My Dark Beast

My Dark Beast

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"Will you stop being a brainless jealous jerk for once Xander?" I exclaimed to him. His nostrils flared with anger and the intensity with which he was looking at me was doing something within me, I felt bothered. "I'm not jealous. Why would I be?" He spat angrily but with no eye contact. "So, you're not?" I challenged him. "Nope." He said with seriousness but I know him well. "Then don't you come barging through the door interrupting my date and ruining it. I have my own life to live which doesn't involve you." I said the exact same words he said to me earlier. "Fine. I won't ever try to meddle anymore." He said and then started to make his way towards the door. But I know him well, I am his mate after all. I know what he feels. He is broken inside and out. He wants me to push away just because he thinks that I being near him destroys me. I made my way towards him before he could turn the knob of the door of my bedroom to leave. I jerked him towards me with force. And I did the next impossible thing I'd ever do. I kissed him. He didn't respond to me and tried to pushed me away. But his attempt was futile. I pulled back to kiss him hard again. I pressed myself to him, to feel the warmth of him. My hands were in his hair desperately trying to make him react. And I succeeded in my attempt. His hands which we were on his sides wrapped around my waist and brought me impossibly closer to him. ... Xander King is ruthless, cold, possessive and a feral werewolf with the darkest soul. Shailene Wolfe was sweet, caring and a loving wolf. But she wasn't one to be considered weak. She knows how to fight for her right and others as well. She was never a quitter. Xander always wanted to have a mate but he knew he wouldn't jeopardise her life by mating her. He has hungry wolves waiting to seek revenge from him and his position. After all he isn't just a King by mere surname. He is the Alpha King. So what happens when he is mated to Shailene Wolfe? Read to find out.
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This is a world where power and dominance stand above anything and everything else. This is a world where you don't want to run around in the dark. This is a world where love is nothing other than a meaningless word used to describe the indescribable feeling of having a Mate. This is a world where wolves are dominant and only the most powerful survive. This is the world Silas, a loner and the first full blooded wolf in history, was born into. The world where she must prove her dominance in order to survive. * * * Unbearable pain erupted through my body, almost instantly. Dizziness made the room swirl unnaturally and darkness threatened to take over. "Up," the Alpha repeated. I tried, but, once again, I was rendered immobile. Another large syringe full of the green and silver mixture was injected into my body. This process repeated, time and time again. My body could not handle it. The room spun in quick, repeating circles as darkness surged, covering everything I saw and felt with a thick, black blanket. I couldn't remember anything. Not who I was. Not where I was. Not who was with me. Not what I was supposed to be doing. But, as I lay there, unconscious, beginning to go insane with pain, I could still hear, still remember, him. I could remember the voice of someone I had met, not that long ago, that already meant the world to me. I could remember the feeling of our wolves connecting, all but the new fifth member of my body, who had led me to this dark, dangerous place. I could remember feeling, for the first time in years, what it felt like to be happy. I could remember his name. Jace. * * * I do not take credit for the picture used in the cover of this story. <ON HOLD>

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