All Chapters of The Alpha's Warlock: Chapter 21 - Chapter 24

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Showdown

Chapter 21 ShowdownWaiting was the absolute worst. Well, no. Being chained up and tortured was worse than waiting, and honestly, hiking was maybe even less fun than the torturing.But waiting sucked. Dor sat cross-legged a few feet from me, slowly running some kind of cloth over the edges of his sword, which wasn’t unsettling at all, and he seemed perfectly content to just hang out until the war started. This probably wasn’t his first rodeo. Hell, it probably wasn’t his thousandth rodeo.I kept opening my mouth, closing it again, and then biting my tongue to suppress all the words that wanted to tumble out.Since I didn’t have bitching and moaning to distract me, my mate bond was looming a lot larger in my consciousness. I could feel Ian, angry and worried and determined all at once, and after a while, I could feel all those emotions drawing closer, the bond contracting as he neared.“I think Ian’s on his way here,” I said finally, unable to bear the silence any longer. And anyway,

Aftermath

The Alpha's Warlock/Elliot Grayson

Chapter 22 Aftermath“Nate.” Ian’s voice was so scratchy I hardly recognized it, but it was hard to mistake his looming presence. He dropped onto his knees beside me — really dropped, like someone had cut his strings, and then flopped down to sit cross-legged. “Nate, look at me?”There’d already been people moving around me: some Armitage wolves dragging the shaman away at Dor’s low-voiced direction — hopefully to be bound with some better spells than I’d used on that water bottle. It’d done the job, but it wouldn’t keep him down forever.I’d heard Ian giving orders, hoarse but calm and commanding, sending a few of his pack to harry the remaining Kimballs out of the territory, telling others where to put the wounded Kimballs left behind, and generally managing everything like a fucking boss.Who knew he had it in him? Not Matthew, that was for sure. He always treated Ian like an idiot.And so had I. I buried my face a little deeper in my knees. Yeah, shame was a bitch. Push had so f

We’re Both Idiots

The Alpha's Warlock/Elliot Grayson

Chapter 23 We’re Both IdiotsI woke as Ian tried to sneak out of bed.And that was not happening. He was warm. I was sleepy. No way. I rolled over, doing my best impression of a needy, grabby octopus. Would it be easier to keep him in bed if I had eight limbs and those cool little suction things? Probably, but I managed anyway, wrapping my hands around one big bicep and flinging a leg over his.Ian stilled, halfway out of the bed and halfway underneath me.“I have to go deal with Matt,” he said, voice strained. “C’mon, Nate, let me up. I’ll make coffee.”“Warm,” I mumbled, and tugged on his arm. He wasn’t going anywhere. The gap he’d made in my cocoon of blankets was letting in freezing-cold air, and it needed to be fixed, stat. Everywhere my skin touched his, comfort and heat and coziness seeped into me. “Coffee later. Come back.”I pressed my face into the side of his chest with a happy mmmm — and Ian wrenched his arm out of my hands, jerked out from under me, and tumbled out of b

Being Mated Isn’t All Bad

The Alpha's Warlock/Elliot Grayson

Chapter 24 Being Mated Isn’t All Bad“A love spell? Are you fucking with me right now? What do you mean it’s fucking permanent?” Ian was shouting again. He’d been shouting pretty much since we got to the pack house, first at the council, then at Matthew, and now at Dor, who’d called half an hour before and said he had a few pieces of information for us.Like the fact that Matthew had been under a powerful, insidious love spell for the last few months.Cast by the shaman we currently had in custody in the pack house’s basement, where he was wrapped in a pile of magic-dampening chains courtesy of Dor’s secret stash. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to see Dor’s collection of objets, or was fucking terrified.Maybe a little bit aroused.My inappropriate reactions aside, Ian and Dor — thankfully minus Charlie, who was off dealing with his injured vamps, because Charlie was exactly what Ian’s blood pressure didn’t need — were facing off down the hall from Matthew’s bedroom. Matthew was also loc

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