Claimed by my Alpha Beast

“I don’t want to be here,” I whispered, trying not to look at him. “You don’t get to want anything,” he said, his hand locking around my waist, “you were sold to me, and now you belong to me.” I hated his touch but my body betrayed me every time he leaned close, every time his lips brushed my skin I wanted to push him away but I couldn’t, I wanted to scream but his voice burned in my ears when he said, “Say you are mine, or I’ll make you beg for it.” I was trapped between two packs, betrayed by my own family, sold to the Alpha Beast, and I knew I should hate him but the more he claimed me, the more I craved what I should never want.