Alpha Wolf (Darkmore Penitentiary, #2)

by Caroline Peckham

But we were running out of time before the count was finished and someone realised she was missing. So we had to be fast. And as a Vampire, that was my middle fucking name.

Vibrator dick

“Mason,” she half whimpered as I kept stroking her, wanting to feel her pussy grip me again and she writhed like she could hardly take it, her skin over-sensitised as my rough fingers worked her up toward another explosion. “Come for me, Twelve,” I used her inmate name, making her snarl angrily and I smirked like an asshole as I enjoyed having her like this. She couldn’t escape, all she could do was come on my cock and scream like a good girl when she really wanted to be a bad one.

grrrrrrrrr

That I’d killed ten inmates. And what was going to happen after this was over. But fuck she felt too good.

yeah.....

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 could end up in a cell in Darkmore for what I'd done here today. And I found I didn't care about that nearly as much as I should have.

god i cant even think about that

"You don't have to worry about anything," I promised and I felt the mark of the curse thrumming happily and that shit actually started to glow, drawing her attention as it claimed me deeper. As she claimed me deeper. Her fingers grazed over the silver vines reaching across my shoulder, but we didn't have time to discuss it. My mind was finally sharpening, coming down from the high of murdering ten Fae then losing myself to the most beautifully captivating girl I'd ever known. And there was one truth that rang clearer in my mind than anything else. I am so fucked.

MATE?!

Her lips were parted and fear flashed in her eyes. Fuck, did she think I'd actually abandoned her? I shot toward her, resting my forehead to hers for half a second that I didn’t have to waste. But for the sake of wiping that suspicion from her eyes, I would. "I got you," I swore and she frowned at me in confusion before I sped away again, wetting the weights in blood and ramming one end of the bar into Two Hundred's back. Some of the stronger inmates could have caused this kind of massacre with weapons. It wouldn’t seem too suspicious.

omg i love him

“The Oscuras will take credit for this,” she said, glancing back over at the dead bodies. “Gustard has been coming at me publicly so it won’t be a surprise that the gangs came to blows. There’s over a hundred Wolves in my pack, so all I have to do is whisper in a few ears about the way we crushed these fuckers and they’ll all just assume it was other members of the pack who actually struck the blow while they take credit for it as a group. They won’t even realise the boast is a lie. Gustard will believe it too. So long as you swear not a single one of my Wolves will be punished for it.”

plans!

“They won’t be punished,” I swore. “If any evidence happened to show up, I can easily get rid of it.” “Looks like I’ve got you too then, Mason,” she purred and my throat thickened at that statement.

he went so soft

I caught the back of her neck and crushed her lips to mine, taking one final taste of her so that if my life went down the drain then at least I had good reminders of why I'd done it. She moaned against my mouth and that sound was a carnal sin that had blood pounding to my dick again. I'd fucked my queen in a sea of blood and I wanted nothing more than to keep worshipping her, slower next time, making her beg for more of me. 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.

god i love them!

A laugh fell from my lungs and I couldn't remember the last time I'd laughed like that as I just fell the fuck apart and pressed my head to the door.

this made me so happy. he literally massacred like 10 people BUT hes happy with his rosa! also...i almost highlighted all of chapter 23.

And as crazy as it was, even if Pike did find out the truth, even if she ruined my life over Rosalie Oscura, at least there was no other Fae in Solaria I'd rather be ruined for.

LOUDER FOR THOSE IN THE BACK! You listening Roar?

With that sick fuck Christopher dead and my pack sending whispers all over the prison about the way the Oscuras had dealt with the Watchers in a gang skirmish, the suspicion had been turned away from the boss man and I was back to not owing him a damn thing. Which was the only reason why I'd helped him of course. He might have said that he’d deal with it for me, but I knew the only thing that could really explain the mess he’d made of those corpses was a gang war, which meant the winners needed to be bragging.

I wouldn't have pegged him for the type to get all sentimental after sex, but there he was, watching me like I might just belong to him. Unlikely, stronzo.

ok well thats because you are kind of an asshole Rosa

"No problem, Twelve," he grunted. "Shit, I love it when you call me by my number. It gets me so hot to know that I'm nothing to you and you could just switch me out for another at any time,"

I would smack her

he ground out, eyes darting left and right like he thought someone might see us and damn, I just realised I'd become someone else's dirty little secret. What the fuck was that about?

