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He added, and she could tell he was serious with his threats. “My name is Seraphina from the Obsidian order clan.” She introduced, and he raised a brow in amusement. “Oh, what do you know? My mate is from an enemy territory as well.” He added, and for the first time, he laughed. “What are you doing on my territory?” he asked, his question making her gulp the lump in her throat. According to what she knew, the Alpha’s mark their territories or in the case of hers, her Vampire leader. As soon as she heard the question, she finally got an answer to why

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"You have a death wish." "No," Luna said, licking her lips. "I have a hunger. And you, Alpha, smell like raw power." He should’ve torn her apart. A rogue like her—wild, unclaimed—was a threat to any pack’s stability. But something in her scent, her defiance, her heat… pulled him like gravity. "This forest is off-limits," he growled. "Turn back. Or I’ll drag you to my den in chains." "Promise?" she asked, smirking before shifting—her body erupting in silver light as fur replaced skin, and a midnight-black wolf bolted into the woods.

He found it hilarious that I was into werewolf romance novels. “So you have a thing for hot werewolf alphas?” He chuckled. “You know some of those stories are stupid, don’t you? Especially that one. What’s it called? Yeah, The Alpha’s Destiny. Werewolves don’t have powers nor do they live until they’re ten thousand. That author must be on some crack.” He shook his head. “Well, it’s better than the zombie comics you have stashed under your bed,” I retorted. “If you don’t stop making fun of my reading materials, I will show Valko your nerd stash,” I warned.

An image flashed inside my head, a filthy one with Maverick’s large hot, and needy body covering mine and fucking me. He passed me a grin as if he could read my thoughts. “Forget what? That your pussy got wet with just a few of my words? Funny how I didn’t even have to touch you.” I knew the color was rising over my cheeks. “I wasn’t turned on!” He chuckled, “Don’t lie to an Alpha. My sense of smell and instincts are far better than yours.” I rolled my eyes. “Typical werewolf with a god complex.” “It’s confidence, baby. I know I’m better than most species.”

His hands went automatically to my hips to catch me, and the second his rough palms touched my bare skin where my tank top had ridden up, we both froze. The contact sent electricity shooting through my whole body. My wolf howled in satisfaction, pressing closer, wanting more. I could feel every hard plane of his chest and stomach against me. Could feel the heat radiating off him—wolves ran hot, but dominant Alphas ran even hotter. Could smell his scent wrapping around me, dark and woody with an undertone of something wild. And I could feel his cock, already getting hard, pressing against my inner thigh. “I missed you,” I whispered against his neck, breathing him in.

Stephen quickly said as the rest of them sat down. "We aren't really sure what happened, our alpha accepted a few wolves, then started making all these changes. Required us to fight each other for entertainment." Brier replied. "When did the new ones arrive?" Alley asked. "A few months ago I think. All the omegas were pushed to the outer sides of the pack." The woman replied. "What else?" Jackson asked. "They tried to take children, very few omegas have kids. We don't know where they took them or what happened to them but if any of us fought back they just killed us." Brier replied looking at Sandy. So that's what happened to her parents, they hid her away and protected her. "Have any of you

#transmigration #captivity #BDSM #pack #powerplay #degradation #Alpha #werewolves #submission #gangbang #fantasy Always read tags. So you can skip if the themes are not to your taste. *** You had just finished the last page of “Taken by the Pack,” and your heart was racing with excitement. You could feel your pussy getting wetter as you recalled how the Heroine had taken on all of the werewolves. Sighing dreamily, you lay back on your couch, your body tingling from arousal as you imagined being under the dominating presence of the Alpha. It was only a few days ago that you’d discovered the book in a quaint, dusty bookstore tucked away in a corner of town. The old woman behind the counter had

I pressed back against the stone wall, wishing I could disappear into it. "Let me tell you a story," he said, crouching down so we were eye level. This close, I could see scars on his neck and arms, old ones that had healed badly. "Once upon a time, there were four Alpha brothers. The strongest, most powerful wolves in the northern territories." My breath caught. "Four?" "Four," he confirmed. "Rowan, Damon, Riven, and me. We ruled together, shared everything. Including the right to claim the next Luna when she appeared."

Jaxon clenches his teeth, venom leaking from his sharp fangs as he fucks into me with punishing thrusts of his hips, each one driving so deep I feel him push into my cervix again, causing a dull, delicious ache that makes my toes curl. The couch creaks under the force and I freeze for a sec, scared that Johnny and Vee are watching. I look to see they're fucking doggy style, murmuring dirty words and totally lost in the messy sex. Jaxon growls and grabs my neck to pull my gaze back to him. His chest swells higher as he keeps fucking me, his face and body covered in thick hair, his eyes exactly like a wolf’s—an Alpha’s. And his scent, fuck his scent is drugging me, it's so different from a hum