Seducing And Playing My Alphas

a's

is pack. They would be sentenced to death and their bloodline will foreve

r of the Nightbane's Pack's great hall. My wrists were bound behind my back, my eyes blurring from the tears I

aso

In fact, everyone in the Pack knew this, but it doesn't matter anyways.

. He stood before them, his face bloodied, battered and broken but his spirit wasn't-he was stil

ld at least try to stop this. The man I ha

My love. My mate

ial black outfit, his silver eyes cold as he stared straight ahead. His jaw clenched,

ed as I couldn't believe that Moon Goddess had paired me with such a perfect mate. But I couldn't deny the pull, his scent whenever he was close

uldered with piercing silver eyes, and chiesled features that made it seems like an art in a gallery. And imp

ince then, with the blessings of our

ething. Do something. You know my family woul

didn'

ect me. He loved me-he told me that several times. He wasn't like his fa

ed to drag my parents away

that bound me. "No! Alpha p

still as calm as ever as they dragged h

to stay calm. "Close your eyes, my l

uld I pretend this is a bad dream -when I would wake

ion remained as cold as ever, looking at me like I was some insignificant animal. "My father

weak from the forceful impact

rkness consumed me was Callum -sit

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f my room, but that did nothing to ease the pain

my parent

The memories of my parents still echoed in my head,

membered their last words: Survive, Z

hought . Maybe, just maybe all these

ll weak, but I tried to force myself up, and it was then that

once sharp silver eyes now dimmed. Callum.

trembling with barely restrained rage. "Get out." I snapp

zed my cheeks, gentle in

is voice was rough with

erat

hrashed against him, hating him, hating myself for still craving his warmth. I p

it him. Did

ing my head to his chest. And

ow for how long I cried but Callum touch was comforting. He didn't say

, I stopped crying and pulled away

red. "I couldn't.... just go

nd against him-not even his own son. I hadn't expected him to go against his father

be alo-" before I could finish his lips brushed ove

y. "Callum....wh

. "Let me have you, Zaria. Let

rg

o silence. Was he stupid? His father killed my pare

y everything-blow jobs, hand jobs, kissed and he

y, which was to happen in the next two wee

claim me like not

ip possessive. "If you let me mark you, we can still be