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Those images were unable to leave my mind; it seemed they were stuck there forever. I wished I could have her back. I wished I could go over to France and bring her back, but I didn’t have any right to do so. She was the mate of my best friend and beta. How could I fight for her? What would people say? That I was fighting over a woman who is the mate of my beta? Sighing exhausted, I leaned on my seat, but just then, a knock came on my door. Sensing it was Matthew, I asked him in. Walking into my study, I could see the baffled look on his face when he glanced at the scattered files and documents on the floor.

The sparks that erupted on my skin shocked me beyond belief. NO! No, this can’t be right! It was confirmed when she looked up at me and our eyes met. It was like the whole world drifted away as the bond snapped into place. I got dizzy for a second but managed to keep my posture as I felt her take a deep breath in. I can’t have a mate! Am I supposed to kill her? What kind of sick twist of fate is this! Mated to a thief, even if she looked perfect for my life. I can’t accept her, can I? But those lips…

. I open the cracked door and make my presence known. “Hello gentlemen, Mother.” I nod my head to acknowledge Alpha Patrick, Alpha Dante, Papa, and mother. I take a seat at my desk and look at my father expectantly. “Princessa, I don’t want to take up too much of your time, I know you have plans. So I’ll cut right to the chase. Alpha Patrick and I have been discussing an alliance of sorts.” He starts. I give my mom a questioning look and she looks just as confused as I am. I peer at Alpha Patrick and he seems a bit nervous. “Go on.” I say plainly. Not wanting to get ahead of myself. “Well…” Alpha Patrick starts “We we’re proposing that maybe you and Dante would…” a guttural growl came from t

"How dare you embarrass me in front of everyone?... How dare you accuse the Alpha of something so abominable?" Tears spilled down my cheeks as my lips trembled. "Mother... I..." "Shut up!" she roared, raising her hand as if to strike me again. "How can a slave ever think it belongs at the table of kings?" I turned back to Brandon, "Tell them," my voice broke as tears rolled down my eyes uncontrollably. "Tell them the truth... please." He just turned away from me, like... like I was a mad person. "Enough," elder Matthew, the eldest and most respected elder of the pack yelled, standing up.

“You are my mate. You’ll bear my children. You’ll submit.” A wave of defiance rose within me, stronger than the fear that gripped my heart. No matter what he said, no matter how he tried to control me, I would never be just what he wanted me to be. I was more than that. “I don’t care about your power,” I said through gritted teeth. “I will never submit to you like that. Not now. Not ever.” The Alpha’s jaw clenched, his nostrils flaring as if he was trying to control the storm brewing inside of him. His fists tightened at his sides, and I could see the struggle within him. But his pride, his desire to dominate, was stronger than anything else.

Alpha Clark seethed with rage as he watched the two mates tightly embrace each other. The air hung heavy with the heady scent of their blood and lovemaking. Alpha Clark would have to travel with the windows down to drive off the scent. "Open the cell," Alpha Clark demanded of the nearest guard and rolled his eyes at the sound of sniffles coming from Amari and how Alexander repeatedly told her that he loved her. He didn't care about any of that because he was prepared to prove to Amari that he would be a better mate to her than Alexander ever could. Not only had Alpha Clark lost his first mate, he had lost his lover too. He would not lose another mate.

“Just stop, please. It's too much.” I closed my eyes, but the words were etched into my flesh, a pain that wouldn’t go away. The mate bond ripped apart within me, one strand at a time, scorching my blood. My wolf writhed, raking at me as the pain filled me. “Mate. He refused us,” my wolf growled. “He can't.” A sharp struck my chest, and I groaned, pulling hard at my cloth. “Ugh.” My life felt meaningless and I struggled as the pain hit me. I felt dizzy and each time I moved, it felt like I was flogged.

[ warning mature content] Strictly R-18 El-Kharis's eyes smoldered with a dark, irresistible desire as his voice, rough and commanding, broke the silence. "Now, it's your turn to pleasure me." Esteria's heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. She was eager to reciprocate the intense pleasure El-Kharis had given her but felt an overwhelming pressure to perform perfectly. She took a deep breath, her eyes darting over his powerful, muscular frame as he lay sprawled on the bed, his erection standing tall and firm, throbbing with need.

It couldn’t make sense. “I don’t understand you,” I whispered, the words spilling before I could stop them. “You keep saying things that… that can’t be true.” His gaze didn’t falter. “They’re true.” I shook my head, heat rising to my cheeks. “No. They’re not. I already had a mate.” The last word cracked, too jagged, too raw. “And he rejected me.” There it was. The scar I never let anyone touch. The one that still bled when the night got too quiet.

We were alone. Our hands caressed one another, and Cameron placed his soft lips on mine as his fingers traveled from my nape to my back. My body tingled with anticipation. His tongue invaded my mouth. He tasted delicious, and I kissed him with passion, running my hands up and down his back. I broke the kiss. “Cameron, someone might see…” “Who cares?” He interrupted as he pushed his hips forward. “You're my mate, and we're adults…no one else matters,” his voice was husky, and his gaze locked on mine, begging me to accept him completely.