CONSUMMATION OF OUR HATE

The silence in the room was louder than the moans had been. It was an insult. A physical weight pressing against my chest. I stood at the edge of the bed, watching the flickering blue light of her laptop screen reflect in her eyes.She was still wearing those headphones. Still acting like I was a ghost.I didn't think. I just acted. I reached down and ripped the headphones off her head."Hey!" she snapped, finally looking at me. Her eyes were wide, the pupils blown with sudden adrenaline. "What the hell is your problem?""My problem?" I leaned over her, my hands planting on either side of her hips, pinning her into the mattress. The scent of her, vanilla and that sharp, defiant fire, was overwhelming now that Cassandra’s perfume was gone. "My problem is that you seem to have forgotten who you’re talking to.""I know exactly who I'm talking to," she hissed, trying to push against my chest. Her hands were small, but they felt like brands against my skin. "I'm talking to a man who’s

A SPARK OF HOPE

AVA'S POVThe shame hit me harder than the pleasure had. I stayed on the bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling the wetness between my thighs and the ache in my soul. I had wanted him. I had begged for him.I hated myself for it. How could I have given into the stupid urge?He had proven that no matter how much I hated him, I was exactly where he wanted me: under his thumb, and wanting more......I couldn't sleep that night. I felt so ashamed and disgusted with myself. Also, the maids had come two hours ago to prepare me for breakfast with the family. Fuck my life.The dining hall was a cavern of silence and polished mahogany. The table was ridiculously long, a literal physical barrier between the people sitting at it. At the head sat Jaxson, looking as sharp and lethal in a black suit, his wavy hair falling to obe side, his expression unreadable. He still looked annoyingly attractive and I hated it.To his left were his parents, the former Alpha and Luna. They barely looked at me. I c

IN CONTROL

Ava’s POVThe morning air outside was crisp, but it was a relief compared to the suffocating luxury of the dining hall. I walked along the stone path of the rose garden, my shoes clicking softly against the gravel. For the first time in what felt like forever, the constant, crushing weight in my chest eased just a fraction.Because I wasn't alone."I’m telling you, he once spent three hours trying to track down a rogue squirrel because he thought it was a spy from the neighboring pack," Ethan laughed, his shoulders bouncing under his leather jacket. "The guy has zero chill. He’s had a stick up his ass since he was twelve."A genuine, breathless laugh escaped my lips. "Please tell me you have pictures of that.""Somewhere in the old archive room, absolutely. I’ll dig them out for you," Ethan said, giving me a warm, easy smile. He walked with a lazy grace, hands shoved into his pockets, totally the opposite of Jaxson.Looking at Ethan, I felt a wave of profound relief. After the b

PLAYING WITH THE MONSTER

AVA's POVThe aftermath of my countermove left a ringing silence in the garden, but the victory was short-lived. By noon, the heavy weight of pack tradition officially caught up to me. As the new luna, I was placed under mandatory leave. A stupid pack lawdesigned to keep the newly mated female isolated inside the Alpha's wing for three days.I still don't have my phone. They want me to concentrate entirely on my connection to pack lands. What a foolish law. I never bothered to learn them since I didn't think I'd be mated to a royal.When I didn't get mated at eighteen, I gave up. I thought the moon goddess was doing me a favour then, but clearly fate always catches up to us.By late afternoon, I found myself sittting on top of the window, my knees pulled up to my chest. The midnight-blue dress felt heavy, but I hadn't changed.I leaned my forehead against the cool glass, wanting to cry and break free. Then a soft tapping on the glass shattered the silence.I gasped, my head snapping t

TWO CAN PLAY THAT GAME

Jaxson’s POVI knew he was out there.The scent of leather clinging to the air. Ethan was still out on that ledge, pressed against the brickwork in the dark thinking he was slick.My iwolf was a roaring furnace of black, homicidal rage, clawing at my throat to tear my brother to pieces for standing anywhere near what was ours, for coming near her. But as Ava’s small hands tangled in my collar, pulling me down into her heat, a darker, much more vicious instinct took over.Let him stay, the wolf whispered, its teeth baring inside my head. Let him watch.I didn’t say it out loud. I didn’t dare let Ava know that her little savior was trapped on the other side of that sheer curtain. But as I stared down into her defiant, blown-out pupils, a cruel, possessive thrill shot straight to my core. I was going to ruin her right here against the glass. I was going to make her scream my name so loud that it would bleed through the stone walls, carving the sound of her submission directly into m

All Chapters of MATED TO THE ALPHA I HATED : Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

CONSUMMATION OF OUR HATE

A SPARK OF HOPE

IN CONTROL

PLAYING WITH THE MONSTER

TWO CAN PLAY THAT GAME