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37. Matilda
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A Damaged Alpha 38. Cillian
Chatting to Phillipe was an entirely different experience to Nikolai. A broad smile, compliments on my Betas, cigars, and throat-scorching brandy on tap. Unnervingly, his eyes kept changing colour. Blue, green, purple swirls left me feeling unsure of just who I was talking to. Like a boa constrictor dazzling its prey, was all this extravagance to distract me? Am I missing the big picture?I could feel the back of my neck burning, for not only was Zeke glaring at me the whole time, but so was Beta Patrick. All clipped dark hair, green eyes, and a slender, wiry frame, he stood out among the bulky muscle surrounding him. Lurking on the fringes of the white marquee at opposite ends, neither men were subtle in their interest."So Alpha Cillian," he drawled, pouring another slug of brandy into our glasses. "How's the life of an Alpha?"Well, what a fucking question. "It's been a tough start. Could do without some idiotic lunatic armed with wolfsbane trying to wipe everyone out."I kept my
A Damaged Alpha 39. Cillian
I perform as required. I help with Genevieve after she collapsed, placing her unconscious body into the tent. I am a calm, steadying presence despite the chaos in my head. When Nikolai angrily remarked about making sure anyone, I love was properly protected by bodyguards my mind immediately flew to Matilda.Was she safe with Tange? But then, would she really be safe with me. Seeing as death appeared to be stalking me at every turn, I was hardly a good bet right now. Even so I knew I would defend her with my life before a single hair on her head was harmed. Would the smirking Tange feel the same?Despite knowing she had chosen Tange over me, I would never forgive myself if anything happened to her. I have to be the one to tell her beloved father being murdered. Even if she turns to Tange for comfort, I owe it to her to be there. Tonight proves I can’t pretend she doesn’t exist any longer. The failure and guilt washing over me steals my strength. How many more women must I tell I faile
A Damaged Alpha 40. Matilda
The acrid, chemical smell of lemons is the first thing that hits me.Then the fact I cannot move my hands. Rough, painfully sticking tape clamp them together.Blinking, the room is miserably dark and from the soft cushioning underneath me I realise I am on a mattress. As my vision gradually adjusts, I recognise the grey walls, the dark, almost charred wood of the four-poster bed. I am back at Beta Tange’s.I am back in the room I shared with Cillian. The same bed I fell apart in his arms with, heard his pained confession and felt love. My head is pounding like I’ve taken a beating. I can barely make out Nina's presence. In a panic, I wonder if she has been taken from me like Vez. My bound hands struggle towards my neck, checking for cuts. After a few minutes of wriggling, I realise I can sense her faintly, just enough to quell my panic. I still have a wolf, albeit a completely tranquillised one.Whatever the hell that woman, Ruth, did to me has left me eerily alone with my thoughts.
A Damaged Alpha 41. Cillian
Zeke eyed Briss with nothing but hostility as he clambered onto the back seat of the truck next to Zena. The night was cool, but the bodies all crammed together quickly made the atmosphere uncomfortable. As the truck trundled on its way along to the grim concrete world of Tange again, I spun around in my seat.“Why was Matilda in danger then? I left her with her mate,” even though the very idea sounded bitter to my tongue.“I don’t know, I was sent back out to the human border the instant you left. I came back last week as usual to report and noticed she wasn’t around.”It was impossible to keep my face straight and voice calm. “So where was she then!”Briss coloured pink, the first time I had seen anything fluster his usually placid, tanned face. “I heard…she was being kept in the cells. Well they’re old storge rooms but prisoners have been placed there in the past.”“What the hell!” I shouted, slapping the dashboard, “I only left her there because I thought she wanted Tange! How the
A Damaged Alpha Chapter 42. Cillian
The dagger feels good in my hands. There had been hardly any noise when I took down Tange apart from Zena’s shrieks. If I was lucky perhaps Ruth was still asleep. Retracing my steps up the staircase everything reminded me of Matilda. My pulse thundered almost painfully as I wondered where on earth she had run to. I did not doubt Briss had tried to find her. Like the calm within the eye of a hurricane I found myself smiling softly at her useless sense of direction. For a few brief seconds the rage inside me settled down to something more manageable as I remembered tracking her down with Franz and Zeke one summer's day when we were about fourteen as she got herself lost coming back from the river. Literally the place we hung out every day. She had blushed beetroot red and explained she had been daydreaming so much she found herself in a whole new section of the woods. I remember it because she wouldn’t meet my eye. I had been so worried about her even then I had been annoyed she woul
A Damaged Alpha 43. Matilda
I recognised Cilian’s footsteps with horror. Even trying to be quiet there was no disguising his movement. When you've loved someone for as long as I have, you know all their traits. Good and bad. It also meant when he cursed Ruth so vehemently for everything she had taken I shut my eyes and braced myself for pain. In that second I believed my life was to end for Cillian is a man of his word. Nina remained adrift and useless, possibly stunned into silence by the wolfsbane. I couldn’t move an inch because of the heavy tape wrapped around me. I could breathe raggedly through my nose, but the sirens silenced even that sound. I was completely dependent on Cillian remembering the man he is meant to be. To not let the pain break him. However when he flipped me over and the silver blade slammed against my throat, I wasn’t afraid, I knew as soon as he saw my eyes he would realise. I was expecting relief, maybe even joy at seeing him again. I didn’t expect my heart to lurch in sorrow.
