Taming His Beta General
"I won't accept your rejection, Lorraine. You are the one I want."
"Then you are as mistaken as the Moon Goddess. I am not fit to be anybody's mate. I... I am a killer. It is what I do."
"I understand. You are a soldier. Which soldier has not killed to protect? I will never hold that against you."
"Wrong. I am a cold-blooded murderer. Being a soldier is just the perfect excuse."
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Lorraine Spears has spent most of her life as a rogue, surviving by her wits and strength. When devastating war gave her a chance to join the coalition army, her fate became entwined with the alpha queen, Athena. Rising from a mere rogue to right-hand general and beta of the queen's pack, Lorraine lives for duty alone. Yet beneath her stoic exterior, the past haunts her.
Then the Moon Goddess plays her hand, mating Lorraine with the most infuriatingly arrogant alpha she has ever met. Determined to resist him, Lorraine refuses to let a fated mate distract her, while Logan refuses to let her go.
Just when she thinks she might have paid enough for her past sins, bloodcurdling vengeance returns, and everything she thought she knew about her family is revealed as a lie. Reeling from betrayals, unexpected new family, and an obsessed enemy on her heels, Lorraine must decide whether to trust a bond that threatens her clarity or embrace her predicted happily never-after.
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Chapter 5
"What?"
Instead of instinctively stepping back as he stalked towards her, she raised her brow. "You don't want to fu...?"
"Stop talking," he growled as he laid his finger on her lips, cupping her jaw in the process.
Lorraine's breath scrambled in her throat. Still, she managed to narrow her eyes. "You don't tell me what to do."
"Right," he murmured, eyes intent on her lips. "But I can shut you up."
His breath on the corner of her lips as his thumb trailed over them like a work of art was enough to do that.
Still, Lorraine refused to take her eyes off his, even as her insides melted in anticipation.
He... he was going to kiss her. And she had no intention of stopping him.
His extended fingers tightened slightly on her throat as his breath drew a hot trail from her lips to her right ear.
A swift nip on her lobe made her jerk involuntarily, the action pushing her hard nipples into his chest.
She could already feel his hard bulge against her, which surprisingly did not make her pull away.
"I won't stop." The words sounded faint under the sensation swamping her body, yet they were just as hot. "A taste of you, and nothing will stop me."
"I... who said anything about stopping?" Lorraine was more than sure that could not have been her voice.
His ragged breath as his hands tightened on her shot a thrill through her. Now, he would...
"No." The word sounded tortured as he suddenly jerked back from her.
The eyes she had unconsciously closed snapped open as an unexpected feeling of rejection slithered through the hot frenzy in her body.
She held herself rigidly as she blurted, "No?"
He shook his head, took a step towards her and stopped just before he held her again. "No, Lorraine. I won't let you reduce this to... what you are doing," he finished with a limp wave of his hand.
"What am I doing?"
"Putting this down to just the mate heat, Prickly. That."
"I told you to stop calling me that." She glared at him.
His stormy look was replaced so swiftly with a grin that she blinked. This man.
"Maybe when you stop pushing me away, I will consider that."
He stepped towards her again, and she was the one who stepped back this time.
She couldn't believe she was actually feeling put out because he would not screw her brains out. She had always thought of him as annoying, and now she wanted him to fuck her until she forgot everything?
"This is your fault," she blamed her wolf, since the Moon Goddess was too far away to take responsibility for the mating she had shoved on her.
To Logan, she said stoically, "You had your chance and decided to blow it. I won't offer again. Now, let's get the rejection part over with."
He smiled as he folded his arms, all former agitation gone, like he was in control again. "You have not been listening, have you?"
"You haven't been making much sense," she answered curtly.
He nodded blandly. "Then let me repeat myself. Lorraine Spears, I am never rejecting you. I will haunt you until you realise that you can't live without me."
The arrogant... Wondering how on earth she had felt all the confusing emotions earlier, Lorraine gave him a derisive look as she said, "I only thought you were just an insufferable fool. Didn't know you are delusional too."
The insult rolled right off him as he stepped towards her again with widespread arms, saying, "See, babe? That's why I want us to get to know each other. How else will you discover all these wonderful qualities of mine?"
Lorraine almost lost the battle with the smile that sprang to her lips. She settled for an aloof look, even as he held her folded arms.
