Nathan is provoked
Benita’s POV I remained in the water, watching Nathan move over to where Christopher stood. The two men faced each other, locked in a fierce stare. I expected Nathan to say something, or better yet, for Christopher to speak, but neither of them uttered a word. They simply continued glaring at one another. “They’re communicating through mind links,” my wolf said, confirming what I had already suspected. My Curiosity piqued, I wondered what they were saying to each other. Suddenly, Christopher grunted, turned, and walked away. I furrowed my brow, confusion swirling in my chest as I tried to make sense of the conversation that had just taken place between them. I used the staircase to climb out of the pool and approached Nathan, crossing my arms as I stopped in front of him. “What did you say to him?” I demanded. Nathan sighed. “It’s nothing. We just had a man-to-man talk,” Nathan said, and I knew he was lying. This was more than a man-to-man talk. My frown deepened. “Nathan, don’t
Benita’s POV Nathan took a shaky breath, his damp hair clinging to his forehead, his eyes searching mine desperately. “Benita, I thought I knew what love was,” he began, his voice trembling, lacking its usual authority. “I thought I loved Nina. I convinced myself that what we had was real. But the truth is, it wasn’t. It wasn’t even close.” I stood frozen, my heart hammering in my chest as I listened. “With Nina, I cared, yes,” he admitted, his tone tinged with regret. “But with you… Benita, it’s different. It’s overwhelming, consuming. With you, I feel alive. You challenge me, make me question everything I thought I knew. You make me want to be better. To deserve you.” He ran a trembling hand through his damp hair. “I didn’t realize it back then. Maybe I was blind, or possibly I was under a spell. But every day without you felt empty. I didn’t know how much I needed you until you were gone. And now that you’re here… I can’t lose you again. I can’t.” My chest tightened, and I
Alpha Nathan’s POVWhile Benita was saying goodbye to her uncle and brother, I stood beside the car, watching her from a distance. The children were already seated inside, waiting patiently, their soft chatter the only sound filling the stillness around me.Then I noticed him—Lycan Christopher—making his way toward me with that infuriating smirk plastered across his face. My wolf growled low in my mind, but I held my composure. As Christopher approached, he casually shoved his hands into his pant pockets, his presence annoying, his eyes alight with provocation that gave me a challenging look.“So, are you ready, or are you already chickening out?” he sneered, his tone dripping with mockery.My wolf growled again. “Get out of my sight, Christopher. I don’t want to have this conversation with you,” I said, trying hard to keep my emotions in check. I didn’t want to lose my temper and make Benita even angrier with me.Christopher let out a low, mocking laugh. “I should have known,” he jee
Alpha Nathan's POV I led Nina into my study, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. As she reached for the door to close it, I spoke sharply. “Leave it open.” Her hand froze mid-motion, and she turned to me with a frown. Of course, she didn’t like it. But there was no way I was being caught behind closed doors with her. Not that I feared her—she had no power over me—but I didn’t want Benita to get the wrong impression. Nina scoffed, stepping away from the door with exaggerated annoyance. Ignoring her theatrics, I moved to my desk and sat down, leaning back against the chair before settling my gaze on her. “Well? What is it?” I asked, my voice calm but laced with impatience. “I want a million dollars,” Nina blurted out, going straight to the point. Her audacity caught me off guard, though I quickly masked my shock with a deepening frown. “You want what?” I asked, leaning forward slightly. “A million dollars,” she repeated, her expression as shameless as her demand
Alpha Nathan’s POV Darius walked into my office and placed a file on my desk. I lifted my gaze from the contract I’d been reviewing and glanced at the file. “These are all the details the spies gathered about Nina,” he began. “According to their findings, her husband got himself into trouble with gambling. He owes a debt of one million dollars.” My brow furrowed as I leaned back in my chair. “Go on.” “It seems Nina is constantly on the phone, likely talking to him. He’s currently in custody—not with ordinary people, but a dangerous mafia group in China,” Darius explained. I frowned as I picked up the file, flipping it open to examine the documents inside. The details painted a grim picture, each line confirming my suspicions about Nina’s desperation. Her so-called husband wasn’t just in trouble—he’d dug himself into a hole so deep that Nina was scrambling to save him, even if it meant using Lila as leverage. “So,” I said, my voice steady but cold, “she’s risking everything
Benita’s POV Nathan walked in just as I finished tucking Theo into bed. Our eyes met as he quietly shut the door behind him, stepping slowly into the room. His gaze immediately flicked to Theo, who was already fast asleep. I noticed the bright smile that spread across Nathan's face as he looked at Theo, and then he moved his gaze back to me. “Hi,” he said, giving a small wave. I swallowed hard, unsure of how to respond. This version of Nathan—the calm, kind one—was unfamiliar territory for me. I was still trying to adjust to him. “I just finished putting Lila to bed,” Nathan announced. I exhaled softly and nodded. “I was going to check on her once I finished with Theo, but… thank you for doing that.” I gave him a smile, one that wasn’t forced. Nathan shook his head and stepped away from the door. He moved over to the edge of the bed where I stood and, surprisingly, took both of my hands. Feeling his touch, my heart raced, and my wolf purred at the warmth and comfort of it. He