A Damaged Alpha 44. Cillian
I’m halfway to being sane again. Her tiny hand in mine. She’s safe, and we’re going to be okay. I have no doubt in my mind that facing down my anger, my pain and embarrassment and choosing not to kill was the fork in the road Zena warned me about. For if I had harmed her, that would have been the end of my sanity. There would have been no coming back from that. Not in a million years. Even with Vez restored I would have been a wrecked shell. I know in my soul that making a mistake as vile as killing my own mate would have left me uncontrollable. I’d have wanted to main and destroy everything linked to my catastrophe. But thanks to my father’s wisdom, my mother’s kind heart and the Betas who have guided me through my life I was just, only just, able to see beyond the hate. The raw pink of her skin where the tape had been felt like my own stab wounds. Lookiny at each red welt made my guts churn. All the hate that swelled within has been replaced with a desperate desire to make our
A Damaged Alpha 45. Cillian
The bloodied lump on the table had almost entirely regained his consciousness. “Where am I? What the fuck is this? Alpha Cillian?” Tange muttered, each statement panickier as he wriggled against his restraints. I walked slowly towards him, aware of my heavy boots stomping. I wanted him to be scared. He deserves to be terrified., In my flattest, firmest tone I tried to convey the same authority my father had. I might be young but there is no doubt I wield the power of life and death over my pack members. “Tange. It’s over. You’re getting one chance to tell me everything. I’m taking my wolf back regardless. I can do it with or without killing you.” It took some accepting that I had caused all that damage. That mangled, bloodied face with a nose that resembled crushed tomatoes was the sole product of my unrestrained anger. I heard the soft footsteps of Briss as he stood watch at the arched doorway. Tange’s eyes flashed between golden yellow, orange, and grey, two wolves battling for
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He is a beast. In the best possible way. He slinks around on the bed like some lazy, dark-eyed cat. Then, in an instant he’s full of fire. The intensity in his eyes is breathtaking. How much he cares for his pack. The way he sends me to heaven with his touch. How beautifully his muscular body shines in the water, the droplets from his black hair landing on me like drum beats as he devoured me. I’m in love with every single side of himWe have marked each other, we’re bound to other body and soul, and yet there are still surprises. The strip-sparring was the silliest thing I’ve ever done in my life. I had to beg him to stop in case I was sick, wrapped up together in a heap on the floor. And he let me win, just like he said he would back before our attack.It felt wrong to have enjoyed the past few days so much when we walked into the yellow parlour room. There was no mistaking the sound of her voice as he opened the large wooden door. Nikolai’s big sister is a curious personality. Lik
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There was no secrecy or hidden drop-off by the steely-eyed Maddox as we approached White Forest castle's courtyard. The flags fluttered at half-mast in formal mourning. A quick shudder raced down my spine.The drive saw Maddox had fill Vee and I in on the events of the past week. Phillipe had been sniffing around my parents the instant the news of my alleged death broke. Maddox had overheard at least one enquiry about their intention to still lead. Reminding them Freya was here to help. A peaceful conquest.“Is Freya okay?” Vee asked, her green eyes full of worry. “She must have been devastated at the news.”“She’s been in a bad way. Not much let up on the crying to be honest the couple of times I’ve seen her.”Coldly I interrupted Maddox, “the more upset she is now, the more likely that hurt will propel her into doing the right thing. Rejecting Phillipe and getting the hell away from him.”Then the sweet, teasing voice of Vee filtered through./The prophecy Padgett gave me. She said t
A Damaged Alpha 58. Matilda
I almost dropped to the floor when I saw my sisters. The copper-haired dark-eyed stares of my beautiful little sisters. All dressed up and already squealing with excitement. A year younger than me, Leona and Naomi wore cream and beige-toned clinging maxi-gowns, their athletic shapes on display. At just sixteen, Eleanour wore an elaborate white concoction that had an insane amount of feathers. She was a gold, white and silver bonanza. Little Phoebe, our baby of thirteen, sported a bright pink, almost flamenco style dress.“What are you all doing here? You all look so beautiful! Oh Goddess I am so pleased to see you all!” I cried as we hugged, most of us trying to stop any tears from spoiling our make-up.Leona inhaled sharply after the initial elation dialled down, trying to stop her tears escaping. Taking my hand she whispered. “This was Alpha Cillian’s idea. He knew that Papa would have wanted to give us away at our Ceremonies, so he suggested we start a new tradition in his honour.
