Alpha Wolf (Darkmore Penitentiary, #2)

by Caroline Peckham

And so long as I was Rosalie's beast, I didn't want to hide it. I'd gladly spill the blood of her enemies again and again until there was no creature left on earth who'd dare touch her.

She was intoxicating.

I took in the damp hair plastered to her cheeks, her panting mouth and heaving chest and I was lost. Ready to give up everything, lose my job, my home, fucking all of it to have this girl. I’d wanted her from the first moment I’d seen her and that want had grown to a need. A need that defied all rules, transcended every good reason I had to place her down now and walk away.

and making me forget everything but her.

And fall for her at the same time. Because I was a goner. Fucking ruined by this girl. She'd tortured me, cursed me and now she'd claimed me too. And I didn't give a fuck anymore about trying to stop wanting her. I'd possibly just thrown away everything I'd ever owned for this girl.

I'd never wanted to kneel for any Fae. But she held more power over me than the stars themselves. And I wanted to surrender everything I was to her in that moment.

"I think I'd follow you to the moon itself at this point,"

Because I'd meant it as family, but I'd felt it as something far different to that. If I thought of Rosa as family, then apparently that meant I wanted to fuck my little brother and my parents too. But of course, I was just lying to myself as always. Rosa was family, but not like my blood were. She was the sort of family I wanted to make moan my name as I kissed every inch of her flesh. The type who I wanted to lose myself in every night, make a life with, a fucking home with. I never, ever wanted to lose her now I had her back. But she was also the type of family I could never touch because I was just some washed up Lion who used to be someone and now was no one, and I had absolutely zero to offer her. So yeah, whatever type of twisted family that was, she was it.

She was more valuable than anything I'd ever taken. And she always would be.

"I want you," he growled instantly, no sign of any hesitation in his tone.

"Nah, kitten. It's time for another date," I said, showing too much teeth as I smiled so I probably looked like I wanted to eat her for lunch. And hey, that wasn't a bad idea.

"Do you wanna make a crazy pie with me? The recipe includes two hot Fae, a waterfall and my finger in your ass."

She was my own version of perfection and I wanted her like I'd never wanted anyone or anything. I just wished I could give her everything she deserved. I wished she’d let me read what she needed from me, because without my gifts, I was nothing.

She gazed into my eyes and I saw a truth there I had never expected to see from any Fae. She wanted me. As I was. Just the way I was. She was Mr Darcying me right now and I was Bridget Jones in my granny panties, bared for her to see and she liked it. She fucking liked it.

“You taste like strawberry laces, Coca Cola and fucking ecstasy on my tongue.”

She was a blueberry muffin dipped in hot sauce. My favourite Fae in Solaria. My perfect desire. And she liked me for who I was.

"I don't think I could ever get bored of you, Rosalie."

AAAAAAA

knew it," I hissed, pointing at him in accusation. "You like it when people do shit for you. Even though you claim not to want to use your Charisma to earn yourself a bunch of slaves to hand feed you, you like it when I do it!" "Maybe that's just because it's you, Rosa," he said in a playful tone as he leaned towards me and parted his lips for more.

"They don't look that bad on you," he tsked and my blush deepened. "Well...you haven't seen me in something red and transparent, so you have nothing to compare it to," I said and he growled again, the noise making everything south of the border clench deliciously. Shit, I was hopeless for this man.

"Oh, wild girl, I think I've found my match in you,”

"I'll come with you, love,” he said in a rough voice. “I'll dive right into the depths of the Oscura Clan and trust you to make sure I don't fall flat on my face when we get there. It doesn't even matter if I do though. I've tried to go without you, I've tried to deny my own heart, but I can't anymore. I don't want to. The only thing I want is you, love. So if you want me too then why don't we just run off into the fucking sunset and try to forget this place ever existed?" "I like the sound of that," I agreed, leaning up to kiss him one last time. "So I guess we'd better make sure we don't fuck this up then."

But more than that, I'd risk any price for freedom with my mate. I planned on claiming Rosalie fully once we got beyond these walls. Fuck everything else. I could announce her as mine to the world beyond Darkmore. And then I'd face whatever came after that, take it in my stride for her.

"I love you, Rosa. I love you in all the ways I thought I shouldn't and I'm sick of being afraid of that. I'm sick of wanting you and not having you. Of needing you and not owning you. I meant it when I said I wanted to run away to a desert island with you. But I'd stay in Darkmore for the rest of my life if this was the only place where you were too."

gasped as I stared at the two naked, bloodstained men before me and realised I owed them my life. But I wanted to give them that and so much more. I wanted to make them both mine in whatever ways I could. And I was pretty sure that this had been the first step into sealing that fate for us.