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Chap 1

I woke up promptly at 6 a.m. At that moment, there was no period of disorientation or confusion about where I was. Sleeping and waking to me was like the flick of a light switch. I could go on or off at a moment's notice. It was the way I had been trained. No one could ever have a hope of launching a surprise attack against me.Moving sinuously, I slid out of bed and with sure fingers made my disarranged bed. That was another thing about me. I always left order in my wake, cleaning up after myself all the time. An orderly mode of existence always spoke of an orderly mind; that was my mantra. Stepping quickly into the shower, I took a quick bath. I had a job to do this morning, so I pulled on my favorite articles of clothing; tightly fitting black trousers, a black shirt, and black sneakers. My auburn hair had already been cut short ages ago. It lay across the nape of my neck. Winding a piece of rubber band across my fingers, I fastened my hair together, getting the runaway strands ou

Chap 2

Never Submit to My Mate /H.B Temilorun

I scowled. Alpha Scott had told me to behave but how on earth could I do so when I felt so restless? I fought the impulse to tap my feet impatiently. With the rigorous training I had undergone, I scoffed at people who could not manage their emotions, and who wore their hearts on their sleeves. Doing that was an open invitation for the enemy to know that he had you riled up. The guards who stood around me looked at me curiously. I didn't blame them. I knew that I- who they knew as the ruthless killing machine, cold as ice- was acting out of character. I would have given anything to have left the room at that moment but my Alpha's induction overrode my will. I put my feelings down to the anger I felt at King Dante. The way he had come to my pack to choose a mate, like the women were ripe fruits he was entitled to pluck at his whim. I looked closely again at the faces of the females assembled. Instead of the disgust and chagrin, I had expected to see reflected on most faces, some of th

Chap 3

Never Submit to My Mate /H.B Temilorun

There was a suspense-filled moment when he looked so mad that I thought he would slap me. His grip around my throat tightened painfully for a second. His hand inched to my face in an attempt to take off my mask. I clawed at his hands. "Let go." I managed to choke out.His grip loosened immediately. I sat up and took huge gulps of air."Get up," he ordered.A feral growl escaped from my lips."You think you're tough, don't you?" he said, conversationally. "I suppose you know who I am. Is there any other pack you could run to that would be entirely free from my influence?" He squatted in front of me. "Face it, you can't escape." His tone hardened. "Now, get up, we are going back to back.""I am not going anywhere with you."He gave me a cold bitter smile. His fingers twisted themselves in my shirt as he forcibly pulled me up. I struggled in his grip. He held me tightly by the arm."You have two choices. It is either you follow me quietly or I make you. Actually, now I am really thinki

Chap 4

Never Submit to My Mate /H.B Temilorun

I glanced at Allison sleeping beside me in the moving vehicle. Each time I looked at her, I felt a sense of pride and ownership. Allison seemed different from all the other girls I had known. All the others before her had wanted -no- desired me. While talking or having conversations with me, it almost felt as if I could read their minds. Some were after the money, others the wealth, power, and position that came with being my Luna. They had all felt unreal somehow.In my experience, women were flighty things. The predominant thoughts in their heads were to look pretty, find a suitable mate, make babies, and hang on to their husband's every word. I had voiced these thoughts to some of my pack members once. Though they had not said anything- not daring to contradict me- I could tell from the expressions on their faces that they thought I was being too judgemental and harsh. I would be the first to admit that I was- for want of a better word- somewhat harsh but it was in my nature to alw

Chap 5

Never Submit to My Mate /H.B Temilorun

"My Luna will not walk into my house on her own feet for the first time. I will carry you in," he informed me. I yelled in protest, but it was useless. He didn't put me down. In his arms I struggled. Hooking my fingers into claws, I scratched his back until we got inside the house. He didn't flinch. Rather, he seemed to enjoy my struggles. My breath caught in my throat as my eyes scanned the whole mansion. Gigantic and classic were the words that came to mind. It was way bigger than the pack house back at home. Maids bustled through the mansion, some bowing as they passed the Alpha. The house had a homely and cozy feeling to it and as I stared at the paintings that adorned the walls of his house, I noticed we had stopped moving. "Do you still want to remain in my arms?" His deep baritone voice interrupted my thoughts and I clamped my lips shut, cussing at myself inwardly. "Not that I mind though, but a few seconds ago, you seemed to want nothing but to get away from me." I glare

