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SHIT! Goddess-damned, motherfucking shit! His eyebrows pinch and his eyes widen as he takes in my rogue mark. He’s distracted by what he’s just discovered and I use that to my advantage. Twisting from his grip, I take the towel that was in his hands and press it to my face as I move to stand and pull away. I’m winded and weak from nearly drowning and I know that my body right now is in fight, flight, or freeze mode. I am fleeing as fast as possible. The second that I’m standing, I pull the ponytail out of my hair, letting it down and pulling it to cover my face. Luckily, my bunny headband had fallen off in the pool, along with my heels. I don’t have to worry about that stopping my hair from falling across my mark. The next thing that I do is haul ass out of there. I don’t know how much of my mark is exposed and I’m sure that the descenting spray is gonna wear off soon. The other wolves will be able to scent me out. They’ll smell
I make sure that the partition is closed between me and Edie, my driver, before saying through the intercom, “Take us back to the packhouse.” I can’t having him scenting that she’s a rogue. I can’t have anyone figuring that out, but I need time to figure out what I’m going to do, so back to the packhouse it is. “Yes, alpha,” Eddie responds and then we pull away from the back entrance of the Warren. Obviously, Nova didn’t know how often I have snuck in and out of the Warren. I can’t have my pack knowing everything about my sex life. This is a routine thing for me, so I was able to mindlink Eddie and have him bring the car around when I realized that was where she was going. I had to use my alpha tone when I realized that she was almost out the door and that her rogue scent would be out in the air. I can’t have anyone else scenting her. It’s not that a rogue scent is a bad scent. But it’s very different from the scent of our pack. Each differen
The ride to the packhouse is tense, but at least it’s only about a 20-minute ride. She keeps my shirt fisted in her hands but hasn’t put it on yet. She just sits there coiled, ready to fight or run, whatever will get her away. Her eyes never leave me, though she’s not looking at my face. She’s watching my body. The movements of my face, the center mass of my body. Hell, she could give my warriors some pointers with how vigilant she is to make sure that she is safe and how she knows to watch me for any threat. It makes something in me ache that she knows to do that. I know every wolf that is in training as a warrior. I participate in the training of the higher-level wolves on a daily basis, but at least drop by every other training group two to three times a week. She’s never been in one.It means that she’s had to learn these survival skills the hard way.As an alpha, I don’t like to know that any of my pack members are going through something like that.
The sparks that flow over my skin at Nova’s touch have me closing my eyes and biting back a moan. I can easily see how this would be addicting, which worries me. Even if she joins the pack, can I accept her as my mate? How long as she been here? Why does no one else know? Is she a harbinger of something worse happening? The easiest way to find answers to these questions is to ask her, but I can’t do that until I get her to my room. We hurry up the stairs and make it to the floor of my gamma and delta’s families. Straining my ears and scent the air, I can tell that no one is in the hallway and I nearly sprint across the landing, Nova able to keep up with me easily. The stairway that we just came through is private, just for the leadership of the pack and their families. We use it as a way to escape in times of attack, especially to get the pups out. It’s not that it’s a secret, it’s just faster. What is secret is the stairwell that is behind
I don’t know how to react to the alpha. He scares me. He has so much power over the city. Over me and my fate. I could piss him off and he could have me killed with just a flick of his hand. But, so far, he’s protected me. Yeah, he chased me through the Warren, but it seems like he just did it so that he’d be able to get me out of there without anyone seeing. I’m not really that gullible to just believe what he tells me, but his actions seem to support what he’s said. Now he’s left me in his room alone. He didn’t even lock the door. He gave me clothes, told me to get comfortable, and said that he was getting me food. Taking a deep breath, I look around the room. His scent fills me nose and, now that it isn’t augmented by the scent enhancer, it’s very pleasant. More than pleasant. I almost want to roll myself in it. To envelope myself in it and never emerge. It’s spicy and very masculine. Fuck, it’s making me horny.