"Stay with me, babe. And you will find one thousand and one reasons to fall in love with me."
His intoxicating scent was messing with her again, so she tried to shrug him off.
Instead, he caged her in his strong arms, kissed the tip of her nose, and his grin disappeared as he stated, "Answer one question for me, please."
"What?" she blurted automatically, wishing he would let go of her before she melted into his arms.
"Your low blood sugar. That is a very rare thing for a werewolf. Any idea what caused it?"
The reminder of how he had seen her vulnerable, twice now, made her stiffen, and she jerked out of his hands as she gritted out, "I told you to mind your damn business."
"Lorraine, I..."
Annoyance crossed his face as his phone suddenly rang. He pulled it out to disconnect it, but hesitated as he saw the caller ID.
He looked apologetically at her. "I am sorry. I need to..."
"None of my business," she muttered as she stepped around him.
"Damien," she heard him say into the phone as she stepped out of the treehouse.
Damien. That was his beta. The one who had played a crucial role in the queen's rescue when they were in the human world.
Logan had put him in charge of the pack when he decided to follow them to Moonvale to root out those who wanted Athena dead.
Even though she did not want to admit it, Lorraine knew he did it partly because of her.
Just as he was mostly staying on in Silvergate now because he expected her to change her mind. She wouldn't.
"If the beta is calling him, maybe something important happened in his pack. He would be leaving, Lorraine. We can't let him leave like this." Kiarra's panicked deduction rumbled in Lorraine's mind.
She was surprised that it did not sit well with her, even as she said, "He can choose to go where he wants. I don't care."
"I care!" Kiarra snapped. She had always been mostly supportive in everything Lorraine did, but she had proven to be quite difficult when it came to Logan. "He is our mate! We shouldn't let him go!"
"I can't possibly tie him here, can I?" she muttered tersely. "He has a pack to run."
"We can go with him," Kiarra insisted.
Lorraine's step faltered as that possibility sprang into her mind like an unwanted burr.
"I am doing nothing of the sort. Stop talking about this," she snapped, ignoring Kiarra's sulk as she picked up on the sounds behind her.
He was still far behind, but she knew he could easily gain on her anytime.
"Lorraine, we need to talk!" His call made her want to shift into her wolf, outrun him and never stop.
She stopped herself from doing that and broke into a run instead.
Shame dogging her footsteps at her uncharacteristic behaviour, Lorraine entered the alpha house, glad she had beaten him there.
She intended to stay away from him until he gave up and returned to his pack.
Very soon, she would need to leave for Moonvale too, even if the queen decided to stay on in Silvergate.
The problem with Guinevere might have been resolved when the bitch blew her head off in front of Raymond two days ago, but there were still other things to handle in Moonvale. First on that list was Lance, the damn traitor.
Lorraine was looking forward to venting all her frustrations on the damn delta who had colluded with outsiders to hurt their queen.
Then...
"Lorraine, you are back. Great. Come join us. I have something to tell you."
Lorraine's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Athena's voice.
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Not only was I drugged, blinded and assaulted. I was deceived into carrying a baby by a stranger I never knew. Then he appeared and took my child away.
I was sent to a militia by the father of my child. I thought I was rescued but I was recruited to be a weapon for killing. Who was manipulating me, I didn't know. The answers were far from what I knew.
Forced to blend into the world that I could never believe I would be to, a place where brutality reigned, kill or be killed was the only language. I have survived but he has to pay for everything he did to me, because I believed every phase of my life was set by him and him alone. Have I really survived?
Who would have thought, he existed twice in the same world? Do I really know who I should take revenge on? Him or the person I would sacrifice everything for?
Was my mother the one who orchestrated everything? What kind of pawn am I?
8.9
Seventeen-year-old Nina Storm has spent her life running from her tragic past, her dormant wolf, and the dreams of a mysterious man she can't escape.
Raised by her protective father after her mother's death, she has never stayed in one place long enough to call it home. But everything changed when they return to their home, the Moonlight Pack.
Nina discovers that her mate is Zane, the pack's Alpha... a bond that defies werewolf laws and the pack's expectations. Their undeniable attraction is dangerous, and their bond threatens to disrupt the fragile balance of power within the pack.
When an attack on the pack shatters her world, Nina loses everything, including her life. But death isn't the end.