BECAUSE YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF! If you ACTUALLY treated any of them like they mattered they might act better.

I laughed darkly, tossing my hair. "Please tell me you aren't worried about me, boss man?" I taunted. "Do you think I can't handle myself in here without you? Or is this more about you being concerned that you won't be able to find time to bury your cock in me again any time soon? Because you really shouldn't be making presumptions about me or what I want from you."

Shes pissing me off

"Kiss me, Roar," I commanded, my heart leaping even though it was just for a cover, but the idea of Roary Night's mouth on mine was always going to exhilarate me. He didn't question me, understanding that something was wrong as he stepped up to me, cupping my cheek in his hand and tipping my jaw up towards his.

Roary's lips still hadn't found mine and now that there was no need for them to, he stopped drawing closer to me. Fuck, why did it have to hurt so much when he did that? I would honestly rather take that shank to the gut again a hundred times than have to feel this fissure being torn wide inside my heart.

My lips parted and I frowned up at him because I didn't understand that. He didn't want me. He didn't want to have me in all the ways that counted. So why the hell would he want to be alone with me for the rest of our lives?

again as i was saying!

I relaxed back against the wall as I realised who'd come to poop on our party and turned my gaze to Cain as he glowered between me and Roary, taking in every place where we were touching each other as well as Roary's bare chest. I couldn't help but smirk at Cain as he looked like he was fighting the urge to blow his top and Roary growled beneath his breath at the interruption.

"Do you now?" I asked curiously, though that didn't surprise me in the least. "Well last night, she didn't stick to her routine because she was with me," Roary said in a bored tone, covering my ass as easy as breathing. "You expect me to believe that?" Gustard scoffed. "I was there too," Sin put in as he hopped down from a shelf above us and made everyone jump. "We were down by the Belorian's cage having a good old fashioned spit roast. You gonna call me a liar too?"

LMAO -- give me the Roary and Sin threesome RIGHT now

"True story," Sin said casually, folding his arms as he leaned back against a bookshelf. “I was telling Roary how our girl can deep throat like no one I've ever met and he couldn't believe that she could seriously take my monster cock all the way down to the base.” "He’s right," I agreed with a smug little smirk as I mentally high fived myself. "I'm a Moon Wolf, so..." "What does being a Moon Wolf have to do with it?" Roary asked in confusion, getting diverted from the point of this story. "Oh come on, haven't you ever been out on the lunar eclipse fucking 'til dawn?"

"Tell me that was just bullshit for Gustard's benefit," he said in a low voice, looking into my eyes like he was really hoping it was. "What part?" I asked. "The part about you and Sin." "And my lack of gag reflex? No, Stronzo, I wouldn't lie about that. There are some things that are too sacred to bullshit about. Why do you care anyway?" "I thought you were mated to Ethan?" he growled, his grip on my wrist tightening and I sighed. "So? He doesn't own me. He doesn't even want me. Why should that mean I'm faithful to him? Besides, Wolves are polyamorous so it's not that hard to understand." "Wolves are polyamorous until they find their true mate," Roary protested. "Yeah, well, I'm a Moon Wolf which means the same rules don't apply to me. So maybe I plan on making a pack of mates. Lions do the same thing, so why would that be so shocking to you?" "It's not," he said slowly,

Neither of you can do this bullshit

"I've been dreaming of you," I murmured as we turned a corner and Ethan growled in a possessive, self-satisfied way as he threaded his fingers through mine and squeezed my hand tight. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, his mouth moving to lay kisses along my throat and sending shivers through my skin. "The kind where you stand up and tell the whole world you're mine," I replied breathily.

Burn

"Let me follow you when you run, Rosalie," Ethan murmured, making my heart thrum like the wings of a hummingbird. "Let's get out of here and figure out how to make this work. I can't keep being without you. It's tearing my heart to ribbons." "You'd follow me back to my family?" I questioned, wishing I could see him to gauge something from his expression. Ethan hesitated for a long moment and I knew he didn’t want that. "I think I'd follow you to the moon itself at this point," he sighed.

