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Blake's voice drifted to her ear, “-can't trust her, she's only just become part of the pack, she knows nothing of the human world, Luca.” “I've told you, Blake, she'll be fine, she did perfectly with me. I'd take her myself, but... I can't. So I've got to trust my second, which is you. Are you telling me you're not up to being Beta!?” Luca's voice rose to the point that Alissa didn't need her ear pressed against the door. Alissa's eyes widened, Luca had said yes to her going and Blake was arguing. Packs do not argue with their Alpha, his word is law. What did Blake think he was doing? Alissa pressed her ear harder into the door. “Of course I am!” Blake exploded. “I've been Beta for three ye

I wanted her love and for a brief moment I had it. "I know you couldn't stand her after I left things between us. " I look at him half rolling my eyes as his hand travels down my arm, slight tingles move over me. This is nothing I tell myself. Cast and I we aren't mates. Not for real. That prophecy isn't real. It wasn't and never will be about us. These tingles we feel when we touch it’s just because I’m his beta. We both are powerful in our own rights inside of this pack.

I first noticed something was off when Jasper stopped pretending everything was fine. He did that thing where he leaned against the railing outside the command hall, arms crossed, jaw set like he was bracing for impact. Beta posture without the warmth. Brother posture without the patience. I should have known then that he’d found something out. “You’re meeting Corvin,” he said, no greeting, no preamble. Just dropped it between us like a live wire. I didn’t turn around. The compound was loud behind me, engines revving, metal clanking, wolves laughing too hard to drown out nerves. Normal noise. Necessary noise. “Careful,” I said. “You sound like you’re accusing your Alpha of gossip.”

Being a Beta means she'll never understand the overwhelming biological imperatives that drive Alphas and Omegas, but she's witnessed enough designation drama to recognize genuine distress. Riley's expression softens as she folds one of Lyric's sweaters, inhaling the faint scent of lavender fabric softener. Being a Beta means she'll never understand the overwhelming biological imperatives that drive Alphas and Omegas, but she's witnessed enough designation drama to recognize genuine distress.

"Alpha." "Start the reassignments today. You can give everyone a rank tag. The Capital Letter B for Beta. The Capital Letter G for Gamma and the capital letter O for omega. Though I doubt there are omegas in this gathering. Just fish out the warriors and calm the Gammas. The rest are Betas under fields. I want every wolf placed by sundown." "Yes, Alpha." He bowed his head. Then paused. “But how do we pick the qualified Betas for the branches you mentioned?”

"Isn’t that Alpha Kael's Beta?" "No!" "How is this possible?"

Being with this Alpha must be ten times better than being stuck with Gamma Price. I have to make this work. No matter what.

The only place left untouched by Neo's corruption. The perfect place to remind her who we used to be. I slammed the tailgate shut and turned toward the porch, expecting to see her stepping out any minute. Instead, I saw movement from the left—two pack members, warriors I knew well, striding toward me fast. "Beta," one of them called, breathless. "We've been trying to reach Alpha. He won't respond to the mindlink." I tensed. "Did you try the internal line?" "Yeah. He's not answering that either. We… we can hear him in there. He sounds like—"

I gasp as I feel his tongue lick over my skin again, nipping, sucking softly, but possessively. He slowly moves his hand up until he reaches my neck, caressing my collarbone. I can't help but let out a small moan, closing my eyes as I tilt my head back, bucking my thighs to suppress the feeling between my legs. "Please, Eli... I can't do this. Y—You're my beta. And- best friend to my brothers. What will they say when they find—"