Taming Beast Novels & Stories

❄️ CHAPTER 62 ❄️ " Axion " The tears that Phoenix had been trying to hold back finally fell as she kissed his beast neck tenderly. Axion could feel his heart skip and his stomach spark. Even in his beast form, her touch still has an effect on him.

Amber said with a glare which was enough to tick off the beast inside her mate. In the next moment, Amber was plastered to the wall with a very angry looking Darach pinning her hands above her head. Amber looked into his eyes, molten gold stared back at her. His beast was in play~ "My wee mate. . . You belong to me and the more you'll try to dominate me the more thoroughly you will be fucked when I'll mark you." The beast growled back at Amber. "Than why are you running away from even the thought of me staking a claim on you?" Amber snapped not backing down a bit.

Her sweet scent whispered in the night air, faint but distinct, teasing my senses and pulling me in her direction like an invisible thread. My heart raced. She was on the other side of the park. Was she in her wolf form? Some omegas never shifted, but I’d heard of a few who did. The urge to change into my wolf and track her pumped through my veins. But a wolf roaming through the city wouldn’t go over well. I didn’t care, but I didn’t want the locals trigger-happy and putting down innocent animals.

His voice was firm and I took it as an order. I walk in and see him through the fogged up glass. I had already been here these days, the bathroom was gray with dark wood and or blue details. - Come take a shower with me - He is sure? - He opens the shower stall and I have a clear view of his body. His gaze evinced lust - Take off your clothes and come - She says and I get nervous but I obey timidly I took advantage of the free time and read that damn book on companionship, I discovered that when wolves are tense or stressed they seek calm in their mates.

It trembled all over, occasionally sneaking glances at Amelia and Phoenix, its eyes full of fear. The Wind-Tearing Beast was a rebellious creature, and in the secret realm, only Phoenix and White Tiger could keep it in check. "Hmph, this Wind-Tearing Beast is too reckless, daring to attack Master." Phoenix snorted, its tone carrying authority. "Just now, it tried to sneak out and ambush Master, but I chased it down and taught it a lesson. That should remind it. Master, rest assured, as long as we are here, no beast will ever dare offend you again."

As the shower continued to rain down upon them, Arla found herself surrendering to the intensity of the moment, her body responding to Liam's touch despite her best efforts to resist. espite the fury that had fueled their confrontation, the raw intensity of Liam's kiss ignited a fire within Arla that she couldn't ignore. Her body betrayed her resolve, responding to his touch with a hunger that matched his own. The water cascaded over their entangled forms, washing away the last remnants of restraint as they surrendered to the passion that consumed them.

Everyone quickly went silent and pricked their ears up in attention, so as not to miss a single word out. “Beast taming is the art which involves sequentially caring for a beast, nurturing it, earning its trust, then become its master through the voluntary sending out of blood essence for the beast-to-master contract. It might take a few days, weeks, months, and even years. Who agrees with this?” The heavy voice of Madman Fei travelled around the hall. Everyone nodded their heads. Myself inclusive. “Nonsense!” he exclaimed, causing everyone to exchange confused looks. “That's why you all die with three to four beasts to your names!”

Only the Beast King Cities maintained a steady flame, but the Elk Tribe, where she now lived in the Southern Region, did not. Yet in her hands lay a slab of raw meat, and the hunger gnawing at her grew louder with each passing second. Clar had already started organizing what she remembered from the book she had read before her transmigration. The Beast Domain was divided into four great regions—South, North, East, and West—each ruled by a Beast King City. Between them lay the Dark Forest, home to ferocious beasts. Male beastmen could only strengthen themselves by absorbing crystal cores. These crystals awakened their abilities, but awakening came at a cost. Without the soothing presence of a

Already knowing the routine from our play earlier I lift my arms into the air so that he can’t grab me. I land in between his wings but facing his head this time. His back is still slippery and I try to find a place to hold on. The golden beast shakes its body between me and my hands fly to stop me from moving too much. Right before my eyes small fins pop up and go down his spine. Looking behind me I see that they also go to the tip of his tail.

I was born in the Forest Lion Tribe, the only tribe of the Lion race in the whole Beastman World. A regular beastman had two forms, which were passive and aggressive. Their passive form was their human or human-like form, while their aggressive form was their beast form. Male beastmen were naturally hatched in their aggressive form and will be able to transform into their passive form once they reach the age of seven. In our tribe, at this age, he was required to attend school with all the other Cubs under the teaching of the assigned elders.