Beast Alpha and His Cursed Luna
Mature Content- Rated18+ (No rape) "You look lonely and well..." "Well?" The Alpha gave her a condescending smile. "Broken. Like someone who has fought a lot of battles. Someone who has been hurt." She said. "It's true. And thus, I am ready to fight even more battles if it promises what I want," Alpha Maverick said. "And what do you want?" She asked with a sweet smile. "Death. Death of all the rogues for what they did to me," Alpha Maverick said, looking at the girl who became stiff beside him. "You are not a rogue, are you?" Alpha Maverick looked into her enchanting eyes, his hand caressing her cheeks, making her smile awkwardly. She was indeed a rogue, and not just any normal rogue, but one wanted by the entire world. ~~~~~~ "I, Valencia Brooklyn, reject Tyler Anderson as my fateful mate. I would rather accept death than a disloyal mate." These were the exact words that changed her life. Since this werewolf world couldn't accept her for being an omega and not having a wolf, she decided to do the exact same thing. She became a rogue that everyone started fearing and looking for. A rogue who killed other rogues, stole from people, rejected an alpha, deceived the council, and most importantly, lived among humans while breaking all laws and norms. What will happen when someone from the council gives her anonymous case to the strongest alpha in the world? An alpha even stronger than the Alpha King's son? How will she save herself from an alpha who has vowed to kill all the rogues to avenge what they did with him? How will Maverick Aurelius catch this mysterious rogue who doesn't have a scent? When they first meet, he should've killed her, but how was he supposed to recognize her when she was a mere cat? Valencia never turned into her wolf because she was cursed to be a shapeshifter. How will the alpha recognise the rogue in the cat who has developed a weird habit of coming into his room and playing with his things?
The way he wanted her
ALPHA MAVERICK'S POV
I was losing it.
As an alpha, I was ashamed to admit it, but I was losing myself in these feelings, which only increased for Valencia.
I shouldn't have tasted her back then. It was a hefty mistake that I was paying heavily for.
No matter what I am doing or how important tasks are pending, the only thing I can think of is her pleasuring her, loving her, wanting to lure her into having sex with me.
Fuck, my body was acting on its accord. Or what alpha would actually risk his reputation and climb the balcony of a woman, knowing very well that the council's head and his son were still inside the apartment and, according to them, I had already left?
What would they think of me?
However, all those thoughts flew out of the window when I saw her exiting the bathroom dressed in a towel, barely reaching her thighs.