The bikes lead us to an old ranch in the nicer part of the city. The houses aren't exactly alone, but they're not close to one another either. It must be as peaceful as it is back home. There's also space for better security measures and of course, parties, which is what's going on right now. "This fucking idiot," Miles growls and taps the screen. "Yo," Jayk answers immediately. "This turd is having a party," "Are you fucking serious? Shut it down. If he refuses, you got a little monster with you. Use her," he growls and hangs up. Miles looks over at me as we're led to a barn away from the party. "Lead the way, beta partner," I smirk. "Are you going to scare some kids home, killer?" he says and pops the trunk. "I hope so," I laugh and climb out. The trunk is filled with packs of marijuana and coke bricks. A group of guys approach and start stuffing them in reusable shopping bags
Ottis lets the wolves that attacked us go and leads us back toward the barn. My skin prickles when our shadows find us. Lori signals me from the direction the wolves had come from. I feel sorry if anyone got caught in their path. I refuse to let Miles and me back into that little room. There was no way I was going to let us get caged in. "You proud of yourself?" Ottis asks me when one of the guys brings out a couple of duffle bags with what I am guessing is payment for Miles's delivery. He uses a tone that gets my stomach fluttering and not in a fun way like the guys do. "Excuse me?" I glare at him. "You killed that guy," he says accusingly. "And?" I laugh. "He charged me. Do you think I'm going to feel bad about that?" "He's twenty-two," "The kid Arthur killed in his dungeon was eighteen and he wasn't a threat to him. If you think you can spook me by pointing out the obvious. You clearly don't know who the fuck you're dealing with," I scoff. "Nope," Miles steps between
The tone he used earlier is back and I don't know what it is about it that just has me completely speechless. His eyes are glowing. His full attention is on my body as he gently repositions my legs. His arms are under my thighs. He's holding me up against the dashboard and I see the full intent of what he plans to do to me. His eyes come up to mine and hold me there. "I want you to keep your eyes on me," he orders. Hallowed Be Thy Nameis playing on the playlist he made for me. I bite down on my tongue to keep myself from making a single sound. His lips press against the inside of my thigh while my heart hammers in my chest like a beast fighting to get out. The restraints only make all of my newly active instincts come alive that much more. It's like I've gone into full survivor mode without the fear. Slowly he makes his way closer to my center while I fight every urge to shut my thighs. He hasn't even done anything to me and my legs
Turi and her team have fixed up some of the abandoned homes near the entrance of the pack grounds. Six on both sides. Miles and count the cars. Three at each house. A couple of hogs at the one closest to the gate. We stay here for a few hours just watching before we head back to the burger stand. "Your scent is all over the place," he says when I walk into the kitchen to get my stash. "I used to come here to get away from all of you," I say tossing him a band. He catches the money effortlessly and holds it up judgingly. "We annoyed you?" "Yeah, I wasn't part of the team and you guys made sure I knew it," "We were protecting you," he scoffs as I tuck the twenty-two into my jacket. "Got it," I smile when my fingertips touch the old flip phone. I stuff it into my pocket and dust myself off. His scent is all over me and I'm in love with it. "We can go home now," "How are you feeling?" he as
The mean one? Miles? I laugh to myself as I make my way to the training area. I haven't seen Every in a while and I kind of miss how weird she is. I had heard from the others that pups and more women are running around the pack grounds. I haven't seen it for myself so I admit I'm a little excited to see more people. While I like being alone, I miss the sound of others around me. It was one of the biggest reasons I enjoyed attending school. The things I would hear from my peers were always fun. The sound of children laughing catches my attention. I round the wooden gates that lead up to the gym and immediately I get hit with a water balloon. The entire left side of my body is drenched. When I look up completely in shock by the sudden assault of cold water, I see some kids and those training with Ashton and Lydia looking at me wide-eyed. I shake the water on my arm off and laugh. "I needed that," I turn my gaze to the kids. They start to apologize and then
"Are you and the little fairy-" I let the question drop as Jayk hands me a coffee mug. "No," he says and starts his Jeep. I don't know what he has in the back but it's packed. "Morning," Micca drops into the back seat with a groan. "I told you guys to get some fucking rest. We might be out all day," Jayk scolds. "I slept like it was my first day of basic training," I did. It was amazing. I doubt I've ever slept that well without substance help. "I slept," Micca says. "That's the problem," Jayk plays his music lowly. It doesn't take long before Micca's low snores soothe my nervousness. I haven't seen Lucinda since Jayk put me on lockdown after triggering my warhead gene. Jayk and I could have gone alone and it bothers me that the three of us are together like this. It's a lot of power for just a meeting. "What?" Jayk says when I try to get comfortable for the tenth time.