Chap 6

Never Submit to My Mate /H.B Temilorun

The ladies were all dressed in really brief shorts and blouses that exposed their midriff. They had perfectly styled hair, perfectly lacquered finger and toe nails. Their faces were carefully made up even at this hour of the day. Their appearance spoke of hours of preparation. The lady's finger trailed from Dante's neck to his bottom lip. Dante's tongue flicked out and licked her finger. She crowed with delight, looking like the cat that had got the cream. "Alpha Dante," she moaned. The other ladies shot her envious looks, masking it almost immediately with sultry smiles. Bemused, I watched as one of them adjusted her bra. With her hands she lifted up her breasts, puffing them out to its fullest extent while Dante's attention was occupied.The girls intensified their efforts at vying for his attention. Hands were everywhere around him, touching, carressing every inch of him. Dante gave a satisfied sigh and sank carefully into a chair behind him. Fingers undid the top two buttons of

Chap 7

Never Submit to My Mate /H.B Temilorun

The Omega's eyes met mine, but she hastily dropped them. I gritted my teeth and urged myself to go even faster. I could bet that this whole lunch thing was Dante's idea. Taking me from my home down to his to make me witness his debauchery, then ordering me to have lunch like I was a little girl. I was used to doing things how I wanted and when I wanted, not having suggestions or orders thrown at me. If Dante and his pack thought that I would change who I was just because they had me with them, then they had another thing coming. I ignored her, hoping she would go away. I could feel the anger I had felt building since yesterday taking over me. Exercising this afternoon had not done much to quell the bloodlust I felt and I was this close to losing it. "Beta Allison," she said in a pleading tone and curtsied. "I- I don't know if you heard me, but I said lunch was ready and I am sure you may want-" "Go away. I don't want to eat. If I did, I would go to the kitchen and request for food

Chap 8

Never Submit to My Mate /H.B Temilorun

It had been a few hours since I had left the dining room. I still could not believe that Dante had let me go. I was more than relieved that he had though. For a moment there, I thought he would have physically restrained and kept me there. He had looked so mad. It would have been doubly humiliating to have to obey him in the presence of Maddox and Madison. Having to bend to his will was bad enough. Considering Dante's authoritative personality, I guessed it was only a matter of time before he attempted to take control of my life entirely. I had to do something quickly. I had been docile long enough. In my room, an idea had suddenly occurred to me. I searched for my suitcases in the room, finding them tucked away in the wardrobe. The wardrobe was so ridiculously large that it made my belongings seem so small. It was like I had nothing. I scowled. What sensible person would have enough stuff that would occupy the wardrobe anyway? I shook my head in vexation and rummaged through the fi

Chap 9

Never Submit to My Mate /H.B Temilorun

Dante's POV "What's it going to be, Allison?" I asked, watching her every move. Allison hesitated, her gaze drifting towards the dagger safely put away in my pocket and the door which was her only means of escape. I had made the threat about not returning the dagger because, in the brief moment, I had asked her about how she came in possession of it, something in her face had changed. She was a really tough girl, but I could tell that the dagger had a sentimental value. It annoyed me that I had not had a glimpse of her face. I could not tell what she was thinking or feeling, her face half hidden behind that mask. Her expressive green eyes were all the indications I had of her emotions so far. More than anything else, I wanted to know all there was about Allison. The reasons for her actions, her motivations, and her drive kept me wondering- trying to figure out the enigma that was Allison. Shifting slightly, careful not to make any sudden movements, I stood in front of the door, ef

Chap 10

Never Submit to My Mate /H.B Temilorun

I stared at the closed door for a full minute after he left. I had been sure that he would maximize this opportunity of attempting to unsettle me. I half expected the door to open again, admitting him. When a few minutes passed and there was still no sign of him, I began to relax gradually. I sat heavily on the bed, the mattress dipping beneath my weight. Dante had seemed preoccupied when he received the mind link. I wondered what had happened. Well, it was none of my business after all. I fell back on my bed, staring up at the ceiling. I was not in the right frame of mind to continue with the laptop. Hacking into the complex security system required skill and concentration. I most definitely had the skill, but I could not concentrate at this moment. One wrong move and Dante's security detail may be able to detect an alien presence trying to access their cameras. My mind went over and over the scene with Dante- how he had nearly touched me when I took off my mask. I had seen the shoc

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