All Chapters of The Alpha's Warlock: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Chapter 16 We Charge More for Those“Can I use your phone?”Drew glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, his mouth quirking up in a smile that read more sad than amused. “If I snap, nine-one-one isn’t going to do you much good.”Nope, it definitely wouldn’t, even if we could’ve gotten a police cruiser out here to the middle of nowhere in less than an hour. I didn’t think the cops would be equipped to handle an alpha werewolf in a frenzy. There were supernatural units, of course. A surprising number of werewolves worked in emergency services—or maybe not so surprising, since they could handle just about anything a criminal could throw at them, and humans liked having them as partners because officer casualties were so much lower in units with shifters attached. I could remember reading about that somewhere, although I couldn’t remember when or why.But even a random highway patrol officer who happened to be a shifter probably wouldn’t be enough. Drew’s knuckles were white where h

Chapter 18 Fake Mate for RealAfter that bombshell left me too stunned to speak, the previously-silent Matthew stood up and took charge, handing out tasks to everyone present in a way that no one ignored, not even Nate.Ian took the SUV’s keys and went to move it around by the garage, promising to put mine and Drew’s bags in a spare bedroom. Calder dragged Drew to the corner of the basement, stuffing one of the couch’s thin throw pillows under his head, and sat down on the floor next to him, leaning his head against the wall and closing his eyes. His body language radiated a total lack of concern. I hated seeing Drew lying there like that on the hideous orange carpet. I wanted to drop to the floor and hold his head myself, stroke his hair off his sweaty forehead. My fingers practically itched with the desire to touch him. I felt so cold without him next to me.On the other hand, no one would be more capable of keeping him under control than Calder, and if he woke up to me touching h

Chapter 20 What Are Your Plans, Exactly?A hard, insistent pounding—of a totally different kind than I’d been enjoying before I fell asleep—startled us both awake a little while later. By the angle of the sun, no more than an hour or two later.Ugh.Drew rolled me off of him with dizzying speed and flopped me onto the mattress, and was on his feet before I could even blink the sleep out of my eyes. He had his claws extended and lips drawn back in a snarl to show his fangs.He’d made it to the door before I could get it together, because aside from still being groggy as hell—well, Drew. Naked, and prowling, and half-hard. Who could have more than a single brain cell available under those circumstances?“Don’t answer the door like that!” I managed, and Drew stopped with his hand on the doorknob.“Why not?”“Because they’re helping us, remember? You don’t need to maul anyone. Or flash them.” I shook my head, trying to clear out some of the cobwebs, and pushed myself up to sitting. The

Chapter 22 I’m Not Any BetterI’d only managed a couple of sips of the foul hotel coffee—my sense of taste: definitely overrated—when the door clicked and Drew stepped in.“I brought you some better coffee and a muffin,” he said before I could even open my mouth. The cup and paper bag landed on the desk in front of me, and Drew dropped onto the foot of his bed. “And the background checks I ran and then forgot about while I was going nuts came back. I have information for you. Some of it’s good news, I think.”Good news. My head and belly churned in opposite directions.“Good news,” I repeated, my voice a scratchy whisper.Drew smiled, his eyes soft. “Yeah. Ash, I think I found your parents.”My parents.“My parents?” Shit, I couldn’t stop repeating everything he said, the words tumbling around and around my head without attaching to anything. Parents. Wouldn’t they have tried to find me? Help me? Did they believe the accusations against me?“Their names are Judith and Paul Stern, an

Chapter 24 Free and ClearThey talked.They started to protest and posture, but Drew extended his claws, flexed his hands, and told them to sit the fuck down.Both of them dropped down on the couch like someone had broken their kneecaps, Clayton’s nose still bloody and his neck blooming with bruises, and Brian, who’d muttered his name in response to Drew’s demand, looking like he might faint any second.Drew pulled up a chair—for me, as it turned out—and then stood next to me, facing the other two, and loomed.“I know Ash didn’t beat you up,” Drew said. “And I know he didn’t steal a car. What happened that night? Full story. Leave anything out, and you lose a finger.”“How would you know if we—”“Shut the fuck up, Clay!” Brian hissed. “That’s a fucking alpha, he’ll kill us both.”“He won’t kill you,” I put in, hoping that was true. “Right, Drew?”He glanced down at me. “Not unless they lie to us.”Well, okay then. I shrugged at the shivering duo across from me, making a face that tr