Jayk I must admit that I was a little skeptical about bringing Dagmar with me. This is the first serious situation she's put in and I don't know how we'll react to one another if we go active. The first couple of times I did this with Leelie, she and I almost killed one another trying to take out our targets. The only difference now is that Dagmar has submitted and accepted her role as my beta. So, things like this are going to have to become normal for us. Humans are fickle things. They're quick to change their mind about things if they feel the vibe is off. I'm not exactly sure what the hell that means but Lucille has clarified that her brother will become hostile if we come off a little sketchy. I don't know who the fuck she's been dealing with, but Dagmar is the sketchiest person I've ever had to deal with. It's one thing after another with her. I'm just as impressed as the others and I hope we pass the "vibe check" or whatever it is Lucille call
"I've got movement far East,"Micca's voice invades my head when I glance back in the direction my brother was taken. "Jayk," "Yeah?" "Micca's got movement," there's a long pause. "Go check it out," I reach into my jacket to make sure I have everything I need. The guards are quick to get defensive, but a single whistle has them holding back. I don't go up the way we came. I take the boulders all the way up to the top of the cave. I pull myself up and stay low. I scan the area until I find Micca lying among the tall grass not too far from the cave. "Where?"I ask Micca. He lifts his snout and I see what he's talking about. "I've got six targets,"he says, but I have a different angle and I can seem more. "Eight wolves are unloading some kind of cargo near an abandoned house,"I infor
Jayk "How much of that did you hear?" Lydia sighs as she pushes herself off the floormat. "All of it," I answer honestly. "She's right you know. We have literally anything you can think of here at the moment," "Best pre-workouts," she holds up her water bottle. "You were just going to leave?" I ask. "Yes," she gives me the same honesty. "I would rather go feral than stay here and watch your fuckery," "I don't want that for you," her honesty always hurts, but I don't know how to talk to her anymore. Not without hurting her feelings. "Now that you're the alpha, what you want is the only thing that matters, huh?" she sits on the bench behind her. No matter what I say to her, even if I sugarcoat it for her, it doesn't change a thing. "What you feel for me is nothing compared to what a mate bond feels like," I sit across from her. "You can love someone with you
Lydia is sitting in the middle of the gym alone with a fifty-pound weight on her chest while she does sit-ups. The lights are off and I can hear Watch The World Burn from her headset as she breathes out heavily every time she lifts her body. I've never been this upset about anything and I'm not going to pretend I know what she's going through. One thing I do know is that I don't want her to go away. She practically raised me. I don't know what to offer her or what to say that would be enough for her to stop thinking about running away. Lydia loved my brother before he became anything. I don't think she understands that Jayk isn't with those girls because he loves them. Something inside of him broke when Danica rejected him. I doubt my brother is ever going to love anyone ever again and he doesn't know how to explain that to her. "You have a very loud presence," she pants but doesn't stop. I make my way over to her and take the heads
My brother is sitting at the breakfast table with Every, Lucille, and Sloane. All of them are fussing over him and talking to one another like they're best friends. There is no sign of Leelie or Lydia. It's just the eight of us. Ashton and Micca bring out the breakfast and set it in the center of the table. "What the fuck?" Miles whispers when he takes a seat to my right. Micca sits to my left. "I don't know," I shrug and reach for a biscuit. Micca hands me the fried potatoes and Miles pours the buttermilk gravy. "Good morning, guys," Lucille finally greets us. Jayk and others look up at me. "I'm sure it is," Ashton sits next to Micca. We laugh when Jayk rolls his eyes. "Will Lie and Lydia be joining us this morning, sir?" "Nah, they're at the Beta house," Jayk takes a bite out of his pancakes. He sets his fork down and stares at me. It makes me a little uncomfortable, but I don't say anything. We've been fighting over
Jayk "What do you want?" he asks me. "Leelie almost died last week," I inform him. He sits back. "You're not like us, Jet. You don't know what it's like to have a ticking time bomb inside of you. One that goes off when you least expect it. It's not easy being on our own," I clear the itch in my throat. "Having a mate after years of being alone is taxing," "Is that why you killed Dani?" he sneers. "Yes," I nod. "Danica's death is my fault. I'm new to this alpha shit. I didn't know the power of a command until just recently. I wanted her to be something she could never be. The closer we got, the more she hated me for putting a responsibility she wasn't prepared for on her shoulders.It wasn't all hate. We had our moments and it's those small instances that make me miss her the most. Did you know that Arthur compelled her to father his heir?" "No," he shakes his head. "He convinced her that it
