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Terakhir Diperbarui:
2025-03-31 02:06:27
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“Was it your father? Your brothers? Which ones?” They’re ass-kissers, eager to show neck. Those are always the males who need to tear into a female or pup to wash down the taste of boot in their mouth.“What did you think would happen if we were found out?” she asks.I wasn’t going to let that happen. It was only a few kisses. I was a fucking idiot.“Tell me who.” I let my wolf’s growl infuse my voice.“What are you going to do? You’re not my mate. You have no rights. You can’t keep me here.” Her voice trembles, and the pulse in her delicate neck flutters faster.She’s so fucking pretty. You wouldn’t notice her if you didn’t have cause to look. She wears her brown hair in the same single braid as all the other Ditch females, and she has the same brown eyes. Her ass is a little rounder than most, and her tits are a little smaller, but she’s average height, and her lips are neither plump nor thin, her legs neither long nor short. But once you notice her—She’s beautiful. The browns aren
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Wrenlee doesn’t even pause to sniff the air. She has no idea she’s being followed. It makes my gut ache.What is she doing out here? Meeting a male? She wouldn’t.Still, even the idea sends adrenaline crashing through me. My wolf surges forward. An image flashes in my brain—he tackles her, driving her to her hands and knees as he snarls and roars and sinks his fangs into that pulsing neck until her fear seeps strongly enough from her pores to calm him. I want that. I need it. But she isn’t ours.She isn’t ours.A female who allows herself to be marked by a male who isn’t her mate is beyond ruined. She has no value. No protection.I hold him back by the skin of my teeth. And he holds me.Of course, there isn’t another male waiting for her when she finally gets to her destination. There’s a garden. A very small, sad one.The dirt is cracked, more like dried putty than earth. There are tiny green buds planted in neat lines, but they don’t look like they’re doing very well. The ones still
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And if I need to be a Claw, I’ll be one, and if I need to be a gardener, I can do that, too.I’m not Wrenlee’s mate, but I swear to Fate, she will not want for anything or come to any more harm, not as long as I have fight left in my body.4WRENLEE, THREE MONTHS LATERThe female sneaks a glance at me from the corner of her eye. “She used to hang around in the shed, waiting for him. He had to tell her to her face that they weren’t mates, and she needed to leave him alone and stop throwing herself at him. It was so embarrassing,” she whispers to a new worker who just started on the wall.At least unlike a lot of folks these days, she’s trying to talk about me behind my back. The breeze is blowing in my direction, though, so I can hear everything. I pretend I don’t and keep my head down, but if anyone’s looking, my burning face will give me away.“I saw him at the fight Friday night,” the new female whispers back. “I’d stalk him, too. Did you see him lay out that male from Salt Mountain
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“Goddamn it,” John Broom swears. His round, chapped face appears over the platform twenty feet above me. “Wrenlee, I’ve got my hands full. Can you bring that back up?”I’m already hauling myself to my feet. I’ve never had a problem with John, despite the putty knife incident, and lately, he’s been downright kind. He and his brothers keep me busy most days, and they don’t ogle me or call me names. They don’t try to talk to me either, and that’s fine.I grab the bucket, hook it over my elbow, and then twist the bottom of my shift and tuck it into my smock strings, freeing my legs to climb. Since the temperature has been dropping by the day, I’m wearing my thick woolen tights, so at least the gawkers won’t get much of a show. The bosses don’t like females climbing the scaffolding, but sometimes, it’s unavoidable.I’m careful as I climb, holding the metal bars with both hands and wedging a foot firmly in each crosshatch before I haul myself up to the next. The wind is constant now, calmin
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The bar slips, or I do. My numb arm shakes, threatening to give out. Above me, Clay gauges the distance, scouring the plywood for handholds, but there aren’t any, and it’s too far.I’m happy that he is here. That I get to see him before I go. His face is hard and sharp, and it hurts to know he isn’t mine, but still, he’s beautiful. I wanted him to notice me, and he did. For a little while, I was the center of his attention, and I’m grateful for that at least. I try to smile so he knows.Our eyes lock. His pain and desperation tear into my chest like grappling hooks. Metal screeches. The males erupt in shouts.The scaffold tips forward into empty space.“Wrenlee, shift!” he roars, and he leaps.My limp arm slips free, and I’m falling, but it isn’t painless. My bones snap midair. My muscles tear, and I scream, but my voice is gone, and the color of the world is wrong. I flail, but I have no hands; I’m upside down; I’m going to crash into the river, but no, a split second before I hit th
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With a final deep exhale, he breaks in front of us, elongating, lowering, changing. The air rings with the crunch of bone, but he doesn’t make a sound, then his wolf is standing there on four legs, shaking out his thick, shiny pelt. I’ve never seen his color before. He’s white on his muzzle, inner legs, and chest, but his nose and haunches are almost orange, and the rest of him is rich brown mixed with a rusty red.He’s massive. He could eat us in two bites. My wolf whines and bares her neck.His wolf chuffs a few times, ignoring her completely, and trots into the river about ten feet downstream. He’s quick about it, dashing back to shore as soon as he’s dunked himself. Then he strolls back to where my wolf is frozen, huddled half in and half out of the water. He stares majestically into the middle distance as water drips from his magnificent pelt.My wolf peeks up at him. She’s ninety-nine percent terrified, but there’s a spark of curiosity in her. His coat is very pretty. It’s even
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Amir nods. “You know, that ‘first kiss’ thing is North Border bullshit. Probably because most females here make you wait until they’re damn sure before they let you close enough to ruin their reputation. None of the other packs believe in it. Where my father’s from, you don’t kiss until the binding ceremony, and you’re mated by then, trust me.”“Seriously?”Amir grunts. “Eldrick sent me,” he says, changing the subject.“I figured as much. He’s got a message?”Amir blanks his face so that I understand these words aren’t his own. “He says get your ass back up the hill. You can bring the female and put her in the groupie pen until she goes into full heat. Says to remind you that the fight at Quarry Pack is two weeks away, and there’s no time for bullshit.”Amir subtly shifts his stance and drops his arms to free his fists, just in case I swing.My wolf surges forward. Kill him. Rip his throat out.My wolf doesn’t differentiate between the messenger and the message. I seize the animal, wr
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“If you can’t see your way to killing him, I suppose his arms and legs will do.” He flashes a bitter grin.Yeah, we’re definitely beginning to understand each other.“Eldrick and the rest are idiots, but you do realize this shit is obvious as hell.” I mean, I’ll still do it, but I feel like I should point that out.Amir’s grin widens, flashing his descended blinding-white incisors. “I’m not trying to be subtle. I was figuring you weren’t, either.”True enough. “Should I even ask what this certain male has done?”His grin disappears. “He’s keeping something that belongs to me, and he needs to be reminded to handle it with care.” Amir’s face says he’s done talking about it.“It’ll have to wait until my mate is settled.” My mate. It’s the first time I’ve said it. I scrub my chest where the bond between us flows, sure and steady. I can’t fuck this up, not any more than I have already.“Of course.” Amir claps me on the shoulder. “That was a badass dive, by the way. And you made me fifty no
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Bab terbaru
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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
