Romans & histoires Sharky Beta Squad

For once, I held his gaze, my fingers tightening around his forearm. His stare met mine, unflinching and charged—a flicker of something unfamiliar. Then, softening, he smiled and brushed a loose strand of hair from my face, his touch lingering just long enough to unsteady me. “Listen,” he said, voice low but firm. “You can’t afford to mess this up. Your mum warned you about your… gifts, didn’t she? Stay sharp. Too much noise in your head, and you’ll lose focus.” Sod this, I thought bitterly, chewing my lip. Every bloody day, another cretin thinking they’ve a right to leer. Why’d I have to be born a Beta?

Small tattoo of a butterfly on her left hip. Family: Mother: Alice Black / Father: Bruce Black / Siblings: Joseph Black (Older - 32) Gregory Black (Middle - 30) Friends: Anna James (BFF since high school) John Campbell (BFF since kindergarten) Raphael Lockwood / The shark (34) Job: CEO of Lockwood Enterprise Leader of the Italian Mafia in NY Personality: Direct, Confident, Rude, Courageous, womaniser, Dangerous, Mysterious, Caring, Responsible, Focused.

And my Beta needed more help back in the territory than us at this point, and besides, Jacob had offered security. "We’re here," The Beta glanced back for a second, a smile on his face as the Black Shadow Pack packhouse came into view. Out in front of the steps were Alpha Jacob and his Gamma, Aaron. "Ready?" I squeezed Nadia’s hand, and she nodded her head as she smiled at me. I let go of her hand and slipped out before assisting her out of the car.

At that, the wolf in front of her turned his glare to me, like I was the one who was in the wrong. "Do not speak of my mate in this way, human." He growled at me. Before I could open my mouth to call him a piece of shit for protecting this hearless bitch, Travis came out of nowhere and grabbed him by the throat, lifting him off the ground by at least a foot. "Talk to my mate like that again and I will rip your balls off with my bare hands." He hissed at him. I knew Travis was the Beta, which apparantly gave him more power than this wolf I had not yet met, so he immediately began to beg.

K, Let me slow down, rewind, breathe, let me take you back to that time a ‘few short weeks ago’ and I'll tell you everything and bring you up to speed. So…Our pack is… no wait, was, the Rival River Pack, Jack was our Alpha and he is still the Alpha of Rival River, my twin brother Dave, was the beta, Jason is the Gamma and Brian is the Delta, we all grew up together, we have always been and still are very close, almost like siblings, which, O.K. I mean Dave and are actual siblings but well, yeah, you get what I mean.

Darren said to me. I knew he was really concerned about me, but he is also needed in the pack. "No, Darren, I got this. You should be home protecting our clan. That is why I am your Beta," I said to him. "Carsen, before you are my beta, you are my brother, and I always want you safe, even though you are very stubborn, and I feel like killing you at times," Darren said to me jokingly. We both laughed as happiness is free.

As the Alpha of the Shadow pack, Drake knew that the success of this alliance rested not only on his leadership but on the competence and dedication of his team. Leading the security detail was Beta Marcus, a formidable and battle-hardened warrior who had been by Drake's side since they were young pups. His unwavering loyalty to the pack and his fierce determination to protect its members made him an ideal choice for such a critical assignment. Joining them was a group of seasoned warriors, including Delta Jaxon, a fierce and skilled fighter who had earned the respect of the entire pack with his unwavering commitment to their safety. Alongside Jaxon was Gamma Isabella, a wolf with exceptiona

She remained there, perplexed. "It's a sad thing that's happened in my absence." Alpha Ryan began during the meeting, "As terrible as this is, this means there's someone ratting the pack out and until we find out who it is and give them the punishment that they deserve, we will not be living in unison. The pack house will only accommodate the Alpha and Beta." His eyes met that of the heavily built man that was standing beside him, "meet the new pack Beta, Devin Shay."

I don’t know this person, but they are obviously part of one of the council’s elite squads. “Do you know who that is?” I whisper to Zach. “Beta Squad, don’t know his name,” he says. I know Zach is vying for the Alpha Squad, especially now that Yorick has plans to join C-Squad. The Beta Squad member leads a man out of the back. Instantly, Stellan begins snarling. “You fucking asshole!” “Christer is dead and you’re on trial. I’m not going down with you. You promised no one would ever know. I’ve lost my job, and my mate is considering rejecting me because I helped you. So, fuck you!”

I say, listening as what sounds like every wolf in the room scrambling to follow us outside. “All of us at the same time?” Dallas asks as if he didn't hear me properly. “Uh, Luna, I’m not sure Alpha would like that.” When I’m far enough away from the packhouse, I spin around. “Beta Dallas, I’m training to be on the Alpha Squad, the highest level of fighter in the werewolf community. If I can’t take on more than one opponent at a time, I don’t deserve to get on that squad.” “Why us, Luna?” Ryan asks.