Both of our eyes watched her round ass disappear into the tunnel and I cursed myself internally for never being able to stop staring.

bc you are both sluts

Not that I wanted her attention stolen by another man or anything. But she'd said herself she wasn't like other Alpha Wolves. She didn't want one mate. Great, so she can mate with a bunch of other Fae and you can be her supportive 'friend' whose balls turn so blue they fall off.

and who did this to themselves, Roar?

"I didn't do anything," he admitted, surprising me. "I covered for someone I love." My brows arched at that and though my instinct was to call bullshit, I could see the truth in his eyes and there was no reason why he’d lie. I turned back to face the wall as I painted it. "I'm here because of someone I love too," I told him and when the word love slipped out, I hated the way my heart pounded wildly. Because

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.

"What is it, Ro- Twelve?" he corrected himself last minute and I cocked an eyebrow at that. He shot me a glare that said he'd rip my tongue out if I mentioned it though.

Ope

"The poor beastie will be looking forward to getting another free run," Sin interrupted, winking at me and I paused, narrowing my eyes on him. "To be clear, we absolutely don't want the Belorian to be set loose for as long as possible." "Heard you loud and clear, wild girl," Sin said, tossing me another wink and I growled, pushing to my feet and stalking towards him as everyone else watched with varying levels of confusion. "Sin Wilder," I said in a low, warning voice, moving up close to him and pressing a finger to his chest. "Repeat after me: we do not want the Belorian set free." "We do not want the Belorian set free," he purred, grabbing my wrist and lifting my finger to his mouth before nipping it playfully. "Got it." He winked again and I bristled. "If you set that monster loose while we are trying to escape, I will personally beat the shit out of you and make you pay me triple the price Jerome is paying to orchestrate this whole thing. And believe me, that's a lot of auras." "Wouldn't want that," he replied with a chuckle and I narrowed my eyes, waiting to make sure he didn't wink again. Goddamn crazy Incubus.

This man....

Instead of winking, Sin lunged at me, gripping my face between his hands and kissing me hard in front of the entire group. Ethan let out a furious growl and I jerked back a second before he collided with Sin and the two of them went crashing to the floor.

"Do you have an issue you want to share with the group, stronzo?" I demanded loudly, glaring down at him as he bared his teeth, looking half tempted to lunge at me next.

"Forget it," Ethan grunted, moving to sit up and pushing me back. I stood, locking my jaw and taking half a second to let the pain of those words twist through me, my eyes prickling for the briefest of seconds before I slapped a cherry pie grin on my face and turned my back on the stronzo. "Anybody else need to get anything off of their chests?" I demanded just as I caught Roary's gaze. His golden eyes were full of fury and he stepped towards Ethan, swinging at him so fast that I barely even saw the blow coming.

"We'll be on our own?" Esme asked nervously. "It's safer that way," I said in a soft voice. "But if you head to Alestria and find the Oscuras I'm sure we will find our way back to each other one day. But initially I'm going to leave with my cousin, Sin and Roary." My gaze flicked to Ethan's and his brow pinched into a frown, but unsurprisingly, he didn't speak up in protest.

"Are you fucking the Incubus?" he growled as I pulled him along and I snorted derisively before turning back to him. "Do you still have that fake mate of yours sleeping in your cell?" I tossed back.

awkward

"Okay. Then do you want to come with me when I go back to my family?" Ethan flinched like that idea physically hurt him. "To the heart of the Oscura Clan? Shall I just spit on my family's graves while I'm at it?" "Perhaps. Were they particularly nasty bastardos? If you have reason to hate them then spit away." "You know that's not what I meant." "Enlighten me then," I suggested.

"You would tell him that? Just like that?" he asked in disbelief. I scoffed at the way he was looking at me like he actually doubted the sway I had in my Clan. "You've been out of the loop a long time, pretty boy. There isn't just one Alpha running the Oscura Clan anymore - there's two. Dante doesn't question me. He loves me. So that's my offer. Come with me when we run and tell the world I met my match in you. Or don't, and I’ll make whatever bargain with the moon that I have to to cut the cord that binds us. Because an equal of mine is afraid of nothing and no one so if you want me, it's time for you to stand up and claim me."

