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Behind Enemy Lines

Stella chose to spend her life with her partner. She is aware, given her circumstances, that if she meets her true love, he will reject her. She comes from a wild pack. Doyle is the Beta from his pack. He accepted the fact that he will never find a partner. When he finds himself in front of her, he will not be aware of what will strike him. When he discovers who she really is, what will he do?

DaoistW6PmDJ · Fantasy
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Stella:

"Are you sure you want to continue doing this?" Holding my wrist as she prepares to eat, Beth wonders. Your heart is beating extremely quickly.

Naturally, it does. You will soon consume my blood. I answer to her.

"I'm going to tell you, this is a bad idea. Are you certain of this?" Onyx inquires.

I make a tongue click. You are not assisting."

Beth brings my wrist closer to her lips, and I see it. She was already sipping from it in a flash. Because it stings a little, I close my eyes.

Beth will keep an eye on me when she lets go of my wrist. She licks the little drop of my blood in her mouth's corner.

As Onyx healed me, the two small wounds she inflicted on me are already gone.

I empty my mouth. So, what is the conclusion?

Beth keeps her head cocked to the side. Your blood is definitely unique in some way. I can't let you know if it is the response you are searching for. It's truly bizarre."

As the betrayal hits me once more, it makes my stomach turn. He played me flawlessly. Renard was aware of his actions.

My side-arm fists tighten. This is the last time anyone will ridicule me.

"That girl is mine." Onyx beams.

I say out loud, "I should have never trusted him in the first place."

"Beth looks at me with a frown. Who?"

My arms are folded in front of me. the person who brought me here to seduce James.

"What?" Beth yells.

Because I am a werewolf, I should not be alarmed because I am aware that she is only a vampire. But I know deep down that she's more than that. She's not an ordinary vampire. In a flash, I make a stride back from her.

I quickly declare, "I'm not going through with this." Doyle and James definitely have some familiarity with this. They already know. My friend is Doyle. He has my allegiance.

She appears to be calmed by my words.

She touches my arm with her hand as though we are old friends. I apologize. This pack is everything to me. Without them, I don't know where I would be.

Onyx gives a head shake. Her mood shift is frightening.

"Hear! Hear!" I just can't help it.

Beth makes her way to a couch to sit down. Before I became the person I am now. I was seized by a werewolf named Rodney."

Shit! Shit! Shit!

She's discussing Renard's sibling.

She must therefore be the person he previously mentioned to me. He probably has no idea she is a vampire. Permit me to add that it is quite potent.

"Please accept my apologies to say this, yet I tracked down this present circumstance pretty amusing." Onyx laughs out loud.

He was employed by Gitano, a vampire. Beth looks at me with a frown. Is there something wrong?"

I'm sure she saw my expression.

I ought to disclose Renard to her as well.

I swallow my anxiety about what I'm about to say. I don't have time to finish my sentence. Renard is Rodney's little brother and the one who brought me here. I can't see Beth because she moves too quickly in front of me. I am held by the throat by her.

In an effort to break free of her hold, I grab her wrist. I refuse Onyx's request to come out to defend me. I need to make amends for the choice I've made thus far.

"Now, release my partner!" Francis suddenly stands behind Beth and growls.

"Were you aware of this?" Beth clears my throat while barking at Francis.

"We found out this today. We were going to inform you, but we had an emergency to attend to.

In order to protect me from Beth, Francis stands between us.

Although he is protecting me once more, I am aware that Beth is one of their friends. Francis repeatedly demonstrates to me that he is there for me. He gave me more in a single day than Renard gave me for eight years.

"Indeed." Onyx concurs.

I'd like to hit myself. Now I understand why Francis was paired with me by the Moon Goddess. He is my ideal partner. Why didn't I notice this the first time I saw him?

"He completely blinded you." Onyx scowls at herself.

"I am ashamed and I know it."

Beth raises her arms to her chest. Then, tell me everything.

As he begins to tell her everything, I observe the back of Francis's head. even the time Eric spent with me after he left me here.

absorbing Eric's words. I'm not surprised by it. In any case, he never liked me. I just feel sorry for myself. I feel so sorry for myself for not realizing it sooner.

When Beth is ready to leave, she takes a step back. I must leave. Cole should ponder where I'm. Tell James I'll see him soon." She turns her attention to me. I apologize. When I grabbed you in that way, it wasn't fair. Sometimes. I can't keep myself in check.

I raise my hand and shake my head. Don't worry. I can empathize.

When we are by ourselves in his house. I squeeze his hand as I reach for it. Francis Doyle, my name is Stella Maurice, and I'm from the Ravens of the Mist pack. May I ask if you'd like to be your mate?"

Onyx does a lot of jumping.

Francis kisses my forehead as he cradles my face with both hands. You are my mate, Francis Doyle, Beta of the Ravens of the Mist pack. I swear to you that I will defend you with my life.

I touch one of his checks with my hand. He puts his hand on mine, which is still on his cheek, without hesitation. After that, he swung his head in my direction and gave me a heartfelt kiss on the palm of my hand.

Francis says nothing at all. He lifts me in his arms, marriage style. He walks over to us and leads us to his room.

I'm all set. I'm sure of it.

In the end, I knew what I wanted.

Francis is my dream. I want Ares. We want both of them. They are truly our partners. I can no longer fight this.

Surprised me. Onyx keeps her silence and says nothing.

I give him a kiss.

I unbutton his chest with hands that shake with fear. In my chest, my heart is pounding like a hammer. Francis assists me in taking off my shirt when it reaches the floor.

"I request that you mark me. Would you honor me by making it official?"