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“Do you mind if I have your number? I’d give you a call before I come by.” Matt’s hands trembled as he took the phone and entered his digits into it. Wade licked his lips as his eyes flickered between black and his original marble-grey eyes. That implied that his wolf was ascending to meet Matt. After winking at Matt, Wade exited without ordering anything. As soon as Wade disappeared out of view, Matt collapsed. We managed to revive him and as he slowly came to consciousness he kept repeating, “I’m not gay…..not gay…….not gay.” The poor guy just got the shock of his life. True mates are fated and could be any gender or supernatural being. For instance, a vampire could be a fated mate to a we

Something that changed my life but whether it's for good or bad, only time will tell. But one thing is certain, I'm not going to betray my pack for anyone. Not when everything is at stake. They might be toxic but I'm much worse than them, I am death. Authors Note: Thank you all for giving this book a chance! This book contains explicit scenes, violence, abuse... Read at your discretion! Also, check out my other books: The Hybrid Luna Series: Mated To The Alpha Kings Return Of The Hybrid Queen Enslaved By The Ruthless Vampire King

he retorts angrily. My wolf snaps to attention as we let his insult sink in. It was hell with him being gone. And he has the audacity to think I could have turned to another man. “Oh. My. Goddess. Rafe Hale. You have got to be kidding me.” He finally meets my eyes and balks at the anger in them. “You are my mate. And that means through this life and into death, you are it for me. Betrayed or not, there was never a chance of me looking elsewhere. Nobody could ever stand a chance, not since I found you. How could you- I mean-” I sigh before trying again, “I hope you feel the same way.”

"That makes it all the better, Red." My hair comes to the back of my neck, so his view becomes clearer. "What is it about this being wrong that makes it all the more enthralling, Mia?" My best friend is far too gone with flirting to notice us. "You're delusional. I. Don't. Want. This." Swiftly, he cups my face and swerves it to meet his. "Oh, yeah?" His eyes dip, and it's disgusting. I want to crawl into a corner, but it turns me on so damn —

My nipples were sore from his mouth, my neck marked with faint bruises, and my thighs sticky with the evidence of hours of intense, sinful fucking. I felt incredibly used and I had never felt more alive. The cool night air brushed against my skin as I walked the short path back to my parents’ house. The cathedral loomed behind me like a silent witness to my corruption. I could still taste him on my tongue, still feel his cum sliding down my throat. I could still feel his hands gripping my hips, his voice whispering blasphemous prayers while he flooded my womb and my ass with load after load. Guilt twisted in my chest, but it was drowned out by the dark satisfaction humming between my legs.

And yet, all I could think about was the way he looked at me, the way he dropped to his knees on his own dining room floor and handed me the key to his life, and that massive, unimaginable length between his legs that had stretched me open last night in a way no man ever had. "You stupid, desperate, nasty bitch," I cursed at myself, digging my nails into my jeans. "You disgusting, hypocritical little slut. You stand there crying to him about your mom and your principles, and then the second he pulls you close, you melt right into his chest like a pathetic, horny teenager. You're so dirty. You're a sick, wretched, shameless bitch, Sophia. You're falling for him. You actually have feelings for

He looked away, he had too. "To marry the man that I fucked just because I was damn horny and couldn't pull my shit together and let my libido gets the best of me. It does not sounds like a nice solution at all, Zuiveren." Everyone in the long table looked horrified with the explicity of my words like they never once stepped in brothel before.

Something about Mattia is nagging at me. I don't know if it's the smug way he looked at me when he emerged from that bathroom or if it's just my sixth sense going into overdrive. And I hate Raquel with a passion. She nearly killed Dario, so that makes her a murderer as much as me. But what the fuck was she thinking sleeping with her fake fiancée's uncle? That's just plain sleazy. And here I thought she was miss prim and proper, but she's just another ho disguised in designer wear and diamonds.

“Diana, you saw my mark. You knew she was mated to me. I won’t tolerate the lies, nor will I tolerate you belittling her.” “Gamma, you don’t know what she’s done. If you did, you wouldn’t be asking me to be nice.” “I do know what she’s done. I know everything there is to know. I don’t condone her mistakes, but she’s paid for them already. Enough is enough.” “She deserves a lifetime of agony for what she put my family through.” “Let me ask you a question, did you forgive your mate?” “Of course, I did. He’s my mate. He never meant to hurt me. She tricked him.”

he cut in, voice hard, “you don’t speak to me that way. I don’t tolerate rudeness. Now tell me…what stings more? That I walked in on your naked, ugly chest, or that I told you to your face it was ugly?” “You just stand there, thinking it’s cute to act like a jackass wolf. You barge into people’s privacy without respect, talk to them like they’re dirt, and raise your shoulders like it adds to your height. But none of that cuts as deep as knowing my mate is a devil. None of it stings more than being tied to your ugly face, forced to endure this cursed mate pull. “You know what, though?” I closed the distance between us, his breath brushing mine, but he didn’t flinch, and didn’t move back. His