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The Tyrant alpha 308
“Yeah.”She lets out a quiet giggle, arching her back to dunk her hair again. Her tits thrust high, and they’re so big and slick and wet. My mouth waters.“My wolf could’ve handled it, you know. She’s huge.” She peeks at me, her eyes light with a hazy twinkle. “You got in her way.”I want to be mad, but I can’t be when she’s looking at me like this. “It’s not your job.”“It’s yours?”I grunt, letting my body float closer to where she’s lazily swishing her head from side to side through the water. She doesn’t move away. My cock has never been so hard, nor my balls so shriveled. The river is fucking frigid. Flora doesn’t seem to mind at all. She’s in heaven.“What is?” she asks idly.My face burns. “Protecting you.”“You suck at your job.” She gives me a faint, disappointed frown, and I want to fight myself.“Maybe.”For a second, the dreamy, vague expression in her eye clears, and she looks at me like she used to, before I screwed up our mating, before I dropped her for Isla. It’s this
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So that makes me a hypocrite, right? Is that the word? When you’re blind to shit until it’s stabbing you in the chest, and all of a sudden, you notice, and now you care?I rub the place where the bond pours into me. There’s pain in it, but I wouldn’t say it hurts. Or it doesn’t just hurt. I can’t explain. It’s got a hold of me, and for how males always call it a leash or a choke chain, it isn’t like that.I’ve got a hold on it, too.I let Flora lead the way back to the place where the feral attacked. Her skin has dried, and she’s flushing pink again, every inch of her. My cock thrusts straight ahead like the bowsprit of a ship. Thank God we’re in the middle of nowhere. I look like an idiot.I need to take control of the situation, but what do I do? Throw her over my shoulder and carry her back to pack territory? We won’t make it.She’s moaning. Panting.When she arrives at the pack, she bends to finger the straps I ripped in my haste to get them loose, flashing me her swollen, pink, g
최신 업데이트 : 2025-03-31The Tyrant alpha 310
The grass is green and high, sprinkled with sweet violets and snowdrops. My wolf rumbles her grudging approval.It’ll have to do.I wander off to explore, sniffing for snakes. Miss Nola says they don’t have a scent, but they do. They smell slithery.Alec follows at my heel, and he knows enough to be quiet. I keep my ear on him through the bond as I check the angle of the sun and the slope of the ground. It’s not a den, not even close, but time is running out, and at least the grass is cool on my bare feet.I need blankets.I turn, and Alec’s squatting over the pack, unpacking quickly but neatly. Like he’s reading my mind, he brings me the quilt and a small stack of my clothes. It’s not nearly enough.“We need more,” I tell him. This stack is paltry. Insulting.“This is all we have,” he says gently, with great regret. He understands, and that’s not the same as blankets, but for a moment, it smooths the edges of my agitation.I take the stack and consider the open meadow, a fresh wave o
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Instead of letting go, he tightens his grip on the nape of my neck, and my pussy gushes. I can hear the patter on the cotton.“I asked you something, Flora,” he says.“Yes,” I gasp.“Right.” He puts pressure on my neck, guiding me onto all fours, and positions himself behind me. His heavy palm rests on the base of my spine.I lower my chest to the ground, expecting him to drive inside me at any second, but instead, I feel him prodding at my entrance. Then, oh no, he slips, and he’s prodding at another entrance, further back. I yelp and readjust my hips until he’s back where I want him.“You feel so soft, Flora.” His voice is so deep, it’s shredded. “Can you feel me?”I whimper.Crack. He slaps my ass, hard, and I squeal. It stings so bad that my nose tingles. I clench my butt cheeks and try to wriggle forward, but he’s got me by the waist, his unforgiving fingers digging into my squishy middle.“Can you feel me?” he repeats.“Yes,” I gasp.He’s pushing forward now, stretching me. It b
