The alpha has been watching me since I walked into the room. I don’t know why. There’s no way that he could know that I’m a rogue. I’ve made sure that my scent is covered, as is my rogue mark. He can’t know. But something about his gaze is predatory and it’s scaring the shit out of me and I don’t know how to get away without raising a lot of questions. The scent of all the males have permeated the entire room, though, luckily, all of the females are using descenting spray. However, the alpha’s scent is the strongest in the room. I know it’s his just like I know my own name. It’s scary, overpowering, and authoritative. Like he owns the very air that we breathe. I mean, he is the alpha of our pack. It’s not a far fetch. But all of the females in the room seem to be falling over all themselves to get to him, his scent making their eyes glaze with desire. Just because I am not old enough to be paid for the services that
She’s trying to hide from my eyes, I can tell that. The meddling wrangler had gone up to her and told her what had happened and I saw her body tremble at the thought. It’s odd. I’ve had females be nervous about my attentions before, but because it’s a bit overwhelming to have the alpha want you. We alphas are known for our possessive prowess. It makes being under an alpha’s attention a lot to deal with. But their nerves are not because they didn’t want me. But Nova’s reaction…I have to say, it puzzles me. She seems genuinely scared. Like she doesn’t want anyone to notice her. And the fact that I have scares the absolute shit out of her. “She is a beauty. Banging body, too. Those fucking tits!” Jude says from beside me, only to stop when I growl at him. Like I said, we alphas can be possessive in our pursuit of a female, even if we don’t want to keep them for more than a night. Jude just laughs at me. Only my beta w
I come back to the bar, shaking from my encounter with the alpha. I must be breathing heavily and pale based on the way that Jorge is looking at me. “What did the, alpha want?” he asks, his voice low and intense, though he isn’t looking at me. His eyes have never left the other females, his eyes never ceasing to make sure that everything is above board. Me, I scream in my head. “Whiskey, neat,” I say instead. I know that fear has to be pumping out of my pores and the only reason that it isn’t perfuming the room is the descenting spray that I’m wearing. Jorge turns around. “Raoul, get the alpha’s drink. I’ll run it to him personally. Nova, you go make sure that the pool area is ready for the alpha and his party.” “Jorge, he’ll be pissed. He’s specifically said that he wants me to wait on him tonight.” Among other things. Jorge turns around and he must see what I already know to be true. The alpha’s eyes are still on
The look on here face is absolutely priceless. I know that the girl isn’t charmed. I know that she doesn’t want to kiss me. Not yet anyway. What I also know is that my little rabbit will do just about anything to get out of my hands at the moment. So asking her for a kiss right now isn’t out of the question. “Ivan?” she squeaks out, the uncertain look on her face looking utterly adorable. Something about my scent is working on her, but not enough that it can overcome her fear. I need to work on that. I move in close to her, so that much of our bodies come into contact with each breath that either of us takes. Goddess above do I want to scent her. She has to smell absolutely delectable. “I said, that I’ll happily take some of the whiskey on offer. But you have to kiss me.” A sly smirk comes over her face, one that nearly obliterates the apprehensive look in her eyes. “Of course.” She presses into me and Fang nearly
I do not like this feeling. Or should I say feelings. Because it isn’t just one thing that I’m feeling as the alpha runs may hands along his skin. Fear is a big one. It would be so fucking easy for me to fall in the water. For my descenting spray to wash off of me. For my makeup to wash off and my mark to be revealed. And then everyone would know that I’m a rogue. And I won’t be safe anymore. I’m also feeling a nervous excitement. I didn’t feel it before we touched, but now that we have, there is almost this electrical current moving from his skin to mine. It’s sending a need through me that I have never felt before and a desire to stoke it even further. It doesn’t help that my wolf is going insane inside of me, growling and wanting to come to the forefront to touch the alpha. The look in his eyes is intoxicating and, for a moment, I’m completely captivated. “Take my shirt off, Nova,” he whispers and that nervous ex
I had been pushed into the deep end, the pool floor ten feet below me. I’m trying hard to get my head above the water and I know that if I can relax I could probably figure out the floating thing. But I screamed as I fell into the water and I can feel my lungs constricting and burning for air. There’s no relaxing when you’re running out of air. But even I know this much about the human body: if your body needs oxygen desperately then there’s no way that you can stop it from taking a breath. You can put it off for a bit, but your body will eventually force you to take a breath. So, yeah. I’m panicking just a bit. I try with uncoordinated slices and slaps of my hands at the water to pull myself up as I continue to sink down into the water. I try to kick my legs like I’ve seen others do when they swim, but I’m too panicked. All I was doing was tiring myself out and burning the little bit of air that I still have in my lungs. It doesn’t take lon
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
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