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Except for when we’re touching each other.Then he’s too caught up to be uptight. Too honed in.Because he thinks I’m beautiful, too?I clear my throat. Softly. Alec straightens. I imagine him glaring into the middle distance, thinking grumpy, disdainful thoughts about fluid dynamics.I clear my throat again. Louder.“Do you need the towel already?” he asks without turning.“I haven’t washed my hair yet,” I say. And then, without thought or plan, I hear myself ask, “Will you do it for me?”My lungs catch and then suck down the breath to speak while my brain scrambles for the words to say to take it back. Never mind. I don’t know what I’m thinking. Bad idea.Alec grunts and tosses the towel onto the bank of the mossy little island. “Hand me the soap,” he says.Well, there’s no getting out of it now.I hold out the net bag. He takes it. I paddle in a circle until my back is to him. He kneels.“Lean back,” he says, his voice deep. Deep and pleased.I do, swishing my hair back and forth u
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He fetches my towel, and after I wind it around myself, he hovers as I pick my way back to the ledge. Then he stands guard, blocking me from view while I dress. He tugs on his sweatpants over his wet legs while I comb my clean hair with my fingers, tie it back into a ponytail, and clip a rabbit barrette above each ear.As a cacophony of feet sound in the entrance tunnel and the Old Den pack spills into the cave, loud and happy from their run, Alec draws me close. He peers down at me and adjusts each rabbit a bit with the tip of his finger.“You miss Harriet?” he asks.“Hey, you remembered her name.” I smile up at him, teasing, but his eyes are dark and worried and waiting for an answer. “Yeah. Of course. She’s been a good friend.”He nods, and then I hear Pritchard call, “Cameron, come over here and meet the alpha.”The change is instantaneous and so subtle that I almost don’t notice. The dark in Alec’s eyes that has been swirling with feeling becomes cold and impenetrable. The tensio
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“You’ll get no challenge from me.” I tell him what he really wants to know.He draws himself up and stares me down, his wolf in his eyes, a growl rattling his chest, and I let him. I don’t bend the neck—I don’t have it in me—but I let him make his point.He’s about done when Flora pops out from behind me and says, “H-He’s here with me.”I reach to drag her back, and she smacks my arm. “He’s only here because I came, and he’s my mate. He doesn’t want to take over or anything. He doesn’t even like people.”It’s like someone unclogged her. She just keeps going.“H-He’s not a jerk or anything—well, I guess that’s debatable, kind of depends on who you ask—but he won’t cause trouble and neither will I. Abertha sent me. She said you’d take me in. I have money. Human money. And we can both work. Or, well, I can work. I can do laundry, cooking, cleaning, mending, sewing. Basically anything with fabrics. And I can fix washers and dryers and vacuums and other small appliances. Probably. I haven’
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FLORALike I have every morning since we came to Old Den, I wake up in the female dorm thinking I’m still back in my twin bed at Miss Nola’s. It just takes seeing the metal bars of the bunk overhead to remember where I am. I scrub my eyes, tug on my jeans, and jam and wriggle my feet until they slide down into my laced boots. Then I shuffle out to the hall, searching for Alec.It’s become a habit. Since the first morning, my wolf—who’s always more alert than I am in the morning—has insisted we find him before we do anything else.Alec’s in the hall like usual, tinkering in the area he’s reorganizing into a “proper workshop,” as he calls it. He’s dumped the contents of a huge coffee can onto a table, and he’s sorting the bits and bobs into piles of screws, nails, and other random items. I see push pins, staples, bread clips, pen caps, coins, and about a hundred pull tabs from soda cans.“Are you sure that’s not someone’s marker collection?” I ask Alec as I squint over his shoulder. Th
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I used to think I knew him from watching him all those years, and we had nothing in common, but now that I’m really getting to know him, I realize how similar we are in some ways. Like me, his default mode is bracing for a hit, and he wakes up expecting a drubbing.He’s always grim in the morning, but as the day goes on, each time I see him, his jaw is a little less tight and his eyes are a smidge less creased at the corners, as if every time he comes around, and no disaster has struck, he allows himself to feel a bit less wary. Then, the next morning, he’s wound up tight as a drum again.That’s how I feel every day that passes here without getting called fat or having to ignore some snide remark. Relieved, but also, ironically, more and more tightly strung. The blow, when it comes, is gonna hurt. The Old Den folks really don’t seem to care about my size, but I haven’t made anyone angry yet, either. That’s when folks always let you know what they really think—when you step on their to
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As soon as I put the chair down and turn, conversation and munching smoothly resumes, but it’s not a dramatic resumption of activity. If Rae hadn’t pointed it out, I would have never picked up on it. I can’t see folks looking at my rear. I don’t have eyes in the back of my head.At first, I have the impulse to tug my shirt down, try to tuck my rump so it’s smaller, turn so that no one can see when I bend to lift.Shame. That’s my first impulse.But curiosity comes in hot on its heels. Are they really looking?I push another table into formation. Yeah, they are. I walk slower and observe from under my eyelashes. They track me. When I’m about to bend, there is an almost imperceptible hitch in their breathing, the slightest straightening of their spines. The muscles in their necks ripple as they swallow. They tug surreptitiously at their pants, readjusting.My mind is blown.This is how the Salt Mountain males checked out the females sunning themselves on their towels by the river.My wo
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“You could help, you know,” I tell him.“It’s female work,” he says offhandedly, his focus very obviously on scowling and acting like Bevan doesn’t exist.“Female work?” It’s such a Salt Mountain male response that I don’t think he even realizes he sounds like an ass before I take the red dauber in my hand and bop him on the nose with it.He blinks, his eyes crossing as he tries to make out what I’ve done. “Hey. What?”He scrubs at the dot, but he doesn’t do much but smear it.I go to dab him on the forehead, but his reflexes are excellent, and I’ve lost the element of surprise. He plucks the dauber from my fingers and dots my nose.“Hey!”A hint of a smile tugs up the corner of his mouth, and so quickly that it doesn’t fully register until he’s done, he rubs our noses together. A split second after, his lips are a stern line again.“I’m going to wash up for lunch,” he says. “Meet me at our table in five.” He gives Bevan one last glower and takes off without a backwards glance.I watc
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I skid to a stop. His whole body tenses.“You’re back,” I whisper, suddenly shy.Somehow, he draws himself even taller and tenser, searching my face, his gaze lingering on my lips, and I think he’s going to lose it like he did before and kiss me, but instead, he steels his jaw and holds out his hand. I take it, and he leads me up toward the cavern.“I’m not wearing pants,” I hiss at him.His eyes drop to my legs, and they glint for a second before he schools his expression and says, “There’s no one up.”The cavern is dark when we get there, except for a blue glow in the middle of the space where the moon reflects off the pool. It’s late, probably three or four in the morning. Everything is quiet.He draws me over to the area he staked out for his workshop. There’s a massive duffel bag and a tool chest on a table that weren’t there before.“You went for your tools?” I ask.“Didn’t I say?”“No. You just said you’d be back.” Even though we’re alone, we’re whispering.“I am back,” he says
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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“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
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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
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“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
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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
