All Chapters of The Alpha’s Omega Mate: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Once the truck was in place, I went to the shed to retrieve my gloves before heading back to unload the cargo. Saint watched me silently, as if he was waiting for me to thank him for interfering. He'd only created more work for every- one by murdering the one crazy son-of-a-bitch who would drive up the moun- tain to deliver the canned foods.Jumping onto the trailer, I grabbed a bale of wet herbs and tossed it onto the ground, immediately getting back to work. If I were lucky, I'd be so ex- hausted tonight and stink from sweat that Saint would seek rest elsewhere. Or maybe he already intended to do that? He'd claimed rights to me with his bite while leaving himself free of mine.That had stung, and it made my wolf furious that he'd rejected her mark. Not that either of us should care, but if I were honest, it did sting. He was the perfect male for me, picked by the wolf god, Fenrir, and Saint had rejected me. Lucas jumped onto the trailer, grabbing my shoulder when Larson stepped up,

Her breathing grew labored as if watching me turned her on. Her hand paused, realizing she'd done what I wanted, and her eyes burned with anger. I knew it was coming, bracing for it as her foot lifted and slammed into my chest, send- ing my body several feet away from hers. I steadied myself then smashed into her, pulling her legs apart to glide my cock against her needy pussy. A strangled cry ripped from her throat, and I could smell her need to fight and fuck, marking her as an alpha to her fucking core. "Come on, Brat. Show me what you got," I laughed, watching as she turned, bucking against my body. "That's it. Come on, Brae. Show me those pretty red eyes."I craved the battle, the need to slam her down and fuck that fight burning within her out. She knew it too, which was why she fought her wolf and me. A deep, ominous growl rolled from her lungs, and I matched it, knowing my men were outside the door, craving to join us. Every male within a fifty-mile radius would smell her body

"Why'd you raise my son, Braelyn?" I asked, somehow managing to hide the emotion those words caused. "What is he like?" I swallowed the urge to smile as her eyes sparkled in amusement."He won't talk to you, huh?" A shit-eating grin curved her full lips before she smoothed it out and shrugged. "Chaos is so smart, Saint. He's stubborn as hell and so prideful that he ends up in a ton of fights. He wins, of course, be- cause he is strong, even though he's smaller than the other boys his age. Chaos is wild and adventurous, and nothing scares him. If you asked me, I would say that he took after his father a lot more than his mother." I hung on to her every word, watching her smile beaming at my son and his stubbornness. "I raised Chaos because I couldn't find you. I looked, you know, but the first year you were just gone. It was like you and the boys had all vanished. I had assumed it would be easier to find a crew of wolves out causing mayhem, but you guys must have stayed hidden for a wh

Eryx stepped up, smirking at Carleigh with amusement sparkling in his eyes. "Carleigh, come to make Saint's mate jealous?" Eryx folded his heavily tattooed arms over his chest. "Or did you come to ride us both again? I did enjoy our last night together before we started back to this shithole we called home.""That depends," she purred, tracing a blood-red fingernail over my arm. "On?" Eryx asked, narrowing his stare on her finger.Carleigh laughed, her eyes growing hooded with memories of us double tearning her on our last night together. "If you can convince Saint to play with us, or not," she said in a husky tone. "You know I want him, but he's hung up on his silly little mate. Convince him, and I'll take you both on again.” Eryx snorted, shaking his head. "They're ready for us, Saint."I smirked, starting toward the alphas and Lucas. “Gentlemen, you're aware that we asked you here today to discuss pack matters," I started as Lucas held up his hand. "Why isn't Braelyn here? If this

"Or they kill you in their anger. As someone who has experience with cheat- ing pricks, might I suggest you not go that route? I'd hate to have to put your guts back into your stomach, and sew them up again, asshole. Once was enough for me." Xari rolled her pretty eyes and crossed her arms over her corset-covered chest.Xari was a little badass, fae halfling, with a skill set most immortals didn't have in their arsenal of tricks. But that's not surprising since she's Xavier's daughter. He's the man that started the hunter organization, and he had over- seen her training. Xari has been hunting since puberty, and her old man trained her to kill without hesitation. I'd met her with my entrails hanging out, and she hadn't balked as she shoved them back into my stomach, sewing them up, then complained that I was whining like a bitch the entire time."Have you asked Braelyn how much she knows about what her father was doing?" Xavier asked with a worried expression. "I hate to say it, but I