A Damaged Alpha 57. Matilda
"This space is ours now. Brand new just for us?" I asked softly, my fingertips gently wandering up Cillians chest. My other hand entwined with his, my wrist against his, feeling the strength of his pulse against mine."Our suite. Our space. Not soundproofed, yet though," he added and I smiled. I placed a soft kiss on his cheek and got on my tiptoes. Whispering into his ear as my free hand now searched downwards his body jerked into life. "Well the room needs christening Alpha. It's bad luck for us to leave now…and I'm too loud…"His eyebrow raised and then as I started gently massaging the front of his pants. Letting go of his hand as I deftly began unbuttoning. First his shirt then pants, all the while rubbing and toying with the ever-stiffening bulge I was longing to see. He shut his eyes, hissing as I grew braver.Placing kisses down his neck, on his mark and down his chest his breathing quickened. I sucked and licked every ridge of muscle, I thoroughly followed the sharply defined
A Damaged Alpha 56. Cillian
The scarlet blush on Genevieve’s face as I told her I would be sending the bill for the redecoration to White Forest was sweet revenge. Certainly not revenge enough for walking to Nikolai’s bare ass and my office turned into a dilapidated sex den, but Matilda had asked me so sweetly not to be angry about it I yielded. Nikolai was more serious, completely straight-faxed. He, naturally, wanted to know everything about his parents' reaction. He only started grinning when I said his father had gone full claws-out rage at me.As he proudly strutted about, occasionally wrapping an arm around Gen’s waist while he listened I was amazed at his strength. The fact he had recovered so swiftly from the tired heap yesterday showed just how immensely powerful his wolf was. No wonder he had struggled for control before. Barely concealing a smirk as we stood paper-strewn wreckage, “I thought he might flare up."“No heads-up though?” “Nah, you’re quicker than him, but he’s scary as fuck when he gets
A Damaged Alpha 55. Matilda
He resembled his father so strongly. Dark coffee brown eyes with flashes of ruby and jet black curls down to his jawline. Clenched tightly he looked ready to cause some damage if I didn’t stop gaping with an open mouth and answer him quickly.“Gen came to chat to me, I asked if we could swap rooms, have a change of scenery,” I lied, as Gen had blushingly begged me to. She wanted to surprise Nikolai with the reason why he was moving rooms. I wasn’t going to start asking too many questions about their sex life. I knew the power of the mate bond, the way one’s wolf keens and yearns for the other's touch. /Locked in a room, unable to make a sound together, you’d have climbed onto the roof and made for the trees with Cillian/ Nina mocked. I always considered myself fairly shy and boring but I have become alarmingly addicted to what Cillian can do to me. I am no different to Gen in craving my soul’s partner.“Swapping rooms? Is she insane? Is this a trick, are you in danger?” his voice dr
A Damaged Alpha 54. Matilda
I’ve never experienced such a swing of emotions. When Cillian is here everything is joy. Even though war is coming and the preparations are clear to see across the town centre if he is in my eyeline I am the happiest woman on earth.Groups of men are being organised into battalions, put through drills and formations. I watched as the first batches were taken almost within an hour of us first arriving back alongside the pyre. Alongside the still smoking heap of collapsed wood men were completing their circuits. Group after group of exhausted, sweating semi-naked men tumbled into the square, all timed with a stopwatch by a stone-faced Zeke and his clipboard.Losing Franz has broken him inside. He’s hurting with nowhere to let it out. When I was fixing him up back at Tange’s he confessed to me how much he hated Zena.“She just walked out, for the exact amount of time it took to kill Franz? I don’t buy it,” he had scoffed. “Just left him there!”At the time I didn’t know what to say. I d
A Damaged Alpha 53. Cillian
Beta’s Maddox and Adrian led me away, leaving a quietly distraught Helena and Alexander with the letter. Deposited in a library with huge vaulted stone ceilings, candelabras, and endless lines of bookshelves containing detailed historical records. Rise and fall is inevitable. I know in my bones Shadowlands is too young a pack to be cut down now. We will prosper. Finding out how Phillipe is protecting himself from harm is a big one. There is always the danger that killing Ruth would still leave him as Alpha, wielding power. “Mind if I read while I wait?”“No problem. It’s only the public record, anyway,” Beta Adrian replied, taking a seat by the door. Maddox kept his thick, tattooed arms folded. He wasn’t taking his eyes off me for a second.Random curiosity made me grab the books covering years when my father was a Beta here. He was head of the Beta Warriors and fought against the now defunct Five Lakes pack two decades ago. I read for hours about the lead-up to the attack, culmina
