All Chapters of Alpha Bait: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

EVE Driving Drake's truck to get Kha from jail, I couldn't help but think about the mess I was walking into. Drake didn't know yet. He was likely still passed out from the massive amount he drank last night. Finding out his mom was nothing more than a breeder rocked him hard. I should have stayed with him, but I had to fix Kha's mess now. Arriving at the jail, I was frustrated at how long the process took. Kha had been locked up for nearly two weeks, and I had no idea. Franklin didn't realize how much Kha lost it when confined. I couldn't stand by and let him suffer. When Kha finally walked through the door, the look on his face was priceless. When I wrapped my arms around him, he all but collapsed. He had lost so much weight. His cheeks were hollow, his eyes distant, and most of his muscles had vanished. He was a shell of himself. He gathered his items, including my ring, which was now on my necklace. After finishing the paperwork, we walked out to the parking lot. Seei

Waking up after an hour of sleep, I was still nestled against Eve's back, my lips gently pressed to the nape of her neck. Drake was in front of her, and they were kissing quietly. It was often how she and I would wake up. She'd made it a habit early on, knowing that waking me by kissing me like that would usually mean a good day. Back then, she had no idea she was calming Vance each morning. She just knew I was better for it. I marveled at the peace this moment brought with my eyes closed as I savored the sensation of being entwined with them. She was managing to calm all of us. I could sense Vance's awe and curiosity as he witnessed our connection. "It's like we're all a pack, even without the bond," he mused quietly. Vance seemed at peace. I barely remember a time when he was so quiet and calm. This was so surreal. We were in the very situation that should have made our wolves fight to the death. Yet here we were, savoring it. Eve figured out I was awake fairly q

KHAWhen I woke up, Drake was already awake, sitting up and watching me and Eve cuddled together. He was gripping my forearm. When he noticed me stirring, he reluctantly pulled his hand away. "I'm sorry," he said awkwardly. "This hangover isn't going away fast." I chuckled. "Is that really the reason?" The grin that spread across his face said all I needed to know. "Mostly." Eve grumbled, "Y'all stop talking and let me sleep, please." I leaned down and kissed her on the nose. "How about this? Drake and I will go cook breakfast, and you stay here and sleep, okay?" She mumbled, "Are you two going to be okay?" Drake laughed and kissed her on the other side of her head. "We'll be just fine. Get some sleep." "You just want to talk about me," she whispered. We both chuckled. She would always be the topic of conversation. She was our world. We headed to the kitchen and started putting together breakfast quietly. We kept making eye contact, getting uncomfortable, and shuffling

I rushed over to Drake, wanting to comfort him. He held up his hand, stopping me. "No, not right now. With him so angry, it will be harder for me to resist his commands." I pulled away. "Okay," I mumbled. "Just get dressed. This is about to get messy, I'm sure," he said. Kha was already getting dressed and nodded in agreement. We hurried to the living room, where Ty and Frank were already in a heated argument. "You think you can control everything, Ty? Look at what you've done to your son!" Frank shouted, his face twisted with rage. Ty shot back, his eyes blazing. "And you? You've let everything fall apart, Frank! My son, my family, this whole damn pack—it's all your fault!" Drake, standing rigidly, was barely holding himself together. Kha stood beside him, equally tense, ready to intervene. It was good to see them so united. "You're the reason she left!" Ty yelled at Frank. "You and your son have driven her away!" Frank stepped forward, his fists clenched. "Don't you dare

DRAKE My entire body tensed. Just as I was about to reach the edge, her voice cut through the haze. "You're not done yet," she commanded, her tone leaving no room for disobedience. I felt the command work its way through me, stilling my body and allowing me to hold on just a bit longer. The sensation was overwhelming, and the urge to release was almost unbearable, but I held back, driven by her command. I'd never done this before. I'd heard about other wolves using commands during sex. It created a strange mix of bondage and submission unique to werewolves. Still, it was new to me. I never trusted anyone enough to give them that kind of power over me. I always thought I was a purebred. Purebreeds didn't give up that type of control. But I wasn't a purebred, and she wasn't a wolf. How did she know she could do it? Maybe she didn't, and it was just her pure need and desire to control me. Either way, it was incredible and maddening all at once. The struggle, the push and pull