The Beta’s Regret

(ROSE’s Pov- Eden’s Mom)

The first moment I saw Lord Shevek at my door, I almost didn’t believe it. How did he find me? Why now? After years of being treated like absolute trash by Griffin.

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At the time, I had waited so long for a mate, and I just assumed he didn’t exist since I never found him. When I met Lord Shevek, I fell fast for his good looks and quick charms.

What got me hooked on him was the sadness he tried to hide beneath his playful grin and flirty looks. I still don’t know why I felt a great urge to comfort him back then, but I did.

And things got out of control.

It was the first time in my life I would experience something so overwhelming and uncontrollable.

The passion between us felt like it was lit by a flame, and before we knew it, we were in bed together as we made love.

I never imagined an affair between a vampire and a werewolf would result in a child; none of us did.

The euphoric feeling I felt when we made love all those years ago washed over me when I saw him again.

Followed by dread, despair, and pain. I feared he was here to take Eden away and manipulate her just like Griffin did with my Olivia.

I felt a pang in my heart

Griffin has been nothing but a monster to me, and I prayed Olivia would eventually come to see exactly the kind of man he was before it’s too late.

Lord Shevek, on the other hand, slowly made me feel at ease.

I began to let my guard down when he requested my permission to bring Eden to the coven. He acted like the absolute gentleman, and I was beginning to get soaked in his charms.

All through the time, from when we left the house in his car and got to the coven, I was beginning to assume things could spark up between us. I hoped for true love…

I knew Shevek had no beloved. He told me she had died when we first met. I thought we would be able to start something new but I was wrong. Things started to go wrong in my head the minute I heard him compliment another woman in the dress shop and said he would consider the woman for a wife.

I remember the way he looked at me when he finally noticed I was in the shop. I was so angry that I returned his soft gaze with a glare. Maybe I was the foolish one. We had barely spent more than five hours with each other, and I already planned a forever with him in my head. He had that effect on me. And no matter how angry I felt, I just couldn’t get myself to lash out at him.

Somehow I still allowed myself to believe things could change if his feelings changed towards me.

Then there was his harem of women.

That was my undoing.

Dinner was torture. Every second killed me, and I held myself back from bursting into a pool of tears at the table.

To think I had to bear the metallic stench of blood and still tolerate the other young and beautiful women touch the man I wanted. It was horrible.

I had known pain before, but this felt different, like healed wounds were opened anew and poked with a sharp knife.

When Lord Shevek and Eden left the room, Vanessa had smiled at me, twirling her black hair in a flirty way. She looked like she was ready to sleep with anything and anyone that came her way, but she acted nicely, gave me a soft smile.

The rest of the women unfortunately didn’t share the same feelings. They scoffed and made sly comments about how Shevek had brought in a wretch and boldly told me I would never be anything to Shevek.

By the time Eden and Shevek came back into the room, I was barely keeping my emotions together.

It felt like I would die if I kept watching them, so I took an excuse and left soon after.

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3:35 PM

I made a dash to my room. The bedside lamp dimly lit the room, offered a partial darkness that calmed me, and as soon as I plopped myself into bed, the tears began to flow out all at once.

What had I been thinking that Shevek would offer something different? That he would come to love me if only I let him see that I still want him? It was pathetic.

I cried myself to sleep.

It was deep in the night when a growl woke me up from sleep. I opened my eyes to see a figure lurked in the dark. The moon was high in the sky, and I could see a silhouette.

My heart skipped, and I sat up with a start.

“Who is there?” I whispered.

“Rose.” I heard a familiar voice.

Lord Shevek. There was a short silence before the figure moved. I let out a breath of relief when I confirmed it was him.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, dragging the sheets closer to me.

“I’m not sure.” He growled. He eyed me, then suddenly moved away. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t be here.”

Before he could leave, I jumped out of bed and grabbed him by the arm.

“Wait.”

The lights were enough for me to see every detail of his face from where I stood.

His fangs were out. But it didn’t scare me; nothing about Shevek could ever scare me. I saw a certain depth of anger in his eyes, along with something else, desire.

It was clear enough that I couldn’t miss it.

“You should let me go, Rose.” He snarled.

“No.” I held his face.

In that moment, all I wanted was to feel his hands on me. To hold me, while he does the exact things I had dreamt of to me. I didn’t care if he had a harem of women at his beck and call. In this moment, I only saw myself and Shevek.

My voice came out as a whisper, “I want you to touch me.”

And he did; the next moment was too fast for me to keep pace with. He grabbed me by the waist and tugged my head backwards until I bared my neck to him.

He had me against the wall, which supported my weight.

He growled and licked my skin, his fangs scraping the surface. Then his lips found mine.

The fangs went back in as we kissed–hot, fast. There was no stop. Everything happened all at once.

He pushed his hand into my gown and parted my tighs as he dug a finger into my core. And as quick as I could imagine, Shevek drove in and out of me. In no time I was so wet that I dripped down the side of my thighs.

My groans fill the room. Before I knew what Shevek was doing, he was down on me.

I gasped when his tongue plunged into me. It felt cold against my burning core. How could it feel so good?

I was mortified and tried to close my legs. He pulled it back open with a growl

“Don’t ever hide yourself from me.”

I trembled. His words sent my heart racing. I threw my head back with a moan as I felt pressure build within me.

Soon, I gripped the wall as hard as I could and trembled violently as his tongue brought me to climax.

He wasn’t done.

Shevek stood up, his mouth glistening with remnants of my pleasure. I felt shy and gasped in surprise when he suddenly swept me off my feet and

carried me in his arms.

“What are you doing?” I asked wide–eyed, and gripped his shoulders for balance.

3:36 PM

“I want you in my bed.” He said it darkly. It was more of a command than anything else.

I just nodded, and in less than a second, like a flash of lightning, he brought us to his room, on his bed.

He laid me down gently and undressed. Under the soft red lights, he looked majestic, his toned and hard. He was every bit as handsome as when I first met him.

“strip.” He commanded.

And I did. I knelt on the bed and pulled off my clothes. He watched me. His eyes followed every movement I made, it set me on fire.

As soon as the last piece of clothing dropped, Shevek pulled me to him.

Soon our moans filled the room. He grabbed my neck, my eyes widened when his fangs elongated.

The next thing I felt was a sharp sting as he drove his fangs into my neck. It soon turned into pleasure, blood dripped down my chest, and heightened my pleasure.

Our bodies slapped furiously against each other. He was so fast and so hard I could hardly see things clearly. I held on to him until I climaxed. I buried my face in his neck as I screamed his name, his skin muffled the sound.