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Trigger warning: This story contains explicit imagery the 'Fuck A Beast' fetish. Go to the next Story if this isn't your cup of tea. Chapter One: Break A Golden Rule Xylia’s POV ‘No matter what you do, never cross the lawn!!!’ Alpha Thor’s grim note echoed in my head. I've been his loyal mate for three months and not for once have I had a reason to question his words.

No one sees him move, but with a flick of his wrist, the representative of the Blackthorn family is thrown several meters into the air, slamming into the wall, and the scythe embeds itself in the wall, just above him as though to say, you could have lost your neck just now. I gulp, goosebumps rising on my skin. Why is he standing up for me? More importantly, what could he want from me? "Does anyone else have an objection?" He asks casually. Alpha Xander steps back, his eyes wary. "What the hell are you?" The stranger grins, the angle of the sunset lighting a part of his face, making his grin look sinister. "I go by many names. But you can call me Ragnar Thorne." Alpha Xander stiffens, his fa

His soft but deep voice woke me up with a start. Growing redder as the heat from nowhere consumed me, I threw my eyes from the overflowing handsomeness and back at my… at Dandan's face. There were not a drop of emotions there. Just blank. Shifting back to the chiseled face after catching quite a bit of my senses, I began to wonder how he read my innermost thoughts. There was just one werewolf who was capable of doing that, and that is Alpha Thorien. When going anywhere close to him, your foul thoughts should be eraced sharply.

"We are just walking. But the angle is close and we are close and it is—" "Readable," I said. "Very readable," she said. "Where are they?" I said. "Give me a second," she said. More clicking. Then she read it out. Her voice stayed completely level. "Dante Sterling's mysterious new lover — is this the real reason Thorne Industries is crumbling?" I sat with that for a moment. "Well," I said. "Yes," she said. "Does it bother you?" I said. "No," she said. "Does it bother you?"

I tried to keep my voice casual. “Don’t know yet.” Before I could ask more, I saw someone approaching. A tall male with auburn hair like Tova’s. Dark circles under his eyes like he hadn’t slept in days. Dirt on his clothes. Thor. Tova’s twin brother. He barely glanced at me. “—compensate me with five girls,” Thor was saying. “Five hot girls. One per night.” Jax laughed. “I’m not in that business anymore.” “Since when?”

I swung, knocking him into the wall, claws raking across his chest, leaving deep gashes. Finally, the last of them hesitated, stepping back, panting, bloodied, eyes wide with fear. Their wolves growled nervously, sensing the predators they faced. I exhaled, slowly, muscles tight, every nerve humming. Thor dropped the last rogue with a final strike, standing tall beside me, eyes gleaming, chest heaving. And there he was—Jaxon. Standing in the open, arms crossed, chest rising and falling evenly. Hands empty. Calm. Unshaken.

~Third person~ “Well said, Alex,” Thor, Alex’s wolf, praised him. He looked Grace up and down possessively, taking in every curve, crease, and line on her body “Liam isn’t worthy of such a beautiful woman,” Thor growled, fuming that Liam’s hand was wrapped around her waist. Alex showed no change in emotion. “I simply wanted to embarrass that idiot, Liam.” Thor chuckled darkly. “You’re not dark and mysterious to me, Alex,” Thor responded, shaking his head. “Maybe you forget that. I know you, and I know how you feel.”

My thumb moved from memory. I typed one letter. D. I hit send. I put the phone down and watched. Elara was shaking her head, trying to go around him. He put a hand on her arm.That was it. The touch. A shadow moved from a doorway across the street. Dante. He moved like smoke, he’s fast and quiet. He was big, but he made no sound. The dealer was focused on Elara, and didn't see him coming. Dante's hand clamped on the dealer's shoulder. The man turn towards his direction , his smile fading into confusion.

Analyzing those papers he read it carefully without blinking his eyes. In an instant he expressed " Ooh Mahh freak, you're pregnant " Waving the reports in the air, he beamed "you're pregnant for real koushy " I was awestruck for a minute, is this man even real? I'm here shading blood tears because of his betrayal and he's having the time of his life? Why is he like this?

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