Benita’s POV We arrived at the woods, the moonlight barely lighting the way. The night felt heavy with the tension between us, and the silence was thick, as though there were words we both wanted to say but couldn’t. I followed Nathan into the clearing, my heart pounding in my chest, unsure of what I was doing here. Was it because I wanted to shift into my wolf, or was it because I wanted to spend time with him? Nathan turned to face me, his eyes dark with something I couldn't name. He wasn’t saying anything, but the way he stood there, so close, made the air feel suffocating. He started unbuttoning his shirt slowly, as if testing my reaction. I watched his fingers work with deliberate slowness, my pulse quickening with each movement. My mind screamed at me to look away, to avoid the temptation that had been building between us, but I couldn’t. It was like a pull—something I couldn’t fight. Before I even realized it, my fingers were moving to the buttons of my blouse. The cool ni
Benita POV Nathan’s hands gripped my hips firmly as he pushed me back against the tree, his powerful body pinning me there. The rough bark scraped against my skin, grounding me in the moment, while the heat radiating off him sent shivers cascading down my spine. His green, piercing eyes locked onto mine, burning with raw intensity. His chest heaved, his breaths coming ragged, as though he were holding himself together with everything in him. “Benita…” He whispered my name like it was both a plea and a curse, his forehead pressing against mine. His voice was low and guttural, full of need. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.” “Then show me,” I said, my voice trembling but steady enough to carry the weight of my challenge. My hands slid up his chest, feeling the tension in his muscles, the rapid thud of his heartbeat beneath my palm. “We don’t have to label it.” For a brief second, regret flickered in his eyes. I cursed myself. Goddess, I sound like a horny slut. He groaned,
Benita’s POV Nathan’s warm hands roamed over my body, sending shivers down my spine. His fingers massaged my breast, rolling my nipple between them, making me moan as I arched into his touch. My lips trailed along his neck, sucking and biting softly, reveling in the way his body responded to me. I could feel him hardening again for the third time as I rocked my hips against him, rubbing my aching core along the length of his dick. The friction sent jolts of pleasure through me, making me desperate for more. Without hesitation, I spread my legs wider, inviting him in. Nathan settled between my thighs, sliding into me effortlessly, our mixed release from earlier making the movement seamless. A deep groan escaped me as he filled me, stretching me just right. My fingers clawed at his shoulders, my hips moving to match his thrusts. Every stroke sent waves of pleasure through me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper. Our moans tangled in the air, raw and unfilter
Benita’s POV Nathan withdrew from my pussy, a smug smirk curling on his lips as he looked down at me. His mouth descended on my breasts again, his tongue flicking over my nipples before he sucked one into his mouth. I arched my back, moaning, my body still trembling from the waves of pleasure he'd just given me. Just as I started to catch my breath, his fingers found my clit, teasing me with slow, deliberate circles. A sharp gasp left my lips as my wolf purred in delight. His right hand worked its magic between my legs, his mouth suckling at my breast, while his left hand massaged the other, kneading the soft flesh. Different sensations coursed through my body, setting every nerve on fire. My thighs trembled as he plunged his fingers into me, thrusting in and out, stretching me, teasing me, driving me insane. My moans filled the room as I gripped the sheets, desperate for more. He moved faster, his fingers curling inside me, stroking that perfect spot. I clenched around him, my wa
Third person’s POVAs Nathan pushed open the bedroom door, the warm glow of candlelight flickered across the room, casting soft shadows against the walls. The bed was decorated with red rose petals, a trail of them leading from the entrance to the grand four-poster bed. The scent of fresh roses lingered in the air, mingling with the faint spice of Nathan’s cologne. Benita stepped inside first, her gaze sweeping over the beautifully decorated room. A soft smile curled on her lips as she turned to face Nathan, her eyes filled with desire. He watched her, his intense gaze locked onto hers, dark and filled with the urge to touch her. Slowly, he stepped behind her, his hands coming up to the zipper of her gown. His fingers grazed her back as he tugged it down, the silky fabric parting with ease. “You’re breathtaking,” he murmured, his lips brushing the curve of her shoulder as the gown slid down her body, pulling at her feet. Wearing nothing but a lacy slip underneath, Benita turned to