When I walk into the bathroom, I can see that she’s made use of the products that were laid out on the edge of the tub. I wish that I had thought to bring out the even better stuff. The shampoo and conditioner and soap that I save for my mom and sister when they visit the packhouse that I got from Paris. But Fang is laying on his stomach in my mind, his tail wagging and his tongue lolling out of his mouth in pleasure that she smells like m. I have to admit, that is a pleasant bonus to this arrangement. She’s obviously used some of the bubble bath, but the bubbles have started to disperse. I can see her beautiful pale skin, the curve of her full tits, and the swell of her hips beneath the water. My dick swells in my pants and I can’t help but move forward to get a better look. I knew that she was gorgeous when I saw her at dinner tonight. That damn rogue mark on her fac doesn’t detract from that, though it does piss me off that she isn’t a part
Both of us are breathing heavily and I can feel aches and pains coming over my body as the adrenaline leaves my system. Goosebumps spread all over her skin and I realize that she’s naked and wet with bubbles still clinging to her skin. Turning, I grab one of the towels from the counter and toss it at her. She catches it with a snap, showing that I threw it a lot harder than I meant to. “Clean up. I’ll put clothes outside of the door.” My voice is terse and I’m barely suppressing everything that I’m feeling. “Alpha – “ she starts, but I’ve already turned around and am halfway out the door. “Just fucking get dressed, Nova!” I yell, slamming the door. I quickly walk to the other side of the room, opening the balcony doors and stepping outside. Calm the fuck down, asshole. You scared the shit out of her! Fang yells at me in my head. I pause in my pacing and turn towards the bathroom door. Shit. I did
My wolf fucking attacked the alpha. The alpha who knew that I was a rogue. The alpha who currently has me locked up in his bathroom. In the packhouse. With a dungeon in the basement. Shit, I’m so fucked. I hurriedly rinse off the last of the bubbles and dry myself off. Quickly sneaking my hand outside of the door, I grab the clothes that Alpha Ivan left for me, though I don’t know why I’m bothering to get dressed. I’m likely just going to be killed outright when I leave this room. All I can think is that I’m going to die tonight. These are the last seconds that I have alive. Still, I take care as I dress myself and brush my hair. It at least postpones the inevitable. Having nothing else to do but face the alpha, I walk out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. I just look around long enough to find where the alpha is so that I can direct my groveling towards him. I immediately lay prostrate on t
Roy’s story comes out in fits and starts between him being an asshole and having to stop because of the pain that he’s in. His wolf is still trying to heal him. It’s just not working. Is it bad that I’m finding satisfaction in that? The Goddess will have to give me some leeway here because I just can’t find it in me to be upset about it. The story that Roy told went like this: He was the second born of the beta of the pack. His brother, Robert, was given everything: all of the attention, all of the support, all of the power. (Huge eye roll from me, but I could feel Ivan tensing beside me. I know that Roy was glossing over shit and making himself the victim, but it seems that there is more to it. I’ll have to ask about it later.) Roy was left to fend for himself and he had always known that he would be a better beta than his brother. Roy had a mind of his own, ideas to help the pack succeed, and the ability to make people listen. Robert was just a people pleaser. He would
I’m in the middle of a dream about Ivan that I will never admit to having to anyone.He’s on top of me, inside of me, thrusting hard in and out of me. I’ve had sex before, though forced. Even under those circumstances, I was able to find some pleasure in it. But I’ve never found anything like this. It’s like he knows every place to touch me to make me moan.“Does that feel good, little rabbit? Do you like the way that my cock fills you up?” he whispers in my ear as he moves in and out of me. I can feel his breath fan against my ear, his voice a low rasp that goes right to my core.“Yes. Oh, Goddess! Don’t stop,” I moan, my hands tangling in his air, clutching at his arms, and clawing at his back.“Fuck, baby, I couldn’t stop if I wanted to,” he groans. “You feel too fucking good. This pussy is so fucking tight and you need to get up, Nova.”Even as good as he’s making me feel, that odd segue pulls me up short. “What?” I gasp, barely able to focus.Ivan looks at me, still pu
After lunch, Nova elects to take a nap. With how malnourished, abused, and freshly beaten up she was when we got her to the hospital, it’s a wonder that she’s able to walk around at all, let alone having to deal with everything that has been thrown at her recently. Especially without a complete connection to her wolf. She still gets tired easily and needs to rest frequently. I would have loved to have stayed in the room with her, just holding her while she slept. But we’re not quite there yet. Not since she’s come back from the hospital at least. And in light of everything that I’ve found out about her, I understand that I need to take things slow with her. So, even though Fang is pushing for me to stay and watch over her, I head to my office to try to get some work done. I’ve pushed off but the most urgent things to be with Nova while she’s been healing. I’ve got to get on top of things while I can. Unfortunately, I’m only in there for about ten minutes before there’s a
