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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
Alpha Derek and Luna Annalise are staring at me from the couch like I’m the missing link in their world to finally attain peace. I’m assuming that Ivan told them that I’m his mate, though I still don’t quite believe that. My wolf didn’t recognize him. I mean, there is something about him that I can’t quite seem to be able to let go of. As much as he scares me, I also long for his touch. And with my wolf not recognizing him…well, I’ve heard people say that their wolf has talked to them. That their wolf has a name. Things that their wolf thinks and feels and wants. My wolf has never done that. I mean, every once in a while, I’ll get feelings of anger that seem to come from more than me. Especially when Roy was beating me. That’s when I would have bursts of defiance. Sometimes I would fight back. Sometimes I would partially shift. It was inconsistent and I could never predict it. But it was there. It made me wonder i
I haven’t seen Nova all day and I’m excited to get to her room. I slept in my bed for a few hours, but it was shit sleep. Now that I know what it’s like to have my mate’s scent in the room with me as I sleep, I don’t know that I’ll ever be able to sleep without it again. I’m excited to see Nova, so when I walk into the room, I’m smiling as big as I can. Even more so since the nurse told me that she was awake. Turns out, the nurse didn’t tell me everything, because I see movement to the side of the room and I look over to see my parents sitting on the couch. “Hey Mom and Dad. What are you two doing here?” I ask with a furrowed brow. “I came to apologize to her, son. I need her to forgive me. I need her to know that I never meant – “ Dad’s voice cuts off as he starts to cry, his face in his hands and his shoulders shaking. Fuck! Fang curses in my head. She’s not ready for this shit. They couldn’t hold on to it for a few days so tha
The bastard managed to hold out a lot longer than I thought he would, but after finding out that he’s a beta blood, that makes sense. He’s tougher than the typical wolf, able to heal damage faster and withstand more damage than the typical wolf. I have two advantages over him. One, I’m an alpha, pissed off over the pain and suffering that this asshole has caused my mate her entire life. That is the other half of my soul and he damaged her just because he could. And there is very little a wolf won’t do for their mate. Add to that the fact that I have an alpha’s strength and temper and Roy was in for a whole hell of a lot of pain. Two, those hot shots might heal all of the physical injuries that he’s experiencing from the torture that I’m putting him through. But it does nothing to heal the mental damage. There’s only so much continuous pain that you can take before you start to crack. I’m pretty sure that he was catatonic by the time that I lef
I’m pushing the hospital food around on my plate, trying to make it look like I’ve actually been eating something. I mean, I know I need to eat. I need to build up my strength and all, but holy shit is this stuff bad. There’s like no seasoning. Everything is the texture of mush. I didn’t know that it was possible to burn something and have it partially frozen at the same time. Unfortunately, Dr. Fern is going to be pissed if I don’t eat. He said that me getting strong is the only way that he’ll let me out. And part of that is me eating my meals. Maybe I can order some food to my room? Pizza would definitely make me feel stronger. I’m trying to figure out if I can stomach a few more bites or if I should just risk flushing it down the toilet when there is a knock on the door to my room. Confused, I call, “Come in.” It’s weird that someone would be knocking on my door. The nurses knock, but they come right in, not waiting. And Ivan, the only other per
The doctor comes in and checks Nova over. She’s healing well and her wolf has come back online. The doctor wanted her to eat something to give her wolf some energy, but Nova’s eyes were already heavy. “You sleep. When you wake up, we’ll make sure that you get some food in there,” Dr. Fern tells her, a calm and fatherly tone to his words. “Thanks, doctor,” Nova says, her eyes already closing and a cute sleepy note in her voice. I can’t help but smile at her and I kiss her forehead as she drifts off to sleep. I follow Dr. Fern out of the room, wanting to make sure that I didn’t wake her up. Once the door is closed, I turn to the doctor. “Alright, how is she really?’ Dr. Fern allows me to look at her chart, as if I would really understand anything written here. “I told her the truth, Alpha. Our Luna is doing great. Her wolf appears to have almost completely healed all of her broken bones. The abdominal bruising that was concerning
One week later… The sharp smell of astringent is the first thing that registers as the blackness starts to fade. I open my eyes, squinting even in the low lights. I’m facing a bank of windows and can easily see that it seems to be the dead of night. I can see the moon shining in the sky, letting me know that I’m high up in the floors of whatever building I’m in. That doesn’t take long to figure out with the IV in my arm and the machine beeping along merrily beside me. The hospital. How the hell did I get here? Why am I here? Searching my memory, the last thing that I remember is reaching for my money in my room as I was trying to get away. Did Roy come home? Did he beat me? Based on the aches and pains in my body, as well as the pounding in my head, that seems likely. But how did I get to the hospital? I’ve never woken up in any place other than the room that I was beaten in.
“Wait. You’re saying that Noah Martin’s mate…she’s Nova’s mother?” Dad asks. “It appears so, Alpha,” Dr. Fern replies, nodding towards the lab form still in my hands. Dad grabs it and looks it over as if it makes sense to him. Of course, it might. When Mom had her lymphoma scare, Dad had done a shit ton of research to figure out as much as he could to help her. Mom is a hybrid witch and werewolf. Her healing abilities aren’t the same as a typical werewolf. So when she started to have symptoms, like unexplained fevers and weight loss and weird bruising, it wasn’t something that we could just blow off. Luckily, with treatment, early detection, and her sped up healing abilities, she was able to heal quickly. Dad pulls out his phone and looks up a picture of Karmyn. When her picture pops up, his mouth flattens into a line and he turns his phone so that Mom can see who it is. When she sees it, she gasps. “What is it?” I as
It’s evening when my parents find me in Nova’s hospital room, carrying food and a duffel bag with a change of clothes and some toiletries. “This is your mate? Our future Luna?” My mother’s voice, though bleeding the sadness that she feels about Nova’s condition, also holds a hint of excitement. This is what she’s wanted for me for a long time. And she’s made no secret of the fact that she wants grandpups ASAP. I can’t help but smile, though it’s small and pained. I know that Nova is a rogue, but finding out how she became one, even the scant details that I have, make me feel oddly better. People are only rogues for bad reasons, usually things that they have done themselves. Violent crimes. Rape. Frequent assaults. But that isn’t Nova. And I don’t know how I could have thought that the Goddess would have mated me with someone like that. It made me judge her. It made me less than ecstatic that she was my mate. If I had immediately accepted
Fang is freaking the fuck out in my head, moving between whimpering as we watch the paramedics work on stabilizing Nova, pacing when we don’t understand their medical lingo, and growling whenever we get a whiff of that man’s scent. He lives here with Nova. I can tell that from the mixed scents in the house. Are they related? Is he her boyfriend? He looks too old for that and she seems smarter than that. Granted, I don’t really know her, so I don’t know what her type is other than me. Mates are made to be each other’s “type.” Hence the big tits and amazing ass on Nova. Guess she likes tall, dominating, well-muscled guys.And this dude ain’t that.Jude and Jakobi, my head warrior, come and drag him out of the room. “Find out who the fuck he is,” I growl at Jude, my voice much deeper from Fang being present with me. “He lives here, there has to be some form of identification for him here.”“Yes, Alpha,” Jakobi says immediately.Jude looks at me and I know that he can