Mated To The Beastly Alpha Dominic
19 years ago, Bethany Delaney was forced to flee the pack in the middle of the night. The Blood Moon attacked the Blue Crescent pack, and her family was murdered in cold blood by the Ruthless and Fearless Alpha Dominic.
3 years later, the revenge comes.
Alpha Dominic Rayleigh is a Ruthless, Fearless Alpha, known and feared by all for his strength and power. He hates the moon goddess for making too many laws for the werewolves, and he swore to kill any girl that the moon goddess gives to him as a mate.
What happens when she finds out that she is his mate that he has sworn to kill?
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Chapter 3
Bethany's POV
Sleep had evaded me all through the night. From my hideout in Carl's basement, I could hear the turmoil and chaos from our pack members. Everyone was scared, and they were trying to escape from the wicked Alpha, but there was no escape because the whole pack was surrounded.
I heard shuffling from the stairs leading down to the basement. I looked up in fear, thinking it was the warriors from the wicked Alpha, but it turned out to be Carl,
He looked frightened as hell as he walked past me and pushed at the broken cabinet leaning against the wall in the corner.
Could it be weapons that he needs to fight off our attackers?
"What are you doing, Carl, what do you have behind that door?" I asked once more, reaching out to turn him to face me, noticing he had been avoiding my eyes.
"I'm sorry, Bethany, I have failed you, and I have failed your father, our Alpha. I know I promised to stand by you and protect you, but I can't fight the wicked Alpha alone. He is too strong, and his warriors surround him; there is no way to defeat him. You have to leave here before it is too late."
"My father used to trade with the humans without the Alphas' knowledge; this is the path he used to sneak out of our boundaries. The cave leads to the other side of the woods, outside our boundary. When you emerge from the cave, follow the lonely path on your left; it leads to the train station, where you can board a train to the big city where the humans reside. Avoid the path to your right at all costs; it leads to the Red moon pack, and Alpha Dominic has already conquered that pack." He cautioned me seriously, sounding so strict.
I stunned. I deeply regretted that I was weak and needed everyone to protect me, but I know that I also want to live. These two contradictory thoughts left me unable to express myself.
I know Carl is right. I can't fight the wicked Alpha on my own.
Carl was shoving me through the door, urging me to leave quickly. I ran through the door, but after a few steps, I stopped when I realized Carl wasn't following me. I had to head back to where he stood, looking hopeless.
"Come on, Carl, we have to hurry, we need to get out of here before they get here." I urged him urgently, tugging at his hand, trying to pull him along, but he stood adamant, and he pulled his hand away from my grip, causing me to look at him in confusion.
"I can't leave with you, Beth. Someone needs to stay back here and hold them off. They know about us, my love; they are coming over here as we speak. Sooner or later, they will find this hidden path, and they'll come searching for you. I need to stay back and stall them for as long as I can. Go, Beth, save yourself before they find you. If I survive this, I'll come to the human side to search for you. Promise me, Bethany, promise you'll wait for me to come find you." He pleaded softly as he brought his hands to cup my cheeks.
The tears flowed freely down my cheeks as I shook my head vigorously. "No, Carl, you can't do this to me. I just lost my family, Carl, I can't lose you. Please come with me. If we leave now, we can catch a train before they catch up to us. We can get away if we hurry and leave now."
He pulled me into his arms and held me tight to stop my squabbling. He leaned down and captured my mouth in a passionate kiss, backing me up against the wall as he kissed me with so much passion, pouring all his affection into it.
"Listen to me, Beth, the longer you remain here, the more risky it's going to be. You're making it worse by staying here; you're actually risking our lives by delaying your departure. If you leave now, you'll be safe, and I'll have a better chance of getting away. Leave now, my love, I promise, I'll find you once I get out of here. It may take some time, but I'll find a way to get out of here, and I'll come find you." He placed his forehead against mine as he whispered soft, comforting words to me.
"Take this," he said, handing me a very large envelope. "It contains some clothes and cash that you can use to start up a new life while you wait for me to come find you. Your old phone is in there, but you can't turn it on yet; they could track your phone to find you. There is a new phone that I bought for you earlier in that envelope. I had wanted to give it to you on your birthday, but I think you need it right now. I'll call you on your new phone to check in. Try to blend in with the humans; don't draw any attention to yourself, or you'll get exposed...
Pam... pam... pam... pam... pam...
At that moment, a resounding knock at the door alerted us to the presence of our enemies. I panicked immediately and would have screamed in fear, but Carl was faster. He used his hand to shut my mouth firmly as he pushed me back against the wall.