They had taken my blood to run tests while I was in the hospital, but it had been disposed of after they had completed their tests. So, I get to get stuck again.Yay, me.I know that it’s really weird that after everything that I’ve been through that I’m afraid of needles, but in my defense, nothing good has ever happened to be when I was stuck with a needle. I’d been injected with way too many things when with the rogues that even routine bloodwork is not going over well.“There’s got to be some blood left in the lab! You don’t need do to this,” I say, trying to convince Dr. Fern that he doesn’t need to take more blood.He looks at me, my body nearly curled into a corner and hiding behind Ivan and I see surprise followed by sympathy flow over his features. “You’re afraid of needles, aren’t you?”I try to put on a brave face, blowing out a breath. “Afraid of needles? Me? Why would you ask that?” Even as I’m talking, I’m trying to edge my way towards the door. I’m starting to
Ivan carries me back to his room…our room, and we both shower. Thankfully, there is a seat in shower, so I don’t have to stand or have Ivan help me in there. Yeah, I kissed him, but I’m not ready for anything more than that. After getting dressed, Ivan helped me into the bedroom and onto the bed, then went to shower himself. I sit in the bed, waiting for Ivan to finish in the shower and think. I think about all the horrible tings that I’ve endured: the beatings, the rapes, the starvation, and the pain. The fact that I was turned into a rogue when I was 10 and that even when I was saved, I wasn’t really. I was just thrown into another kind of hell with Roy. I think about the mother that I can barely remember and how she left without taking me. How she left me with Roy, knowing what he was able to do to her, she left a 10-year-old in his care without a thought. How do you do that to your own pup? I don’t understand either my sperm donor or my incubator. I can’t call them
Jude sighs, taking a long pull off of his beer bottle. “And it’s not good, Ivan. I just…I want to make sure that you’re ready for this.” I can see the truth of what he’s saying in my friend’s eyes. He’s worried for me. For how I’m going to take this news. And that’s how I know that it’s going to be bad. I push my plate of food away from me, knowing that I’m not going to want to eat once I’m finished with this. The good mood that I had when I brought Nova home is gone as I reach for the journals. I sit there while Jude picks at his food. I don’t know how long I read or how much of it that I even fully comprehend. It’s just so…sick. So fucking evil. It takes my brain several moments to process what I’m seeing and I know that I read several pages, paragraphs, sentences over and over before my mind can process what has been done to wolves right here on my territory. She-wolves and pups were stolen by or given to the rogues for the sole purpose of human trafficking. Slaves.
I wake up to the sound of banging on the door to the bedroom I’m in. “Luna! Luna! Open the door! It’s Ivan!” I kind of recognize the voice, but it’s not one that I know really well. I’m really groggy and I know it’s because of pain meds for my ribs. But the insistent banging on the door will not let me sink back into the oblivion that I had been a part of. I groan as I pull myself into a sitting position. The pounding hasn’t stopped. If anything it’s gotten more urgent. “Luna! Please open the door!” I call out, “Just come in! Geez. You’ll break the door down.” The pounding stops for a long beat before the door opens. And there is the huge giant of a man that is Beta Jude standing in the doorway. “Shit! I mean, I’m so sorry, Beta. I didn’t mean to be so disrespectful!” I’m trying to bend my neck to him while standing and maintaining my balance and there’s no way that I can do all of those three at the same time. I start to fall and the Beta runs into the roo
That almost kiss, that teasing brush of our lips against each other, that fucking interrupted teasing taste of my mate has been fucking with my head ever since Sean interrupted us. I can tell that Nova has been thinking about it just as much as I have by the number of times her fingers go to her lips or she absently sucks on her bottom lip into her mouth. I want to touch her, claim her, kiss her so she knows exactly what I feel for her. But I also felt her body stiffen when she realized what I was doing. She isn’t ready for that. And I’m not allowing myself and my desires to scare my mate away. I’ll give her as much time and patience as she needs.She’s worth it. I can already tell that.She was still feeling some pain from the two broken ribs that she had, so walking was difficult for her. Hello, with broken ribs, just breathing hurts, but so do large body movements. So, she allowed me to push her in a wheelchair, to help her in and out of the car, and to get her into our ro
I come out of the bathroom and he’s there. I come back from getting x-rays and an occupational therapy checkup and he’s there. I open my eyes and h’s fucking there. The goddess-damned alpha will not leave me alone. “Don’t you have something to do?” I ask, trying hard not to whine. He smiles up at me from the foot of my bed. “Like what?” He has to know that he’s annoying me. Is he getting pleasure from annoying me? Is this fun for him? Because it is SO NOT fun for me. “I don’t know,” I say, throwing my hands up in the air before waving towards the door. “Alpha things. Alpha things that make you leave this room and away from me. Preferably far away from me and for a long time.” He just chuckles and looks at me like I have rainbows shooting out of my ass. “You’re not used to having other wolves around much, are you?” I throw a glare at him, but it’s just when he starts stretching. With his arms way over his head, his shirt rides up showing a swath of tanned six p