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I wasn’t ready for this.I didn’t think this through.Alec’s wolf rumbles to calm me, vibrating my back, as Alec carefully extracts his fangs from my flesh and licks the wound with his rough tongue. He’s sunk down on his butt now, and I’m sprawled on his lap, trapped in place by his knot, boneless and paralyzed and trembling.I clutch his forearms because there’s no other way to steady myself.We’re mates for real now.I didn’t want this, not like this, but I didn’t have a choice either, and resentment and regret feel like abstractions floating just out of reach as my brain wakes up and takes in this new physical reality.I’m stuck on Alec’s cock. I wiggle to test the knot, and it’s lodged in there, and all moving does is make me feel like I have to pee. And my neck hurts. The sharp pain is ebbing, but it’s being replaced with a dull throb. I want to see what it looks like. I want to touch it, but I don’t know how bad my skin is torn, and I don’t want to poke an open wound.I’ve never
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“Flora.” He sighs. “What do you think we were doing all those times we messed around?”He was taking what he could get. What came easy.“Flora.” He jostles his knee, jiggling me.“You tell me what we were doing,” I say, sour.He kisses my temple, not at all tender and sweet. He pecks it like his face accidentally bumped my forehead. It’s the first time he’s kissed me.“I don’t know about you,” he says. “But I was trying not to fuck the shit out of you.”My heart bottoms out. “Because you didn’t want to dishonor your future mate, messing around with someone like me.”“Because I knew if I let myself, I wouldn’t stop.”He’s lying, right? This is him trying to smooth things over since I’m his mate now. He’s marked me. The bond is strong and solid. He’s trapped, so he wants to rewrite the past.But it’s just—Alec doesn’t bother to lie.“I want my shirt.” I don’t want to be naked anymore, and besides, now that the sun’s going down, the parts not in direct contact with Alec’s skin are gettin
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I wriggle onto my back and stare at the dark sky. I want to sleep more than anything, but my brain won’t stop. It dashes from thought to thought like when my wolf was first let loose in the woods.A baby.Salt Mountain.Alec.Maybe a baby girl.She could take after her pa, a lot of girls do, but maybe she’d take after her dam. Maybe she’ll be born with chipmunk cheeks and chubby thighs with rolls, and everyone will love to tickle her to make those fat legs kick, but they’ll be watching with eagle eyes.How much is she being fed? How often? What’s on her plate? Why is she like that? Shifters aren’t fat. Our kind lives in harmony with nature, and fat is unnatural, unhealthy, and wrong, and if a fat shifter exists, they shouldn’t.They have to be fixed. Helped. Pinched when they reach for a cookie at the baked goods table. Lectured to do better, eat less, run more, no matter what they’re actually doing, it doesn’t matter, they’re probably lying.They must be told over and over that they’
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It’s time to go.I orient myself, put the mountain at my back, and with a soft tread, I continue downhill. The sun rises, yellowish orange and round as an egg yolk, and the further I get from the feral’s territory, the more chirping and rustling I hear. I find the river again, and between the daytime critters stirring and the water rushing, I can almost ignore the bond, stretching like a piece of bubble gum.Alec can do whatever he wants. It’s nothing to me. I’m going to the Old Den Pack. If Abertha’s map is even somewhat accurate, I should reach it later today.My blisters still hurt, and my body aches—and stinks—but I feel better as the sun and activity limbers me up.I’m not making a terrible mistake. This is just what being brave feels like.I didn’t leave anything behind, except Harriet and Miss Nola, but once I get settled in, I’ll find a way to get them.I’m strong enough to do this. If I’m not, what were all those years of bullshit for?I pump myself up and trudge along, my pa
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The Tyrant alpha 484
