Betrayed by the Beta, Loved by the AlphaUpdated at Oct 27, 2025, 05:55
“Let me,” his voice was barely above a whisper, and it made me want to submit to him in ways I shouldn’t even be thinking about.
I clamped my legs shut together, hoping, and praying to whatever deity out there, that he wouldn’t smell my arousal.
If he had, he thankfully didn’t call me out on it. Instead, he soon got behind me and helped me put on the necklace. The gesture wasn’t one I would call amorous, but believing he was only taking pity on me wasn’t an option anymore… or so I hoped.
“Thank you,” I soon drawled, my voice failing me ever so slightly, because I was getting emotional. “Thank you for making sure I felt included, even when nobody cared genuinely about me. The set is beautiful. The jade bracelet is wonderful. And the hairpin is just as unique.”
“Glad you like them,” he whispered, his breath fanning the back of my throat, his arm settling around my waist, in a manner I would have thought was possessive if I didn’t already know he had someone in his heart.
Before I could place a word, he unexpectedly brought me closer to him. Acres of taut muscles met my back, heady masculine energy surrounded me, making my head spin. He was all man, and I thought my heart might have been trying to break free of my ribcage.
“What are you doing?” I asked, my voice feeble, vulnerable, and almost needy.
My cheeks burned, and my breathing became ragged.
“Finish your hot cocoa,” came his soft command.
How? I all but growled mentally, wondering how he could be so dense. He was making breathing difficult. How was I supposed to drink or even appreciate any beverage?
“Hunter, can you just…”
I couldn’t bring myself to tell him to release me.
And though he wasn’t stupid by any stretch, I felt him lean forward, instead of giving me some space, his lips meeting the top of my head, giving me a gentle kiss.
“Hurry up and be mine, little wolf.”
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Love is never easy, and I am learning that the hard way.
Loving Sebastian, the Beta's son, for years turns out to be quite the mistake. And it is only too late that I realize I never stood a chance.
Then, Hunter Black comes back from his Alpha training. He has most of the female population of the pack swooning over him, but his eyes seem to follow me wherever I go. He doesn't smile, barely talks, and his gaze is always deep and scorching.
I know I shouldn't want him. I shouldn't entertain any silly ideas about him... He's dangerous. Untouchable. Out of my league.
The issue is I have always been fascinated by the burn.