Alpha's Regret: His Wrongful Rejection

I sink my teeth into his neck, and his groan of pure pleasure echoes off the ceiling. He tastes like a copper penny. His blood sizzles on my tongue, and then it lights my every nerve on fire, and I’m burning now, hotter and brighter than ever before. “Mate,” I moan. He blinks at me…

“They don’t know shit but how to sniff ass.” My lips curve. Poor Last Pack. Always lowest rung on the shifter ladder. And yet here we are. In our bare skin, in a den. No different than them. “If you listen, and you watch, you pick stuff up.” Killian places my hands on his shoulders,…

I need to go away with him, be alone, piece this together. Remember everything. But we’re in the middle of a coup, and Killian is going to blaze in any second, rip the heads off half our fighting males, and roll them at my feet. I know this because the image is flashing through the…

Lochlan readjusts his grip on his knife. I freeze, willing Killian not to attack. I send every calming thought I have down the bond. He roars, but he stays where he is. “You’re done, Killian,” Lochlan says. Under the braggadocio, there’s a tremor running down his arms. And his weak leg. He’s been favoring the…

“Is that okay?” he asks. One by one, the girls nod. “Can Ivo and Tye take you back? Help you get it set up?” Killian is trying to speak gently, and it makes my insides warm. “Ivo, yes. Tye, no,” Mari answers. Killian raises an eyebrow, but Mari doesn’t elaborate. Kennedy stares at the ground….

This was clearly an elaborate plot, and it’s going to fail so quickly, if I blink, I’ll miss it-if I don’t get killed in the chaos when Killian attacks. The males in the woods are trying to hide their scents with pine needles and acorns, but Killian won’t be fooled. He won’t come in his…

Or only as safe as the other will keep us. Killian frowns, sitting taller, scanning the room. “Why are you scared?” I could lie. I could refuse to answer. I could turn my back on this thing between us. But although I’ve been weak before, I’ve never been a coward. “You could hurt me again.”…

I just need to calm down. My heart’s pounding, fur is prickling my back, itching like hell, and I’ve got too many teeth in my mouth. I pace up and down the path. I need a run. I need a fight. And then I scent a male on the wind. Close. A little more than…

Training. Fighting. Busting skulls so half-feral males would fall in line? Doing the bills? She could’ve been hurt. She could have been stolen. But she wasn’t. Haisley, Rowan, a whole bunch of other females are willing to do whatever with a high-ranking male. I don’t disallow it. It’s better that the females choose. Better than…

“How can you say that? In this pack?” And then she looks at my mother. My father’s mate. The bruise on her cheek has faded yellow, but there’s no doubt in my mind, she has fresh ones somewhere else, somewhere she can cover with her long skirts and sleeves. “I’ll never hurt Una. I’ll never…