Benita's POV The door pushed open, and Xavier, dressed in a black, well-tailored suit, walked in. The moment his eyes fell on me, he smiled widely and moved over. When he got to where I stood with the bouquet of flowers in my hand, he gently placed a kiss on my forehead and then pulled away, his eyes shimmering with tears. “You look so beautiful, Benita. Our parents would be so glad wherever they are,” he said, and a bitter smile appeared on my face. I wished they were here to share this joyous day with me. “You are a beautiful bride,” he added, and I smiled. “So, tell me, are you ready?” he asked. I nodded. “So ready,” I said with a soft chuckle. Xavier smiled and brought forth his arm, which I took, and then he led me out of the room. The wedding was taking place in the pack hall, a building attached to the mansion. As Xavier led me down the hallway, my grip on his arm tightened slightly. My heart raced, not with nervousness, but with excitement. This wasn’t my first wedding,
Benita’s POV I was combing my hair in front of the mirror when the door to my room burst open. Theo and Lila rushed in, their faces filled with panic and worry. “Theo, Lila? What is it?” I asked while abruptly getting to my feet. Theo was the first to speak, his voice trembling. “Mother, it's Father. We were with him, playing in his room, and he just fainted,” Theo said in panic. My heart stopped. “What?” I gasped and didn't give it a second thought before racing toward Nathan’s room. I raced down the hall, my heart hammering in my chest. The thought of Nathan collapsing filled me with fear. Had he been hiding an illness? Had something happened while I wasn’t looking? I didn’t stop until I reached his room, pushing the door open with force. “Nathan…" But I froze. The sight before me was nothing like what I had feared. Instead of finding him unconscious on the floor, I saw roses—dozens of them—scattered across the floor, their petals creating a sea of red. White candles flic
Benita’s POV Darius tightened his grip on my arms, holding me as I struggled to breathe. My entire body trembled, my mind spinning. A plane crash. Nathan had been on that flight. I swallowed the lump in my throat, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. “Have you tried reaching him through the mind link?” My voice came out shaky. Darius's jaw tightened, his expression filled with worry. Just like me, he was on the verge of crying. “I did. There's no response.” My wolf whimpered inside me, her fear echoing my own. I sucked in a deep breath, forcing myself to stay upright. “I have to try.” Closing my eyes, I focused on the bond, the connection that tied me to Nathan—the mate I had been so cruel to last night. My heart raced as I reached out, calling for him through the link. “Nathan?” Silence. I tried again, panic gripping me. “Nathan, please. Answer me.” Nothing. Tears spilled down my cheeks. “No… no, no, no.” My voice cracked as I shook my head. He couldn't be gone.
Benita’s POVI hated myself.I hated myself for what I had done.Nathan had gone through all that trouble—setting up a beautiful dinner on the rooftop, trying to make things right between us—and I had turned him down. Again.And for what? Because of Nikita? Because of the way I had seen them together earlier? Because jealousy had wrapped itself around my heart and squeezed so tight that I couldn’t think straight?How could I be so cruel?My heart tore even more as I stepped into my room, shutting the door behind me. My heart pounded in my chest, and my feet itched to turn back—to go back to the rooftop, to tell him I was sorry, to sit at that table he had set just for me.But I held myself back.I had already hurt him tonight. What good would it do to show up now when he had probably already left?I swallowed hard and climbed into bed, pulling the blanket over myself. But no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t sleep. My mind kept replaying the look in his eyes, the way his voice had s
Alpha Nathan's POV I held the roses in my hand and sucked in a deep breath to compose myself. I was so nervous, like it was my first date with a woman. Well, it might not be my first date, but it was the most important. I placed a soft knock on the door, and Benita’s soft voice asked me in. I held the doorknob and pushed it open, then stepped in. Stepping in, I expected to see Benita halfway dressed, but she wasn’t. Rather, she was dressed in her nightwear like she was about to go to bed. I stood frozen, gripping the roses in my hand as my heart raced in my chest. I had expected to see Benita halfway dressed, preparing for our date, maybe even looking forward to it. Instead, she was wrapped in silk nightwear, her long hair cascading down her shoulders as she looked at me with a calm expression. “You’re ready for bed?” I finally asked, my voice betraying the disappointment I tried to hide. She sighed, shifting on her feet. “Nathan, I… I don’t feel like going anywhere tonight. You
Darius’ POV I drove into my apartment, feeling exhausted. Getting out of the car, the men stationed at my home welcomed me, and I responded with a curt nod as I made my way toward the sitting room. In the living room, I met Marta, Oscar’s nanny. “Welcome, sir,” Marta greeted, and I nodded, looking around, searching for my boy. “He went to bed early,” Marta announced, as if she could read my thoughts. I nodded. “Becca?” I asked, referring to Oscar’s mom. Marta frowned. “I have no idea. She left right after you did and hasn’t returned since.” I was surprised, but that was typical Becca lifestyle. She’d leave early in the morning and wouldn’t return until past midnight, stumbling in reeking of alcohol and sex. Yes, sex. Despite having a child with me, despite living under my roof, Becca still sees other men, and according to her, I can’t tell her what to do. I can’t control her because she is just my baby mama; she isn’t my mate or my wife. But how can I think of settling down wi