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The Beta And His Human Mate.

{WARNING! MATURE CONTENT} PROLOGUE:  Alan yelled, his voice shuddering through his mate's heart, "You are mine and nobody else’s." “I am not yours! Are you insane?” Eleanor questioned while inspecting him. She was puzzled by the man's bizarre behavior in front of her. "I am aware that you enjoy dancing, but I make a distinction between the dance you teach and the one I just witnessed you perform.” Oh, so this was the reason for the yelling. She nearly chuckled as she told him, "This little dance is nothing," but she bit her lip when she saw a severe scowl on his face. “How many dicks do you think didn’t get hard from that little dance you did?” He was staring at her with glares that seemed to want to peer into her soul. He wasn't joking; he could smell every hot male in the room, desiring to have her. "It is all in your head!” She equally shouted, her voice loud as she continued, "I won't stop dancing just because it makes you jealous.” “Oh, you'd do that. And I'm not Jealous either!” Even though he shouted those words, the jealousy that was seething inside of him beckoned him to dispute his words. "I'm still not over the ruse you pulled on me when you misled me to think you purchased Hermosa. Trust me, if you try anything stupid, that's where I'll draw the line between us.” Both of their chests tightened at the mere prospect of being apart. “Huh! Do you believe getting rid of me is so simple? It would require one of us to pass away because the connection between you and me is too strong- stronger than you think.” “Then quit being a jerk, please!” Her comments caused him to painfully clamp his fingers into his palms. “You should also stop your sensual dances, I say! We would stop this argument if you agreed your dances seduce men.” Eleanor's face became hot with rage at that. The fact that Alan's jealousy grew every day was beyond her comprehension and she knew that this fight would not end anytime soon. Every time Alan watched her dancing, he felt the possessive trait that every werewolf experienced for his mate. What kind of dance would she be doing if he wasn't present, too?   Even without dancing attractively, she was enough to draw attention by simply standing there still. He should now begin remodeling all prisons and dungeons to his comfort because he was certain that he would kill someone one of these days. ****** When a father offered his life to save another, fates were forever altered. One was a human, the other a werewolf: She'll show you dance moves you've never seen before if you give her the beat! Eleanor has a carefree and friendly demeanor, and guests are always warmly greeted by her friendly demeanor. But beneath that lovely grin lurks a volcano waiting to erupt if prodded. Alan is a powerful Beta- adept at business, and everything he touches flourishes. His accompanying extras are fame and fortune. While Eleanor vows that she will never forgive Alan and his brothers for the humiliation and anguish she had endured at their hands, she found herself getting drawn to him the more. Alan, on the other hand, was conflicted about Eleanor's work and got divided between changing who she is and what she values the most. Is there going to be a battle if the powerful meet the insane? Or will an unforeseen sequence of events bring harmony to a couple doomed from the start? Would this cause them to grow apart even though they are mated? Who, after all, is this evil she-wolf, also hunting for any chance to harm this human? ***** Join discord : https://discord.gg/7TJWb2Qm

Chrissie_Swift · Fantasy
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217 Chs

Meeting Their Mum (Part Two)

But they felt they had to say sorry, and when they did, she ignored them.

The other guys mind-linked Alan, 'Your cross, now,' while the other men stared at Elizabeth with smiles. 'Hope you could carry!'

James' eyes continued to linger over Eleanor. Jordan was also staring at him intently as he turned his head away and when their eyes met, It was as if to caution him from trying anything.

 

"What about your age? And some information about yourself?" The discussion was continued by their mother, trying to get to know her new daughter-in-law.

"I'm 21 years of age. I dance for a living," Eleanor cheerfully informed the older woman.

Everyone stopped at the age she had indicated for herself, "I have a little sister who is 17," she continued without noticing how everyone tensed in their chair. James already knew her age, and so he was looking at her like Elizabeth was doing.

Alan was 33 years old. Even though he was the Beta and a werewolf, he couldn't help but feel uneasy. He started to worry that his mate would want his little cousin instead of him because he was twelve years older than she was.

Alan could feel himself getting angry, let alone his wolf, Scott.

"So since you've found your mother, it would only be fair if I go home, and since I didn't come here myself, James could probably drive me home,"

Under his neck, Alan could feel his rage building. His muscles clenched, and his face flushed red.

 

James forcefully shook his head as he observed Alan stiffening his chin and fingers. He didn't want to be attacked by him again.

Simon advised Alan to control himself and leave James alone so that no wolfing actions would happen in front of the human, "Maybe Alan, perhaps would drop you off." Simon quickly suggested.

"No! Who the hell do you think you are, exactly?" It appeared as though she had intended to throw something at Simon when she said that, which surprised him. Well! It didn't surprise him because he was the source of her "stay"-related agitation.

Elizabeth joined Eleanor in her laughter as she proceeded to gush about how James was the nicest of all of them.

 

Alan became crazy, and James became fearful as a result.

Alan yelled as he stormed out, "I will take you home tomorrow morning."

He walked back to the room he was occupying while Eleanor stayed in his and pounded on the door.

Everyone could see he was angry and hurt, even though they didn't share his feelings with him.

One by one, they all started to depart, and James ran away from the scene, not wanting to be the last to leave.

Till it was time for supper, the two women talked incessantly. Elizabeth could feel the young girl becoming at ease around her as they all sat around the table.

But as the men entered, she grew uptight, and when Alan arrived, she displayed that expression of anger and stared at the food on her plate.

 

As they ate, everyone was silent. Each man understood that it would be their fault if she rejected Alan. If only they hadn't initially abducted her or subjected her to torture.

"So, where is the other girl that you kidnapped?"Eleanor suddenly started to inquire about Lolly.

Daniel said with a smile, "she's gone," despite not understanding how women perceive the world.

That appeared to have infuriated her even more. "Reeeeeaaaaallly? You people kept me here while you let her go? Why could you leave her but not me when we were both the dancers? Even worse, she went with one of you, leaving me alone to dance. I got tortured by you folks." Her voice strained as she shouted at them.

 

"Fair enough, the first and second days were the only ones we tortured you. And we even carried you upstairs to tend to your wound. You didn't get mistreated by us," Daniel attempted to correct her while gently gesturing to calm her down.

"Nurture my injury? That wound on my shoulder got caused by you guys! I'm asking Alfredo to forbid each of you from entering the club. You are all insane. I'm sorry, lady. You all require medical attention. My shoulders were bit by this one here!" She spoke the final phrase while lowering her top so that everyone could see the mark Alan had left after marking her.

 

Alan, who was still clenching his jaw and was sure that his gums were about to bleed, was mind-linked by everyone, "Sorry. We are sorry things turned out this way."

Alan got up and fled because he was unable to bear it any longer. He could feel eyes on him from everyone, and his back grew heavy.

Even though it was getting dark, his mother and her companion were still discussing their hobbies.

There was no other female in the house that their mother could converse with but Diana. She also felt very alone after Diana left to visit her pack in China. She was thrilled to see Eleanor, but she was dying within since her sons had ruined their relationship with her.

She decided to let Alan calm down on his own, so she let him depart so as not to enrage him or his wolf.

Eleanor bid the older woman good night and went to bed as midnight approached. She couldn't wait to get home the following day.