The humans know about shifters, of course, but there’s no need to draw more attention to us than we already do, as strangers in such a small town. Folks already gawk as Annie leads us to the village commons even though the streets are busy. It’s market day.As soon as we reach the grassy expanse filled with tables and tents, Alroy and Diantha peel off, heading in opposite directions. Griff seems torn, but when he sees that Diantha is making a beeline for a booth with racks of female clothing, he hurries to follow Alroy.Annie leads us down the makeshift walkways, smiling when she’s greeted by name. My mate is still shy, but there’s no trace of fear in her scent. I breathe her happiness and excitement in, letting it flush my lungs clean of the oily town air.She sees her friends before I do and lets go of my hand to run toward them.My mate. My Annie. Running with a smile lighting her face.This is a good, good day.Two females rush around their table, the third making her way more slo
The Tyrant alpha 483
JUSTUSMy perfect, beautiful mate does not like surprises, so she knows exactly where we’re going as we trot through the woods that run along the human highway. At first, I was sad that I couldn’t spring this visit on her, but I love watching her wolf get more and more excited the closer we get to Chapel Bell. Her short little legs are moving so fast, I almost don’t have to slow my pace.Alroy, Griff, and Diantha don’t have my patience, so they’re several yards ahead of us. Poor Griff has to be the buffer between them, and he keeps getting caught in the crossfire when their wolves decide to break the monotony by sniping at each other.I was worried that Annie would be too nervous to venture this far from camp, but she gets more confident every day. I’m pretty sure that’s because when we were out for a walk two months ago, she saw me take out two ferals that were encroaching on our territory to the north, so even though Killian and I pretty much fought to a draw, she knows I can handle
The Tyrant alpha 482
He bares his fangs, yanks the needle from his neck, and blinks at it, bemused.“Did you stab me with a fucking knitting needle?” He holds it up. Blood oozes from the wound, dripping down his bare chest. I didn’t even hit an artery.Justus snarls, squaring his shoulders and bending his knees, readying himself to attack. Every inch of his body is covered in mud and blood, gashes and purpling bruises. White bone shows through a jagged slash on his forearm.A male coughs, clearing his throat. “Can we just take a beat?” Killian raises his hands, raw flesh where his nails should be.I wouldn’t have thought it possible, but he’s as battered as Justus, and he seems to be favoring his left leg, like his right can’t hold weight. Our males spar constantly. I’ve seen all of them beat up at some point, but I’ve never seen any of them mangled this bad. I can’t believe either he or Justus are still upright.“That bitch stabbed me.” Leith points at me with the knitting needle.Justus howls and steps
The Tyrant alpha 481
My wolf skids to a halt several feet away and then slinks forward, keeping the fire between her and the Salt Mountain wolf, letting the smoke block her scent. When she’s too close to dare creep closer, she huddles close to the ground, staring up and up at his tremendous mud-caked haunches. She’s a miniature in comparison. All the females are, and we all stare, powerless, as the wolf’s bones crack and a strapping man rises from the hulk of his beast.His blond hair shines through the dirt. I’ve seen him. Leith Munroe. The new Salt Mountain alpha.He rests his hands on his hips as if there isn’t chaos all around him as his wolves play a game of distraction, breaking after our slower, smaller, or older males and mauling them until our strong males are forced to turn back, away from us, to rescue them.Leith takes no notice of our wolves, even when they get close, or me, skulking behind the fire. Why would he? I’m no threat—skinny and small and stinking of fear.Instead, he’s intent on so
The Tyrant alpha 480
ANNIERun! Run! Run!I squat as low as I can in the wildflowers and tear off my clothes.A few yards away, Killian and Justus are murdering each other. Tye, Ivo, and the rest are just watching, and no matter how much I scream, no matter what I say, their wolves don’t listen.And the Salt Mountain wolves are up to something. They’re edging away from the fight toward the trail to camp. Quarry Pack is so intent on the fight, they either don’t notice or don’t care.I have to get to Khalil, and my wolf is faster.Run into the woods! The woods!I huddle in the tall grass and summon my wolf. For the first time in my life, she’s ahead of me, bursting through our skin before I’m ready, assuming form like she’s surfacing from water rather than tearing herself free from bone and muscle.She runs away from the woods, toward the trail. The Salt Mountain wolves have gotten ahead of her, so she hangs back, keeping low and downwind.Turn around! Now!What are they doing? They can’t think to attack La
