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Raye turned her head to meet his gaze. "Jealous already?" "You know exactly what you’re doing," he growled. "Yes," she purred. "And I’m only getting started." She leaned forward until her lips brushed Zane’s ear. "You like watching, don’t you? Pretending you’re in control while I unravel you?" His breath caught. She slid off him slowly and sauntered over to Micah. "Your turn," she said. Micah didn’t hesitate. He pulled her against him roughly, his mouth crashing into hers. There was no patience, no softness—only years of bitterness and unresolved heat burning through every movement.

Xander was in charge of the Bloodshadow wolves, his eyes showing malice. Damon's anger reached its boiling point. He sprinted towards Xander, fully intent on putting an end to it for good. Kyra. Kyra witnessed Damon disengage from the altercation and make a beeline for Xander. Fear and determination made her heart pound. She couldn't allow Xander to confront him by himself. She pursued him, slicing through the disorder to get to his side. As they neared Xander, she sensed a chilling, analytical aura. This wasn't simply a fight; it was a long-anticipated clash.

Jason warns pointing his index finger at xyla shoving him away from the door as he closes the door banging it behind him, Xyka looks down to nadir who doesn't react or pay attention to wither boys, "You care to explain?" Xyla asks nadir , Nadir doesn't respond instead she lays down on her bed putting in her covers and pulling the duvet around her, "I won't have you treat me this way, you might be the Luna to the pack but between you and I must I remind you there is connection between is? I'm your other half your mate you can't shove me aside just when you want to" xyla yells at nadir as he sees she's paying no attention to him,

"You think I don't know what you did to her? You can run your mouth all you want because you won't be able to soon." Xander smirked, stepping to the side to circle me, but I moved with him. "Do you really think you can take me on? I'm a full-blooded Lycan. You're just a bear. Besides, I gave her what she wanted, and she loved it. I bet you haven't seen half the shit she can do. The little prude needed to learn how to open up, and she loved being dominated." "You've already signed your death warrant. I suggest you walk away now before I cash in."

I want to march right up to him, shove him against the wall, demand what the hell he thinks he’s doing with my Lyra. But something worse claws at me. It’s the cold, biting, hard truth: I don’t get to be the jealous Alpha here. I don't get to be jealous at all. I am nothing but a trainer to her. A bastard trainer who slept with her and then pushed her away like she was nothing. I left the door open for this. Xander smiles when he sees me, and it sets my blood on fire. “Morning.” he says smoothly. Then he lifts his hand and scratches the back of his head, awkwardly looking back at Lyra's door.

Contracted to the Wrong Alpha Chapter 23 **** Lex's Pov Xander was growling, writhing, and snaring at whatever it could. My canines were out so I felt a taste of copper and warm liquid in my tongue as I stared at the two men that were ready to take Lilia. I stared at Alveria whose aura authority was beginning to fade at my cold stare and– Jax! Fuck!! I feel like someone stabbed me, crumpling my crown and pride to the dirt.

Xander was planning on going to the battlegrounds and partaking in a sparring match but spending time with his mate sounded like a much better time. Xander, being the head gamma for the Ero’s pack, trained the men warriors while his mate, Camilla, trained the women. She was his second in command when it came to the warriors. They were an excellent team, even before they mated. “I need to take a shower first,” Xander told her as they left the gym. “I will join you,” she purred, winking. He placed her on the ground, and she took his hand, walking in front of him. She swayed her hips as she walked, teasing him. She knew exactly what she was doing, and his growing erection knew it too.

I didn't think my body could take anymore. His hands held my waist in place and he chuckled. "You like this, little whore, fuck yes, you like this." Then he let out a growl and I felt a pool of hot liquids coat every inch of my insides. "Mine!" His Lycan said in a deep voice, delivering another sharp slap to my ass. "Yes, I'm yours!" I shouted. Goddess, I wanted to be his and now I truly am. He felt amazing inside me, filling me, taking me, using me. I was his and I wanted to be his.

The idea of being fiercely desired by Xander tugged at the strings of my heart, a testament to the depth of our connection. As I looked at Xander, I saw the conflict mirrored in his eyes—the struggle between protecting what was his and honoring the essence of my spirit. I felt a surge of tenderness for him, an acknowledgment of the vulnerability that lurked beneath his alpha exterior. His desire to shield me from others, especially Silas, spoke volumes about the intensity of his emotions.