(Elias’ POV)
I walked into my office and sat down at my desk, keeping myself very still. The fury raging inside me was at the point of almost tipping over into a destructive warpath. Marcus followed me in watching me carefully.
“Hey boss,” he said. I could tell he was keeping his tone even so as not to trigger me. If anyone knew my temper, my anger, the monster that lived inside me, and I wasn’t talking about my wolf, Jax. If anyone knew that other monster, then Marcus would be the one to have seen him in action. I did my best to keep that side of me, the bloodlust side, firmly under wraps. Only since meeting Harper, since finding my beautiful mate, that monster felt both sated whenever we were around her, and instantly hell on earth furious the second anything dares to hurt her.
“How much did you hear?” I asked, looking up at Marcus. We had just been to the cells. I had found Harper snooping around the entrance in what suspiciously loo
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(Elias’ POV) “Elias, calm down!” Marcus shouted over the roar of rage in my head, “Control it, for fuck’s sake,” “I am going to find him and rip the bastard limb from limb!” I snarled “Now get out of my fucking way before I make you get out of my way” Marcus widened his stance in front of the door stopping me from going on a rampage to find the abusive little mutt. “Elias, don’t let him take over,” Marcus growled. “Oh, this isn’t him, this is all me. I am the one to do this, not him,” I growled back. I felt a hand on my shoulder and whipped around, smashing my fist into the person’s body, and realising a second too late that I had just knocked Tommy flying. He jumped up his shining gold and then bright white. That was enough to break me from my rage for a second, but also enough for me to breathe through and control it. “What the fuck was that?” I exclaimed as his eyes bled back to his normal colour. “My wo
(Elias’ POV)My nerves got stronger as we drove closer to the location. There was every chance that this would go wrong. I tried to draw Harper out by making small talk. I mentioned that I had made sture Stokes wasn’t ruining her birthday by bugging her and she smiled and thanked me. She kept looking out of the window and I readied myself, just in case she realised where we were heading and reacted badly.I pulled into the side of the road where I was directed and saw the pathway we were to take. I glanced over at Harper who was looking out the window. She seemed uneasy in herself but when I helped her out of the car she smiled at me. We began down the path and just as I saw the lights decorating the gazebo come into view I felt Harper stiffen and then gasp behind me. I turned quickly and she was staring at me with
Hello to my lovely reader. I just wanted to reach out about the lack of updates to this book. I am current going througha breakdown of a ten year long relationship, and this is obviously taking my energy at the moment. i need to put myself and my children first. And I don't want the quality of the book to suffer either. This is why I haven't been posting. But I am planning on re starting updates on Monday 11th October 2021. And they will be daily updates. I hope you can understand while I take this break.Thank you in advanceAisling
(Harper’s POV) I woke up enveloped in the warmth of arms wrapped around me. Elias’ scent surrounded me and I felt a peace inside me that I hadn’t felt in a really long time. If ever at all. I laid there, not wanting to break the spell. And I know that there was some small part in me that wanted to hold on to this feeling like my life depended on it. And yet there was a bigger part that was scared, scared of allowing myself to be taken in, to trust someone else fully with that broken part of me. To see beyond the shield and see how fucked up I really was. Because what if they saw that and they rejected me? What if they decided that there were too many pieces to fix and what if after showing them the truth in what I was they left me there, exposed with my own feelings? And no way to know how to build my wall again. Or worse, what if they stayed? What if they were really in for the long haul? They come armed with emotional superglue and dili
Hello my lovely readers. First off an apology, I never intended to take such a long break from this book and appreciated and appreciate the support that I have received here and in my fan group. The reason for this break is down to my mental health. Thne break with my ex triggered my bipolar disorder in one of the worse episodes I have had in a long time.I am happy to say that while I'm not 100%, I am better than I was and I am ready to start writing again. I have actually already started, but I am trying to think of this sensibly and I am aiming to build up a number pf chapters so that if I have a bad day you will still get updates. That being said, this is the plan going forward. Beyond Beta's Rejection will begin updating again on November 1st 2021. I fully intend for this to be daily updates. The plan is for this book to be complete by the end of November (unless another crazy twist happens).
(Colton’s POV) ****Ten years ago*** “Hey!” I felt a sharp pain in my arm and glared round at Damien. “What the fuck, man?” I exclaimed, rubbing my arm where he had just punched me. “You just got us killed, you idiot!” he said, and pointed to the large screen in front of us. I blinked and saw the words GAME OVER splashed across the screen in red writing that was meant to look like blood splatter, “Seriously man, those twerps annihilated us because you were too busy mentally wanking off in your head” Damien snapped. Geez, it was just a computer game, but he had been restless lately, so I let him off. “Shit, sorry man,” I said. “I guess I was just thinking about-” “Harper,” Damien rolled his eyes, “Yeah, I know” “It’s just, she seemed different today,” I said, thinking back to the morning I had spent with my angel. “She seemed like she was coming around to things,” Which I was happy about
(Harper’s POV)I walked up the path and saw Colton smiling at me. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. The idiot really did still think he had some sort of chance with me. His smile widened, and I shook my head.“What do you want, Colton?” I asked, making sure I kept away from him. I might have warrior training, but he still had brute strength on me and he had caught me off guard more than once. He gave me a confused look and then scowled.“What was last night all about?” he shot at me. I didn’t know what he was talking about for a second, but then I remembered briefly seeing faces at the pack house when Elias carried me in. I couldn’t have said whose faces they were. I guessed one was Colton.“It was personal,” I said and shrugged.“I don’t like the way he thinks he has a claim on you,” he said and I rolled my eyes again.“Did
(Harper’s POV)I looked at myself in the mirror and scowled. Dress comfy! That’s what the note said. I mean, what the fuck did that mean. Dress comfy means pajamas or joggers, but a date required more. What did date comfy mean? I had changed between my skinny black jeans and my black joggers twice now. I huffed at myself in the mirror and pulled my messy bun down and let my hair fall down my back. It was already 5pm, and I was getting annoyed at myself for being such a girl. I sighed. Screw it! Black joggers and a purple sleeveless top. With my hair down and a touch of lip gloss and mascara and I was giving in.I grabbed my mobile phone and headed out the door and bumped straight into a wall of muscle. I looked from the black t-shirt that was pulled tight around the chest to Elias’ smiling face. I got a full on smell of his sea salt and mint scent and I forgot what I was doing as I felt a stirring inside of me. Elias&rsquo