Jayk Seeing Dagmar upset the way she is, isn't easy. I underestimated the power I have over her and now I get why the alphas lost control of the very things they created. It was why I had put the rules in place. They gave me a sense of control. I had promised myself and my sister that I wouldn't let this get to me, but it's already started to bleed into everything we've been working for. I don't know how to fix this and now that Dagmar is home, everyone seems to be more at ease. "Jayk?" Micca walks in our makshift office space and sits in Miles's chair across from me. "What's up?" I say giving him my attention. He scratches the back of his head nervously. Micca has never been a man of many words. When it comes to anything regarding our business, he lets his work do the talking for him. It's why I love having him around. He's always been eager to prove that he deserves Dagmar. "I didn't think thi
"What did you do to him?" Jayk asks as the two of us watch Micca reading a book down by the lake behind Sloane's house. It took him a while to calm down, but once he did the emptiness slowly started to drift away and he slept for a good six hours. "Where is Sloane?" I shoot right back. He grins and turns around to walk back inside. I follow. "Miles said you had news?" "Lucille will be moving into the cotton farms as planned. Since you and Miles are going to be going to school in that region anyway, I was thinking of leaving you in charge of the entire vicinity," "And Micca," I add. He sighs. "You're letting Micca stay with me. He's my mate," "He's an essential part of my pack," "We all are, but Micca belongs to me," I remind him. "I knew you were going to be difficult about this," "Jayk-" "I can't just let him stay in one place, Mars," "Then no," I shake my h
Miles and I have been together a few times now and I thought I knew what I was getting myself into, but Micca is an Omega. He is engineered by centuries of werewolf breeding genetics specifically for this. I once read that those who have Omega mates, their mates somehow know exactly what they need and for a while now, I've been asking myself what it is he thinks I need. I can tell it terrifies him and from what I've seen in his mind, I probably should be too. His arm wraps around me as he stands taking all my weight to lift me off the floor without breaking our kiss. I suddenly feel like we're falling and my back is hitting the softness of the bed. I gasp for air when he pulls away scraping his teeth over my cheek and down my neck. He growls canines extended, eyes pitch black, and his body is turning. He's fighting his urge to shift, just barely, but the pain seems to be keeping him grounded. His tongue is attentive to my wounds. He's slowly lapping at th
The smell of his blood is triggering my red vision. His eyes are pitch black and completely focused on me. Miles excuses himself after telling him that if he got to have me on our own he at least owed him that. Micca has pushed me to this. I don't want this to be our life. I can't only have half of him. He belongs to me and I need all of him even if he refuses to offer anything up. I'm going to have to take it from this fucking Omega asshole. I retract my claws and shove him. He stumbles back and falls into the chair Miles at him in. "Mars, I can't-" he presses his hand to the side of his head trying to keep himself in check. I pull his hand away from his face and straddle him. "Please, please," he begs and it's a really good look on him. He's fighting the shift. I don't want him to shift, but if we have to. We will. "I can't," "Micca," I lean into him pressing my lips to his. He tries not to kiss me back. I growl and bite down on his bottom
Miles They're basically the same person. Both prideful and resentful. It's not like I don't understand where she's coming from. Micca is so detached from everything that he's formed these iron-clad walls all the way around him and she's right. She's been trying to go easy on him and he's done his best to push her away. This feels like the last straw. The last time she snapped, she ended up marking him against his will. I still remember the bliss he felt from the severe pain he was in for days. Even after all these years, I still don't know how to get through to him. Talking rarely helps. All he understands is violence. I thought he was getting better. I can't be having this fight with Dagmar every time he has a fucking fit. It's not fair to either of us. Dagmar went up to the room we're staying in after angrily informing me she was on the third floor the second door to the right. Leelie, Ashton, and Micca show up after a couple of