"You're stronger than what you think, Bethany! Leave!! Right now!!" he scolded and yelled at me as he pushed me through the door, prompting me to leave immediately. I hesitated a little as I turned to look at him with my tears flowing down my cheeks. The pounding on the door kept increasing, and I heard angry voices outside calling to him, screaming his name so loudly that we heard it clearly from the basement.
He was right when he said they had found out about us; they sounded so sure that I was hiding in here. I was about to turn around and run as Carl had instructed, but I stopped in my tracks when I was hit by the most delicious scent ever. It was so intoxicating, so delicious. Like a magnet, his scent pulled me to him, calling to me. I don't know who the scent belongs to, but it's messing with my head, making me feel things that I've never felt before, things I never felt with Carl.
My wolf, Alexia, was howling and wagging her tail with joy as she screamed, but I couldn't risk my life for a mate who hadn't come to claim me all these years. I defeated the wolf instinct and chose survival and reason.
In shock and fear, I suddenly laughed out loud. How ironic this was! At this time, I have to separate from the person I love most, with an uncertain life or death. The mate comes, is there any meaning? My Luna?
Carl devoted himself entirely to me; no other guy could replace him. I turned to gaze at my love one last time, smiling sadly as my heart tugged at me, begging me to stay back.
"Go, my love, I'll come find you soon, I promise," Carl muttered softly.
I shifted into my wolf, picked up my large envelope in my mouth, and ran deeper into the hidden path, away from everything and everyone I ever knew, toward an unknown land I'd never been to in my whole life. I don't know what awaits me on the human side, but it's way better than being killed by Alpha Dominic.
"We don't need a mate, Alexia. Let's get far away from here before he finds us."My wolf wouldn't stop whining and whimpering sadly, telling me to go back to our mate.
Things have gone on until now, I don't believe in Mate anymore. If I had such good luck, how could I rely only on myself in the world? Why couldn't he have shown up sooner to help me get out of this?
This is an utterly unfair fate, one that will kill me. I want to escape from this fate, so I will not admit this, Mate. I want to live for myself, then take my revenge on Alpha Dominic.
I'll wait for my love on the other side, and I'm sure he'll find me. When he comes back to me, we can plot a way to get revenge on Alpha Dominic for all he did to my family. He will pay with his life, I swear it.
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9.7
I was an intern nurse working exhausting shifts, yet my mother constantly forced me into blind dates with wealthy, arrogant men to secure our family's social standing.
During a terrifying hospital lockdown, an assassin disguised as a doctor held a scalpel to my throat. I was almost killed, but a high-ranking military colonel threw his own body down a flight of concrete stairs to shield me.
I survived with cuts and bruises, but when I went home, my mother didn't care about my near-death experience. She was only furious that I had rushed out on my blind date with Preston, a rich financial analyst.
She forced me to meet him to apologize. When Preston grabbed my arm, bruised me, and mocked my attack as a pathetic lie, my mother still took his side.
"Men get angry," she told me coldly. "It's your job not to provoke them. You will beg for his forgiveness, or you are no longer welcome in this house."
I had narrowly escaped an assassin, yet my own family was willing to feed me to a monster just for a fat paycheck and neighborhood gossip.
My heart went completely dead.
So, when the intimidating Colonel appeared, offering me maximum military protection through a sudden marriage, I didn't hesitate.
I walked back into my parents' house and calmly slapped a crisp marriage certificate onto the coffee table.
"I won't be apologizing to Preston. I got married today."
8.4
"Are you going to treat me like the enemy?" Raffaele asked, hovering over me like a predator.
"You are the enemy," I sneered.
He smiled. "Careful. You're hurting my feelings."
"I hope I can hurt much more than that."
His eyes darkened. "You forget-I'm the one who can break you."
I vowed never to give my heart to a man. Never let one bend me. Never let one own me.
Then a single night changed everything.
When my best friend became a target, I took her place and caught the attention of the most dangerous man in the city. Raffaele, My friend's older brother, wasn't supposed to see me. We were never meant to meet but the moment his eyes locked on mine, I became his new obsession.
I don't bend and he doesn't let go.
Suddenly caught up in a world of blood and power, resisting a man like Raffaele might cost me everything...heart, body, and soul.
He wants me, dead or alive.
9.2
When Alma's father stood in front of the bulldozers to protest, the energy company's thugs beat him half to death in the mud.
