The Beta’s Regret

Chapter 10

He has to be joking. But he doesn’t look playful or amused.

His eyes were challenging me to deny his claim.

“What–do–you mean?” I stuttered

“What do you think I mean, Butter?” he spoke softly, yet firmly You are mine, so I can look at you anyway, anyhow. anywhere I want to.” His eyes still watching me like a hawk.

My heart leaped crazily at his words.

No! I shouldn’t be happy about this. I should be getting tired of being treated like a thing. Theo said that I belonged to him. yet slept with me declaring me as his mate, and now wants to make his sex toy.

I am not having another male treat me like an object

I am a person with feelings. I am a respectable, dignified she–wolf. I will show Eros that I deserve to be treated with respect!

I turned to steal a glance at the Hybrid sitting comfortably on my bed. His biceps taunted with muscles, and his abs are almost visible underneath that tight t–shirt

His hair was scattered sexily like he just rolled out of bed, well, he’s in bed… on my bed

Gosh! He is so breathtaking

Oh, for goddess’s sake! Focus, Eden

“Well, you don’t own me,” I said quickly, averting my eyes.

“I do, and you know it. You’ve known that for a year now,

What?

What is wrong with this

Creature?!

“Now put your shoes on, Butter,” he growled.

“Hey! You can’t just tell me what to do. Just because you’re a Hybrid and

bed; his movements so quick, and quiet. He was

have no idea what I want to do to you,” his voice was husky as he walked closer till my back hit a wall “When did become such

you

The way he moved reminded me of what he is. A

excited ne at the

bending you to my

image of him “bending me to his wil I gulped again,

fiery red. When did I start

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thoughts are playing in that pretty little head of yours,” he bit my earlobe and a moan slipped from my lips. Something darkened in his eyes, but then he straightened his shoulders

now,” he smiled before picking me

fire

to squeak. He was already kneeling beside me and his

black sneakers

and stronger… Like the crazy creeper that I am, I leaned in

nose, that my fingers itched to

taking you to where

Interrupt us by doing

as if he knew what I was thinking. My cheeks turn red. His

little dirty thinker. I blame him for all the wild thoughts that popped into

mouth to speak, when he grabbed me by the waist and hauled both of us up, and out

me. We touched

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out of my window. But never had I

want to walk, or I should carry you there?” he asked huskily.

at this closeness with him. What is wrong

from around his neck and stepped

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Hybrid. There was a wicked glint in