The Tyrant alpha 479
“Lavender is light green this time of year. It doesn’t bloom until June or July.”“What are you going to do with it now then?”“Make a sachet. The scent mostly comes from the oils in its leaves.”“Make a sachet for who?”I wade through the tall grass to stand close to her and inhale her sweet rainy scent.“For the den,” she says, glancing bashfully up at me from under her thick brown lashes. She’s wearing my old sweater and another pair of my drawstring pants. Her pulse flutters at the base of her throat. She’s excited, too.Maybe we should cut this trip short and head back to the den.Or take a detour into the woods.She probably wouldn’t do that, but I think she’d agree to return to camp. I draw in another deep breath. Her arousal teases my nose.My wolf snarls.Annie startles.It takes my brain three seconds too long to catch up.Underlying the rain and slick, there is another scent. Earthy, yes, but not the right earth. It doesn’t belong. I’ve smelled it before. A long time ago.I
The Tyrant alpha 478
My grip on the pot handle tightens. Water sloshes over the sides. My jaw clenches, my guts knot, and my dry eyes burn.I can’t do this.I have to.“Justus?” Annie appears in the den entrance. She’s wrapped herself in a light pink sheet, and she’s holding a cup. “You brought water.” She smiles, padding toward me on bare feet.And then she stops. Her smile falls aways.She blinks in the sunshine, the bleariness of sleep disappearing as she takes in my grim face and desperate hold on the pot. If I had dignity, I’d find a way to smile back. Say good morning. Act like everything is fine.Her chest falls as she lets out a long, silent breath. She looks me straight in the eye. Her fear and doubt are clear as day.She’s going to ask me to take her home now.She takes a step closer to me, and then another, until we’re toe to toe. She gazes up at me, and for a second, all I can see is her beauty—her graceful neck, her delicate pointy chin, her soft, curving lips—and then I notice the expression
The Tyrant alpha 477
“Trust me,” he shushes, the hot head of his cock already notching at my entrance. He flexes his hips and sinks into me, a groan of pure relief torn from his throat. He fills me so completely that I ache where I take him, but I love it.I pant through the strain, and he gathers me close as he thrusts, cradling me to his chest, kissing my lips, my brow, my cheeks, the tip of my nose. I start to rock my hips in time.“You’re so beautiful, Annie,” he rumbles in my ear. “So perfect for me. My Annie. Mine.”I sigh and ride his bucking hips, his cock stretching me until I feel like a glove made for him.“Come for me, now,” he growls. “Now, Annie.”Hot cum floods my womb, and his knot catches and swells, tearing a raw shout from my throat. His fingers find my clit while his fangs sink into my shoulder.I scream, bucking against him, but I’m caught, so he moves with me, hushing me.I hover another second on the edge, somehow above myself, watching his strong arms tremble as they wrap around me
The Tyrant alpha 476
I let my hand fall and turn my head away.He snarls. He doesn’t like that.I drop back so I’m sitting on the pallet, lift my chin, and fold my arms. His wolf rumbles unhappily. He shouldn’t have let his man mess with my nest.He dips his head and looks up at me from his lowered eyes, a wolf playing at a lamb. “I’m sorry, Annie. Here it is.”He holds the pillow out.It’s a trap.Of course it’s a trap. I reach for it anyway. As soon as I grab the pillow, he yanks and falls to his back, dragging me with him. I tumble on top of him. He quickly nips the pillow from my grasp, tucks it behind his head, and grins up at me.I push up on his chest, struggling upright until I’m straddling his waist. He crosses his arms behind his head.I lean forward and try to pull the pillow free, but his head is too heavy.“Just ask nicely, Annie.” There’s a new note in his voice, a gravelly depth that has nothing to do with his wolf.I prop myself on his folded biceps. They’re hard and velvet and flexing und
