All Chapters of The Alpha's Warlock: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 2HookedLaurie stood under the same streetlight, in a black mesh t-shirt under a thin black jacket this time, but with the same painted-on jeans.I shouldn’t have known his name. I wouldn’t have, if I hadn’t stood here, leaning against the wall of the alley and scowling in his direction, for three nights running. It was also the third night period since I’d put him to bed in his shitty studio and vowed to forget all about him — so obviously the forgetting him thing had gone fucking super.On the first night I’d stalked him, one of his colleagues had sashayed by on his way to his own spot half a block down and greeted Laurie by name. Knowing his name had made it twice as hard to watch as he got into three different cars over the course of a couple of hours, coming back a little less bright every time.Laurie shifted, obviously trying to stay warm. The tip of his nose shone pink from the cold, the jacket a barely-helpful concession to the flakes of snow swirling down around him

Chapter 4Marked“As far as we know, he was here alone,” Esther said, leaning back on the couch and folding her legs under her. “And we don’t have any evidence his employer sent him back. The magic on his car was standard spells you could buy from anyone, basic wards against tracking and to repel rust. They didn’t have a magical signature Doran recognized.”I took a swig out of my coffee mug and brooded over that while Esther picked up her phone and sent a couple of texts. We were sitting in her living room, a small, cozy space in an equally small, cozy house. Lots of throw pillows. Landscapes with grazing cows on the walls. Matching light-wood furniture and several floor lamps. It was as different from Laurie’s miserable little room as it was from my own spacious, dim, barely-furnished house.Laurie. That threw me into a deeper brood. It’d been most of a full day since I left him. Twenty-two hours and seven minutes, if you were going to get all fucking technical about it. The sun had

Chapter 6CaughtIt took two hours for Laurie to start to stir. First he nuzzled my shoulder, which made me tense up as hard as granite, and then his fingers flexed against my chest. He wriggled his body. I tried to pull my hips back to hide the erection that hadn’t faded one tiny bit this whole time, but there was nowhere for me to go.Laurie tipped his head back on my arm and blinked up at me, his eyes still a little unfocused from sleep.They focused fast once he realized what he was looking at. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, and tried to extricate himself. He didn’t try very hard, though, and I didn’t help. I tightened the arm I had around his waist until he went still. “I didn’t…I was comfortable.”“Me too.” Not at all. It was one of the most uncomfortable experiences of my life, crammed onto a narrow bed with a raging hard-on for hours, staying completely still so he didn’t wake up and end the torment. “I guess we both needed a nap.”My voice sounded too low and harsh, no matter how

Chapter 8HuntedLuck came in the form of a tall, ninja-esque figure with a massive sword strapped to his back.Doran flagged me down from the sidewalk as I ran a red light on the edge of town. I pulled over with a screech of tires, halfway up onto the curb, and leapt out of the car.I left the engine running, left the door open, left the keys. It didn’t matter, not when Doran was already sketching one of his void-space doorways in the air right there on the sidewalk.“Thank you,” I said, and I’d never meant anything more in my life.Doran nodded. “All the humans are out of the way of the trolls,” he replied, moving his hand to widen the gap enough for me to step through. “They could spare me for five minutes. You’re on your own from here, though. I can’t take the time to come with you. Fenwick insisted on leading the charge himself, and who knows what he’ll do without me there to talk some sense into him.”He stepped aside and waved me through like a genial butler in one of the great

Chapter 10JoinedI bit, and his blood flooded my mouth, hot and rich and as necessary as breathing. I drank and drank, instinct taking over as my body insisted on replenishing its strength. The lingering damage to my internal organs healed immediately. And then it was pure bliss, life flowing into me and making me invincible.My cock strained hard and insistently against a soft, pliant body, and I distantly felt movement under me and fingers clawing into my shoulder.I needed more, and my hands moved, finding fabric where there should’ve been smooth skin. The barrier had to go. I tugged and tore, and there were sounds, moans and cries and whimpers. I drank, and my hands found yielding flesh at last.My name. I could hear my name. That voice tugged something in my chest.Laurie.I snapped out of it like crashing down from a third-floor fire escape and pulled my teeth out of him, licking off the last of the blood and pushing up on my elbows.Laurie. His chest rose and fell frantically