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Torn Between the Alpha and his Betas

Chapter 4 Beast 🖤

Word Count: 1219    |    Released on: 10/03/2025

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nce I survive this. No, I'm not worried because of my wife -th

fucket

hands. "When did you get back?" Fuck, why did you come

he's definitely proud of my display of af

o explain. "Turns out there was good reason for it," s

return?" I i

you left,"

r man was elsewhere - wedding a white washed doll, and giving

mantic get-together with my woman. "W-what is ha

m just too annoyed to put up with the litt

winkling with uns

p at her. "I have important matt

round my waist as s

ns have reassu

ds wrap around my waist, and she huffs in disbe

was she

g," she says in an

y brushed away what I told her in the carr

pression is replaced by a stern look of determination

ie," I taunt her back - two can play at that game. "You can find the door at least," I say, poin

ggle in her eyes betrays her, conveyi

smiles. "Sure," she gives a light cu

ce for a while, shocked by her sud

g my attention. "For a Frost

kle. "

ortly after, the look on hi

s to Vale before tu

ying litt

"She had

uire, but Val

to talk

on is different now, looking more lik

urns away, heading to th

ne of them and taps the

next her. "I really didn't mean for you to f

e done the trick,"

ntly objected if I had sent the raven, making it tha

s. "You promised that you w

now," Leo says before

h for her, but she swats my

n. "You know the situation, Vale. You know

s. "You could have said no and seen

hard. "That's what

t," she hisses. "You a

in. This time, she's more rece

on. "And if you call your banners,

ying. "If Frore comes for us, the other two Northern Packs are su

their numbers!"

that they are ancient Wolves and, b

'" she counters with another quote. "

mselves a part of the 'Nor

face - pure determination, unwaverin

Wereworld, not divide it over something as trivia

pointedly. "Good then. Speaking of pups, how

y head. "

midair. She strikes with her second, and I grip i

's a literal child! I wouldn't eve

aggressively. "'Wi

le!? Stop, it's not funny," I say, still laughing

ou mean?"

l make it happen. Anything at all to

, her purple eyes bu

up her perfectly oval-shaped face in

stick to it. When I say I will

beam as she stares into my gree

face loosens, my hands dropping to

ad that mischievous look in her eyes t

to her trap!? I've known this

Tri

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