Instead of arresting the attackers, the police handcuffed her bleeding father and threw him into a cruiser.
"Stay back, kid," the officer barked, shoving Alma away.
Her father was denied bail and framed for assaulting an officer. The corrupt mayor just smiled and told her not to cause a scene. Meanwhile, the company mailed her weeping mother a severance check that barely covered a month of groceries.
Alma was forced to watch her family be completely destroyed by men with money and power.
Kneeling in the cold dirt where her father's blood had spilled, she didn't shed a single tear. The panic in her chest died, replaced by a cold, absolute hatred.
She realized that crying wouldn't do anything. In this world, justice didn't exist for the weak.
Years later, Alma stepped onto a prestigious Ivy League campus, her cheap backpack slung over her shoulder.
She was surrounded by the arrogant children of the very executives who ruined her life.
She lowered her head, hiding her dead eyes, and put on the perfect mask of a timid, helpless charity case.
Undergrad was just a training ground, and these elite kids were just her practice dummies. The hunt was officially on.
9.1
Five years ago, I was a world-renowned concert pianist. Now, I'm an auto mechanic with a mangled right hand, hiding from a past my ex-husband, Carter, dismisses as a "tantrum."
He drags me to a charity gala where his mistress, Alexandrea, puts me on the spot, demanding I play for the city's elite-a cruel, public humiliation she knows I can't perform.
When I refuse, Carter shoves me to the ground in a rage. He still thinks our daughter, Lily, is alive, and he uses her as a weapon.
"Behave," he hisses, "and maybe we can bring Lily back home."
Bring her home? The sheer ignorance is staggering. He has no idea our daughter froze to death in the same car crash that destroyed my hand.
But just before the gala, my best friend uncovered the final, devastating truth. It wasn't an accident. They sabotaged my car and left us for dead.
Tonight, I'm not just attending a party. I'm orchestrating a funeral. Theirs.
9.5
One night, I was a girl seeking vengeance in a velvet mask. He was the stranger who took me against a cold stone wall, his touch a silent, lethal promise.
Now, he is Caspian Blackwood-the most feared architecture professor at Aethelgard. When my "perfect" boyfriend, Dominic Calloway, cheats on me and sabotages my degree, Caspian offers a lifeline with a razor-thin edge: Be his silent, nude model for thirty days.
The rules are absolute. I must wear a silk mask and a weighted collar. I must never speak. I must hold the poses he demands until my muscles scream for mercy. In the lecture hall, he ignores me with arctic indifference. In the studio, his gaze is a physical weight, stripping me faster than his hands ever could. But as the charcoal scratches against the paper, I realize the "deal" isn't just for art. It's for the soul I accidentally gave him in the dark. Will the deal destroy his career, or consume me first?
8.5
When powerless, unfavoured Princess Soleia was arranged to marry the newly titled Duke Orion Elsher, she assumed they would find love eventually.
Who knew that her father would send off her husband mere hours later to fight a war?
Soleia was left alone to deal with an impoverished fief, a crumbling estate, and spiteful, vindictive relatives of the Duke who all wished to see her gone.
She couldn't leave― there was nowhere else to go. Soleia desperately wanted her husband to return so he could offer her a helping hand. However, when he did, he returned with Elowyn, a woman he claimed was his true love.
A woman hellbent on taking her place as the rightful Duchess, no matter what she had to do to get Soleia out of the way.
Mistreated, misunderstood, and miserable, Soleia was eventually thrown out of the estate she helped build.
Fortunately, when one door closes, another one opens. Unknown to Soleia, a man more powerful than her husband had been watching her, waiting for the right time to snatch her into his gilded cage. Duke Elsher had been foolish to let go― but the crown prince of Raxuvia wouldn't make the same mistake.
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[Excerpt]
After two long years, Soleia's husband had finally returned home. But he was not alone.
"Your Grace," Soleia said, trying her best to maintain a calm tone, "welcome home. How were your travels?"
The man remained silent as he stared at her.
"Oh," the woman that Soleia's husband had brought back said. "I was just wondering where the servants were. No one has come to greet you since your return. Could you please help us bring―"
Orion tugged the woman back, protectively holding her in his embrace. His eyebrows furrowed as he glared at Soleia, his sudden action causing the woman to look confused at him.
"Orion?" she asked, her hands on his chest to steady herself. "What's the matter?"
"That's not a servant." In one swift motion, he threw the sword out at Soleia, only to be stopped by a flash of scarlet and the coppery scent of blood.
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Prequel to Stolen by the Rebel King.