All Chapters of Alpha Team - The First To Fall: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Rose’s POV I’m woken up by the sound of a loud, unfamiliar laugh and the smell of garlic wafting up from downstairs. My tummy gurgles at the thought of food, and I force myself to wake up, even though I could probably sleep for at least two days. 'It's normal to feel like that after your first shift, and our mate was insatiable last night. It's no wonder your body needs the rest.' Willow purrs, remembering the details in a series of very graphic images. Jesus, everything hurts. The backs of my thighs, and the fronts. When I stretch my legs, my calves protest, and when I close them, my pussy has it’s own pulse. Throwing back the covers, I welcome the cool air on my warm skin. I look down and am shocked to see deep red and purple bruises all over my ribs, spreading out over my breasts. What the hell has he done to me? I felt the nips and sucks, but my body was so wrung out I obviously didn’t register exactly what he was doing.As if waking up to a literal map of everywhere his mouth

Rose’s POVThe heat of the water helps, and by the time I have finished the tea Braydon brewed for me, I’m feeling much better. Phoenix is acting more reasonably too, and isn’t hovering like I’m about to take my dying breath. It’s sweet really, if you can overlook the sudden onset neurosis. He and his wolf have watched me like a hawk for the last twenty minutes or so, leaving only to clean up the mess I made of the floor and bed. Watching him makes me feel both guilty and giddy. His concern for me, and the lack of disgust I had expected for some unknown reason, pulls at something in my chest. Surely, he is an anomaly. All men aren’t like this, are they?I brace my hands on the sides of the tub and get ready to leave the soothing effect of the water, and Phoenix jumps off the closed toilet lid, which he has also cleaned, and is beside me in seconds, reaching into the bath to lift me out.“I told you, I’m feeling much better now. You don’t need to lift me and carry me everywhere.” I tel

Rose’s POVI was relieved when Phoenix took control. I definitely dived in head first with no idea how to swim. My fingers ache from holding onto his legs so tightly, and I’ve almost tapped out twice as his cock fill my throat, making me gag and my eyes water. When he fills my throat and I can’t breathe for a few seconds, there is a sliver of panic that wraps around me, then his groan turns that panic into need. I need to hear him come apart and know I’m the one making him lose himself. The rumbling growl of his beast only feeds that need and I find myself pushing past the discomfort to hear it again. “Good girl... Fuuuuck... your mouth... and throat... are heaven.” His voice is thick and raspy as he grinds out praise between each thrust. He has my hair gripped in one hand, pulling at the roots as he holds me still and fucks my mouth. His other hand cups my face, his thumb wiping away tears as they roll down my cheek. Hearing those words, ‘good girl’, makes my pussy clench and my

Rose’s POV Human, witch, werewolf. That’s three races, assuming that’s what the poem, prophecy, is referring to.Demons. There is no such thing, surely the writer was referring to some kind of evil, not actual demons. Wolfmen, that one is obvious, but creatures of night? It makes no sense. None of this makes sense. I can’t be the woman this prophecy is talking about. I have spent my entire life in ignorance of magic and this whole other world. Who would fight over me?I know the answer. Phoenix told me in a roundabout way. The Agency. He seems to think they will come for him and the guys, and now me.Antonellia. He has already proven he would hurt me in order to get revenge on the men he hates.‘This mentions five races.’ Phoenix talks to his wolf so I can hear him too.‘That’s right.’ He answers, not elaborating.‘So what the fuck are they?’ he loses his grip on his restraint and roars inside my head. I have never heard him like this, and my frayed nerves snap. A whimper escapes me

Rose’s POV The guys are going to flip if what Willow and I suspect is true. I know we are right about him. As unreal as it seems, with all we have learned about werewolves and witches, it is not beyond the realms of possibility.Amarragh turns an impressive shade of deep beet red as he chokes on his own spit when Jackson asks about the other races, which only further reassures me that we are right about him. Braydon slaps the giant man’s back and shakes his head as he talks.“What the fuck is wrong with you, big man?” It takes a moment for Amarragh to regain his composure and he watches me out of the corner of his eye. Does he know I know?“Human... Werewolf... Witch...and if the poem is to be believed, demon. So that only leaves creatures of night, right, Amarragh?” I wait to see if I’m right or as crazy as I worry I might be. The way he has been watching me over dinner and since, makes me think he has something to say and is trying to assess the situation here, so I decided to help