Psycho Shifters (Cruel Shifterverse, #1)

by Jasmine Mas

Every day I caused chaos, and every day he whipped me with his belt. It was almost like we had a routine at this point.

All twelve beta women were glaring at me with disdain. When Jax had pulled the chair out next to him and told me to sit down, the first female had glared at me. When Ascher had given me a pen and said, “You better return it,” every female in the room had glared. When Cobra had scoffed and told me I was pathetic for forgetting my notebook, everyone in the room had gaped at me. Men and women alike.

Everywhere, muscles bulged atop muscles. Hell, his pecs were probably bigger than my boobs. Weirdly, I was into it.

What happened next I wouldn’t have predicted in a million years. Cobra climbed into the small bed and wrapped his large frame around the princess.

“Blood and ice will fall the lie, Color and white to break the queen, Heir and friend join and tie, A reborn quad the fates foreseen.”

“We’re not intimidating one of our own soldiers because we’re jealous he gets to spend time with our little alpha,” Jax said with exasperation as he glared at me.

I’d never pretended to be completely sane, mentally well, physically well, or spiritually well. In summary, I was unwell.

“Boom,” Cobra said behind me. I turned and roared into his perfect face as Ascher climbed down behind him, covered in cuts and blood.

no matter what anyone else thought or said. No matter what we did. No matter what she thought. She was our little alpha.

Sadie, the man stopped training the other day to give you a fucking bread roll because he said you looked hungry.”

The thought of the fae queen getting her fucking putrid hands on the girl made me sick to my stomach. She might annoy me, but she was still mine to torment. Nobody else’s.