Alpha's Regret: Losing His True Mate

For years, I belonged to him. Not his mate. Not his love. But his bedmate. His Gamma. His shadow in the night. Alpha Calhoun made sure no man dared touch me, no wolf dared look at me. I was his possession, his secret, his sin wrapped in skin. And I endured it all-his rough hands, his dark devotion, his kisses that tasted like fire and chains because at least, for a while, he was mine. Until she returned. His destined mate. His so-called true love. And suddenly, I was nothing. Cast aside, silenced, left to wither in the shadows of a love that had never been mine to claim. But the thing about being claimed by a man like Calhoun. is that he never truly lets you go. "Try to leave me, Elodie," his voice had been a snarl against my throat, his grip bruising my waist. "I'll burn down every border, tear apart every wolf that stands in my way, until you crawl back to me. You're mine, even if the Moon Goddess herself wants to rip you away." He didn't know then that I already had one foot out the door. And when I finally left his pack. I took more than just my broken heart with me.

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“D…daddy” I breathed out, as he explored my mouth with his tongue. His hand was caressing my shoulders and arms, I felt him cupping my breasts, squeezing them gently, roaming towards my nipples and pinching my nipples like he wanted to pull out milk.

His lips came down to my neck leaving love bites and hickeys.

“D…daddy, please” I moaned. I don't know what I wanted.

I just had my nineteen birthday night, and I’m exploring new things with my daddy. Daddy wanted to give me the best birthday gift, he promised to give me something amazing today, my first-ever orgasm.

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