpha not afraid to get his hands dirty. Bringing the back of my hand to his lips, he kisses it, then lifts me up and throws me over his shoulder. I squeal as he does this, but he only slaps my behind and turns to leave the room and my old life behind. Onto a new life with a dangerous Alpha who claimed me as his, an Alpha who ate the hearts of his parents and brothers. An Alpha who would kill anyone who stood in his way.

Arka’s palm, rough from heavy basketball calluses, felt like sandpaper burning straight through Bima’s nerves. Bima arched his back, letting out a low, desperate moan. Arka’s dominance was always like this—rough, possessive, yet completely addictive. "Arka ... the smell ... your shirt drove me crazy all day ...." "Oh, really?" Arka pulled the shirt down violently from Bima’s shoulders, letting it hang uselessly at his elbows. He stared down at the reddish marks he’d left on Bima’s skin on the balcony in Chapter 12, then attacked the spot again with a small, sharp, possessive bite. "Now you get to feel the owner himself, not just the scent."

It's the big responsibility over his shoulders that prevented him from thinking about himself first. Because to be an Alpha was to ensure everyone of his huge pack was well taken care of. City Magnificent pack, being called as it was located in Magnificent City, was one of the largest, most powerful and the most peaceful packs in the world. In this city that he reigned, humans and werewolves could live peacefully alongside each other. While his concern was mainly his pack members, he didn't let any interfere with the humans who were just trying to live peacefully with them.

Alexander roared. The ground seemed to shake. The silkiness was gone, replaced by the predator I had been waiting for. He didn't hit me. Instead, he slammed his fists into the rugs on either side of my hips, pinning me between his massive arms. He let out a low, vibrating growl that rattled my teeth. "I am Alpha Alexander Gomez. And you are mine. Only mine." I stared at him, my chest heaving. Alphas were all the same. Possessive. Crazy. He was claiming me like a piece of land he’d just conquered.

"Make me yours. Here. Now." Kael moved with alpha precision — one hand snaking around her waist, the other tangling in her hair. He kissed her with the hunger of a starving wolf, his lips claiming, bruising, begging. Their bond flared, power weaving between them like wildfire. She gasped as he lifted her, setting her on the marble balcony railing. Below, the valley slumbered. Above, the moon bore witness. His hands explored her body as if memorizing it for battle. She arched against him, her breath stolen with every brush of his lips against her throat, her breasts, her belly.

I wanted to feel him pressing into my pussy with his beefy, hot, and hard shaft while he was poised between my legs. "I'll make you completely mine, soon." He breaks the kiss, cupping my cheeks. “Alpha’s are very possessive of their mates. I can’t have you flirting with other men or my wolf might kill him. Do you understand?” I nodded. “Whoever that guy was, I don’t want you around him again.” He rests his forehead on mine. “Hell, I don’t want any other guy within ten feet of you.” “Okay,” I said and went in for another kiss but he pulled away. “What’s wrong?”

I absolutely hate when wolves use my full name, but my inner beast is secretly shocked he actually bothered to remember it. He shoves his massive hands into his pockets, towering over my sitting form like some ancient pack deity. His blue eyes drop down to scan the cover of my book—it's a super explicit, feral wolf smut novel. It's my absolute favorite comfort read, the exact book that dragged my wolf into the world of erotic wolf romance. It's basically my version of zoning out after a brutal week. A wicked, dirty smirk spreads across his full lips. "You like dominant alpha kink, pup?"

I moaned, closing my eyes as he began a circular pattern with his tongue along the length of my neck. I was almost about to give in to his insanely sweetness when he suddenly pulled away and began pushing me to the bed. “It’s too early for sex you know?” I said, wiggling my eyes suggestively at him; in response, he simply shrugged me off while he chuckled. “Alpha Kingston is willing to be our Ally and is willing to buy some of our company shares.” He said, smiling. I slowly sat on the bed, allowing him to smother me with kisses and pampering. He placed the tray of food on my thighs and helped me with the cutleries.