"How do you feel about riding a Dragon?" I asked, wiggling my brows at her. "I once met a girl who dug Lionel Acrux in his Dragon form." "Shit, seriously?" Her lips parted.

i'd flip my shit. give me darius acrux's dragon instead.

"That was amazing," Rosalie said brightly, moving to sit on the rocky ledge which looked out over the frothing pool below. I sat beside her, taking her hand in my grip and bringing it to my mouth. I sucked each of her fingers then threaded mine between them and rested our hands on my knee. She laughed lightly, looking to me. "Why'd you do that?" "Because you taste like Christmas. And Halloween. And Easter. And New Year. All the holidays actually. But mostly Christmas. That's my favourite. Though...I've never really celebrated it. I mean, I have, but not in the traditional way. I was paid to break into a house on Christmas day once and kill the guy who lived there. The whole place was decked out like Santa's grotto and after I murdered the guy in his bed, I opened all his family's presents and imagined what it would be like to be a kid waking up on Christmas morning. It was a great day."

"Yeah, I mean Jerome picked them for me, but I know cruel beasts when I see them. I can recognise my own kind, kitten," I purred and she bit her lip, leaning closer to me. Oh my little pudding likes that, does she?

"No, sugar, you're better than my kind. Better than most kinds. You're the best type of kind there is actually."

fjdsa im all giddy

"I like your brand of crazy. Do you like mine?" "Yeah," I rasped, already rock hard for her, my dick as straight as an arrow sticking out of a dead man's eye. "Do you wanna make a crazy pie with me? The recipe includes two hot Fae, a waterfall and my finger in your ass." "Sin," she snorted.

"Sometimes I wanna shift into a beetle and crawl in your ear all the way to your brain to find out what's going on in there," I murmured. She blew out a breath of amusement. "You could just ask, you know." I considered that, nodding my head. "Okay, I'm asking."

hes so weird but i get him

I got to my feet, stepping back a few feet as I figured now was a good time to do what I'd been planning. I'd practised this the last time I was in the Order Yard, drawing on the desires I’d already tasted on her to try and piece together the perfect Fae for her. I let my Harpy form fall away then let my hair grow long and thick down to my shoulders in a wavy mane. Next, I worked on my face, shifting my nose to match the sharp line of Ethan's and the golden eyes of the Lion, then I shifted my mouth into the flat an angry line of Cain's.

Oh

"It's the tits, isn't it?" I huffed, cupping them in my hands and jiggling them up and down. "They're too much. Dammit, turn around again and give me another shot." "Sin," she gasped, shaking her head. Then she started doing the unthinkable. She laughed, falling apart, clutching her stomach as fucking tears ran down her cheeks. It took a lot to get me angry, but when I snapped, I snapped fucking hard. I shifted back into myself, running forward and snatching her throat, shoving her out over the waterfall and baring my teeth in her face as she yelped in surprise. She clung to my arms as I choked her with both hands, fury racing through every inch of me. I despised being laughed at. I wasn't some fucking clown. I was a killer who struck fear in the hearts of every Fae who'd heard my name. Who'd known what I'd done.

oh no

And now my pride was wounded and I didn't want her looking at this imperfect version of me any longer.

omg baby

"Don't you run away from me, Sin Wilder," she snapped, swimming toward me. I went to turn away, but she got there first, winding her legs around me and cupping my cheeks in both her palms. "You fucking idiota," she snarled and I found myself wrapping my arms around her, unable to resist the temptation of her as I treaded water to keep us afloat.

"I'm sorry, Rosalie," I said over the sound of the crashing waterfall that was sending frothy waves up around us. "Sorry you choked me or sorry I liked it?" She arched a brow and a smirk pulled at my mouth. "The first one," I said, grinning now, unable to help it when she looked at me like that. But then I remembered her laughing at me and my anger returned like a hot knife carving through my chest. "Tell me what you lust for, wild girl. Let me be your greatest desire. It's all I want. It's my nature. I need to be that for you."

stupid stupid man

"I've told you before, there isn't one ideal version of what I want. But there are a few, Sin. And you're one of them. Just as you are, no wings, no scales, no jumbo Dragon dick, no fucking tits."