All Chapters of Resisting the Beta: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Finn quickly wrapped his other arm around me. Resembling the finale of a dance, he dramatically lunged us both downwards to place the basket down on the stone floor. /Very fancy/ I link, his lips curving up so sweetly as I continued to kiss him. Refusing to break away, he links back, his tongue gently finding mine, my hands fisted in his ashy brown curls. /I have more moves than just fighting, you know Kharkov/ and whatever he is thinking of now just made every nerve in my body tighten with excitement. I gasp as my skin heats and goose pimples, nipples harden and pussy clenches to. Immediately hungry for his body to be even closer to mine. Yet he’s holding me light as a feather, draped almost parallel to the ground, his forearm cradling the length of my spine. A cry of “MAMA!” breaks the spell. We both look to the empty doorway and then back again. Finn kisses me quickly on the lips before effortlessly lifting me back up to standing, picnic basket already in his free hand. I c

Warily, I put one foot on the plate and swung the other leg over. Finn’s eyes don’t miss a thing. He sees the shine between my legs. I don’t care if I’m needy for my mate. My nerves hang on a string, waiting for him to pull the next trick from his sleeve. Driving over, it felt pretty nice, holding onto Finn and allowing the vibrations to rumble through my core. Now I’m back on the bike and already making the black leather saddle slicker. Seated, legs spread, I’m forced to wait as Finn stares at me. “You have any idea how stunning you look. I pictured it enough times, but the real thing…I think I’m going to have to drive you home naked. Ban all clothes from this thing.” I’ll never get used to how broad and powerful he is. The scars left from the fire have removed some of his boyish perfection. I’ve already told him it makes me love him all the more. He’s not perfect, almost, but not quite. Not now his shoulder shows a still-pink line around six inches long. His calf and thigh ha

It was unsettling without Leona. Remembering that everyone around me didn’t have an automatic sense of how I was feeling. Guiding my women into position, their arrows, and lighter fuel ready to go, I could easily imagine my sister. Face furrowed in concentration. Double checking her equipment. Betting with me on the likelihood the enemy would refer to us as bitches.. She would be magnificent. All those times we defended Cragstone together. Now I'm forced to inhale, stand proud, and give Diane Jackson a wry smile. Although, to her credit, she hasn’t mentioned kissing, laying her hands on, or sleeping with Finn once since the night I returned. /Good. She’d be no use after we’d finished with her/ Impes growled possessively. Our long lines of dynamite exploded, Alpha Nikolai and Zeke sprinted with their men through the shattered minefield. "NOW!" I cry, our flaming arrows soaring overhead like hellfire. Finn’s idea looks to have worked perfectly. In the smoke and confusion, the

We could smell Nikolai even before Finn charged through the arched stone doorway. It was a heartbreaking sight. For such a tall, powerful man to be helplessly splayed out, resembling a butcher's discarded cut of meat. Zeke’s hands and arms were raw from trying to lift away the weighted, criss-crossed silver laced netting. Covering his hands just saw Zeke’s arms and even his face branded with silver burns, such was the panic to release Nikolai from his trap. It took waiting for Cillian to arrive to provide the lift and strength to get it away as cleanly as possible. Savages. /All those traps need destroying before we leave here./ /Absolutely. Good idea/ Finn agreed silently. But right now, Nikoali was naked. Seared from head to toe in grisly black lines, angry red boils already erupting around the flesh. “Get me home! Just get me home to Genevieve,” he screamed before his eyes rolled into the back of his head. “I need Vee.” Across our bond flowed sorrow and heartache. If I

Naomi jumps out, grinning at me, and I can’t help running even harder towards her. Does she even know how badass she makes black look? It’s just sportswear, but the way she carries it, how do you ever have that much self-belief? “Naomi! I didn't think you'd come back! I’m dodging Sawyer, Mama is always sending him to fetch me back to Cragstone.” “Why are you always getting away? Is there something wrong?” she asks, and I don’t even know where to begin. It's shameful not to get along with your wolf. To admit you're lonely and the only person you talk to regularly is hired to bother finding you. I need her to stay around long enough. Maybe I could even ask her for advice about Huli. her wolf might be a handful, too, for all I know. I open my mouth to try and string something together except for my other sister. “Hey! What are you doing this far out!” Leona interrupts, shouting out of the truck window. She can piss off, always treating me like a baby. Naomi is the one staring at m