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Chapter Eight
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We were greeted at the door by a stocky, dark haired Were roughly in his thirties and his curvaceous wife that I soon found out to be Wyatt’s Delta, Alex Smith and his wife Brandi. They ushered us through the plantation-style mansion until we reached a back drawing room and they offered us something to drink. I politely declined, the taste of burning flesh still lingering on my tongue from the vision, but Wyatt eagerly accepted a tumbler of bourbon from Alex’s thick fingers and set himself down on a lounger. “So, this is the missus?” he enquired cheerfully, giving me a once-over with his dark little eyes. I didn’t even attempt to hide my dark mood. “Yeup” Wyatt muttered into his glass matter-of-factly, shooting me a warning glare. “I see you guys are gettin’ on swell” Alex said provocatively, flicking his gaze from Wyatt’s shoulder to my darkening eye. His wife Brandi stifled a giggle that set him over the edge, and they erupted into roaring laughter at our expense. Wyatt raised his
The Alpha's Prize Chapter Ten
“Alpha, she almost exposed us to the humans. She was trying to run away” Carter huffed, holding me out by the arm like an escaped convict. Wyatt leaned on the high-backed chair with one hand and held the other on his hip, eyebrow raised in displeasure. But he did not look surprised. “Of course she did”, he sighed, shaking his head. He dragged a large, muscular hand through his hair, sweeping the brownish-blonde mane away from his face. “Take her up to our quarters and for the love of god don’t leave her alone until I get there. Seems I haven’t broken her-yet”. I glowered at him as he emphasised the last word and let my eyes burn wolfish orange in his direction. Carter moved to pull me out of the front parlour towards the stairs but I yanked my arm out of his grip, giving him a low warning growl. “I can walk myself, Beta! I do not need a handler” I snapped, storming past him up the stairs. He followed me lazily up to the large, stately bedroom with en-suite Wyatt and I had been as
The Alpha's Prize Chapter Eleven
It was yet another restless night’s sleep for me as I brainstormed possible exit strategies. I’d fall into a brief slumber for what seemed like seconds before jolting awake as I remembered the task at hand, only to lie there staring at the ceiling while my mind wrestled with all possible scenarios. I was stuck in that vicious cycle until 4.47am when suddenly, I had it. It wasn’t my best idea and it certainly had the highest risk to reward ratio-but it just might work. Now I had to hope and pray to the Goddess that my instincts were correct. It began when Carter came to rudely awaken me at 11am by hammering on the door with his fist. “WAKE UP, LUNA! Alpha’s orders. You are under my care until he returns. Get up”, he barked. I sidled to the door and opened it just enough to peek through, careful to step to the side just enough to ensure my bra strap was visible. “I’m awake, Carter. What can I do for you?”, I purred, innocently tugging at the lengths of my silvery hair. “We’re bei
The Alpha's Prize Chapter Twelve
“Ya wanna ride?”. The words were like music to my ears. I’d been trudging through the litter-strewn mud on Route 16 for over an hour with my arm outstretched, giving a stiff thumbs-up in the hopes someone would take a chance on me. There were three men in the car and I judged them all be young, mid-to-late twenties or thirty at the very most. The one who called out to me from the passenger front seat had kind blue eyes, lightly crinkled at the sides from a well-worn smile with white even teeth and a straight nose that was softly rounded at the tip. He wore a thick winter jacket which he had paired with an old weathered baseball cap, and I noted he had no wedding band on the left hand that was currently leaning out the window. “Can y’ hear me? You ok?!”, he yelled over the traffic, his face growing more concerned by the minute. I looked past him and assessed his companions. The driver was wearing the obligatory t-shirt and check flannel that so dominated The South in winter, with je
The Alpha's Prize Chapter Thirteen
Any misgivings I’d had about Austin slowly melted away as he gave me a tour of the house, apologising profusely for the piles of dirty laundry and stacks of dishes by the sink. It was all so ordinary; painfully dull, in fact. The décor was strictly neutral colours, a nauseating collage of beige, greys and browns fading into one. This was absolutely a single man’s home. There was no sign of any other occupants in the three guest bedrooms, and judging by the mess and distinct lack of style in the house there was certainly no woman around. Austin kept to his word and put three frozen pizzas in the oven for us which immediately filled me with relief. Whatever was wrong with this place I wanted no part of it. Maybe it's haunted? We retired to the living room and started chit-chatting when a can of Budweiser was shoved in my face. “Want one?”, Blake asked gruffly. “No thanks. I don’t really drink”, I replied apologetically. From across the room Austin called over, “Come on, Nova! Just
The Alpha's Prize Chapter Fourteen
I can’t breathe. This is it. I’d woken up from a vivid nightmare of Mason smothering me with a pillow only to find I couldn’t breathe through my mouth; I was blindfolded and gagged on a cold floor, hands bound behind my back, buck naked bar the black thong I’d been wearing under my clothes when I left the Philadelphia pack house. I was numb all the way down the right side of my body where my flesh met the floor and shivering uncontrollably. “Wakey, wakey Nova”, a cold voice sneered. My heart dropped. “Hope you had a nice little beauty sleep. Now it’s time for you and me to have a little fun”. I screamed desperately against the duct tape covering my mouth but all I produced was a muffled whine. Austin let out a barbaric laugh. “Scream all you want, ain’t no-one gonna find you down here. You’re all mine til we decide to hand you in. Well, theirs too once I’ve had my turn”, he added, and I heard Chris and Blake mutter “mmn hmn” in unison. Jesus fucking Christ. I opened my eyes ag
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The first lash cut through me like a blade. I bit my tongue to supress a scream, clamping down so hard that hot blood pooled in my mouth. “Not hard enough? Ok”, Austin said maniacally, raining down more lashes on my back. I hissed through my teeth and focused on the stairs picturing Wyatt in his massive grey wolf form bounding over to devour his prey. Soon. Just hold on, Nova. He will be here soon. Austin walked around my incapacitated form to look me in the eyes. “Why aren’t you screaming for me? The sooner you do the faster this is over and I can reward you with some civilised human cock. Would you like that?”, he taunted, running the hilt of the whip down the front of my body, coming to a stop at my groin. “I’ll pass, I’ve had enough disappointments over the last few days”, I retorted. I’d hit a nerve. A shutter came down behind his eyes and the man I was looking at was replaced by something much darker. I saw his fists coming towards me but was helpless to protect myself; I h
The Alpha's Prize Chapter Sixteen
It was all over in a matter of seconds. Austin was pulled away from me with the force of a hurricane and no sooner had I seen his eyes widen in fear, they were looking up at from the floor, torn from his skull. An unearthly scream echoed throughout the basement before a squelching, tearing sound silenced it forever. I felt something warm splash my legs and tried to blink through my dehydrated fog to see it; I could have laughed from the sheer justice of it, but I was too badly injured. Austin’s eyes, head and heart lay at my feet alongside his torn off genitals. A wave of exhaustion and relief washed over me and I blacked out for a few seconds, before my saviour released me from my chains catching me as I fell. “Whoa whoa whoa, not yet. Stay with me”, the firm voice said. “Wyatt…you came for me…”, I whispered through parched lips. A large strong hand softly stroked my hair before I felt something wrapped around my body to protect my modesty. “No, not Wyatt, sweetheart. It’s me, C
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