Reborn, her dormant wolf awakens giving her a newfound strength and powers, Nina must navigate a world of betrayal, love, and vengeance as she unravels the truth about her family, her mate bond, and the danger threatening to destroy everything she holds dear.
9.1
My husband, Dante Moretti, the feared Underboss, signed the divorce papers I slipped him without a glance. Too busy texting his true love, Sofia, he was blind to the annulment decree ending everything. The Reaper couldn't see the death of his own marriage.
For three years, I was Elena, his silent wife, the "Caged Canary," cleaning his messes while meticulously planning my escape from our loveless world.
He dismissed me for Sofia's every whim, publicly shaming me after a past love letter was read, then abandoning me again for her fake crisis.
That night, he violently shoved me against a wall, leaving me bleeding and concussed, rushing instead to protect Sofia. Discarded and injured, my invisible love became a weapon against me.
His crushing blindness, the cold realization I was a mere placeholder, fueled a profound injustice. How could he be so lethal, yet oblivious to his wife, favoring the one who betrayed him?
With chilling resolve, I uploaded Sofia's confession, initiated a massive financial transfer dismantling his empire, and staged my own death. Under a new identity, I fled to San Francisco, ready to build my power, far from his bloody, deceitful world.
9.7
Agent Alivia Sanford opened her eyes to the suffocating stench of wild animal musk and raw sex.
She hadn't just transmigrated into a savage beastman world; she had woken up in the body of a 300-pound, diseased, and universally despised woman. Worse, the original owner had just drugged the tribe's strongest warrior, trying to force a mating.
Now, the warrior pinned her to the cave floor with murderous fury.
"You think you can trap me, you disgusting pig?" he snarled, ready to rip her throat out.
After kneeing him and escaping, a "Super Charm AI" bound to her mind demanded she conquer her five designated mates to survive. But these men treated her like a walking plague. They mocked her bloated face, threw bloody raw meat into the mud for her to eat, and publicly announced they would starve her to death. Even her own family looked at her with utter disgust.
In her past life, she was a legendary survivor who could have crushed these arrogant men with her bare hands. Now, she was trapped in a weak shell, threatened with soul erasure by a system if she didn't grovel for their affection. Why should she beg for love from beasts who wanted her dead?
Looking at the five "-100" hostility scores on her system panel, Alivia coldly drew a mental cross over each of their faces. Enduring agonizing pain, she forced her bio-manipulation ability to violently purge the toxins from her fat body. She wasn't going to play their twisted game; she was going to find her own resources and make them pay.
8.2
In our beast world, females are treated as nothing more than precious breeding stock to keep the pack strong. As the pack's best Mender, I spent all my time focusing on my healing herbs, completely ignoring my maturity ritual.
But tonight, the blind pack elder grabbed my wrist and delivered a chilling ultimatum.
If I don't choose my mates by the next Full Moon, the Council of Elders will force a match and assign them to me.
The threat is already suffocating. Arrogant, elite warriors like Caleb Quinn are pacing outside my door like starving wolves, stalking my porch and using pack business to corner me. At home, the reality of multiple mates is even worse. My mother has two mates—my father, the strongest Alpha, and my cold, intellectual step-father. Their toxic, murderous jealousy turns our house into a daily war zone. They literally unleash suffocating killing intent on innocent cubs just for hugging my mother.
I am disgusted by this sick, possessive obsession. I refuse to let my life become a battlefield of jealous males fighting over who gets to guard my door, and I absolutely refuse to be forced into a harem by the Elders.
So, I made a declaration that shocked my entire family and broke every pack tradition.
"I will only ever take one mate."
And to make sure none of those predatory warriors can touch me, I set an impossible trap.
"Whoever wants me must defeat my father first."
8.6
"Agent Mia, If you could meet up with this task of bringing Kraven Astor down within the space of 6 months, then consider yourself a Special Senior Agent."
All Mia requested was her due promotion, but it came with a condition just to prove how less a female was seen in the security agency.
She is supposed to go undercover to bring down the ruthless don of New York's most feared mafia clan, who seemed untouchable and undefeated, which a wrong move could cost her everything.
You know, infiltrating his empire was the plan, but falling for him was never part of it.
Now, as their worlds collide, more secrets unravel, and a forbidden passion ignites between them, and she is stuck choosing between vengeance and the man who could be her downfall.
Indeed, she was sent to bring down the Mafia, but what if that's where she actually belongs?
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