Feral (Shadow Bred, #3)

by Grace McGinty

This was like the worst period pain ever—it felt like PMS cramps, if your eggs were ninja stars.

“What’s the decision?” I already knew, of course. I wasn’t an idiot. But you bet your ass I was going to make them spell it out for me in the most painful, awkward way possible.

“I want you to fuck me in your Manix form.”

She was so coated in Beckett’s cum, she was about to harden like a Christmas cookie.

She was going to have to decrust her own pubes when all this was over.

Beckett’s monster coc—

As selfish as it sounded, I had been the center of Cooper’s world since we were kids. That was when he’d decided I would be his Omega, and no amount of dissuading would convince him otherwise.

“Surprisingly, acts of physical violence between my Packmates doesn’t make me feel better.”

“Doc was the best of us,”

“One day, Kitten, we’ll both fuck you like this. My cock and Coop’s, sliding in and out of your delicious little sheath. We know you can take it. You took the Beast.”

I can tell you who the rest of your Pack members are just by scent, and I can tell how many weeks along your Omega is by the strength of the fetuses’ heart rates. Well, it isn’t really a heartbeat at this stage, more like a whoosh.

Darius was pregnant. Darius was pregnant.

So during the heat, my dick, I don’t know, pulls an Uno Reverse and sucks instead of spits?

“You think we can call one Lorso?”

“I want to stay. I want to have a family. I want to be loved.”

“Congrats, mate. You’re having triplets.”

You see, even the loss of one female would’ve rendered the Lycanthropes functionally extinct. So when they found out she was dead, they slaughtered every remaining Manix in the old congregation.

“Do you want a job? I’ll make you your own position. Forest and wildlife management.

“Everything okay? Sorry I took so long—I swear Corvin grows three extra arms when he’s drunk. He’s like a horny octopus.”

“No, I mean I’m rich. Lorso left me everything he had, the remainder of his Pack’s investments and money. I’ve got millions of dollars, last time I checked.”

“Soon I’m going to be huge like a fucking beluga whale and my abs will be gone and I won’t be able to see my toes.” I didn’t mean for it to come out in a pitiful whine, or for tears to leak from my eyes.

“She likes the stretch, don’t you, Kitten? You like feeling so full that you’re sure you’ll break in two. You like that burn as we fill your body to its capacity.”

Beckett sucked in a breath, but it wasn’t because the cubs were hurt. No, it was because there, on my chest, was a perfect, Kitten-size bite mark. I hadn’t even felt it, so that must mean it had happened while we were reaching climax. That meant… “Oh shit.”

As if I’d conjured him, he appeared in the doorway. He looked flushed, with his hair more mussed than usual. I breathed in deeply, and a familiar scent filled my nostrils, though I couldn’t quite place it. Definitely Manix though, and if I wasn’t wrong, horny Manix at that.

👀

“The old Alpha General is Kitten’s biological father?”

The past has no bearing over your future.”

It was undeniable that the good doctor was fucking one of the new Omegas,

Honestly, I know he’s your dad, but I think we should dig him up and piss on his corpse.”

“I love you, Darius. I loved you from the moment you turned up to our date, dressed like you’d walked out of a magazine, and your eyes locked with mine. I knew then that you were mine, and that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. Nothing will ever change that.”

I knew when my skills were needed on a different set of lips.

I wished her IUD the best of luck withstanding that.

Normalize women being the big spoon—that was my mantra.

“Besides, a little bit of a scent exchange is going to ensure we both get laid tonight,”

Noticed a couple of big trash bags beside the back door. Was getting ready to chew out the new bartender for being lazy, but they just seemed… wrong. When I opened them, I found Leandra. Pieces of her, anyway.”

I had no doubt in my mind that he was right. That my father had her killed.

But the more I stared, the more something looked… wrong.

Merrick slammed on the brakes and I climbed out, tipping my nose to the wind. Cold fear slithered through me. Oh no.

A storm??

“She’s fine, but we have a massive fucking problem. A wildfire’s started just outside the north-western border of the Packlands. Fuck, this wind is bad. Darius, I need you to start getting the Sanctum ready to evacuate. I’ll get your girl back to you as soon as possible. I have to go.”

Aaaaahhh, a fire

“Holy shit, Loren survived?” he gasped.

WHAT?!

Something told me that this was goodbye though.

“Follow the blue orb and it’ll take you to what it decides is the best house for you. Like the sorting hat in Harry Potter, but with real estate.”

You can’t inherit bigotry—that’s a choice,

The Wiley-Fletcher-Reid Pack would stay in Moonburst, Montana. Our cubs would be the first to be born outside of Maxton since Naja. It was both exciting and terrifying, all at the same time.

There was some serious drama when Merrick and Murphy turned up a week after the fires. It wasn’t that everyone had thought they were dead. No, it was because they turned up with Susannah and Quinn in tow. Without Wilkie or the rest of his Pack.

Did they kill Wilkie? 👀

no one had seen Wilkie since the fires.

“Let’s go, baby. Have I told you lately that you’re fucking amazing?” she crooned to him, and it was a testament to how much he loved her that he just purred. If I’d tried to say the same thing at that moment, he would have eaten me.

Bursting through the front door, I halted when I saw Tanner kissing— Fuck, it didn’t matter.

TEASE

Cooper released the clamps and stood up. “Thank the Goddess.” Then he passed the hell out with a thump. No one could catch him, and his head thudded against the floorboards.

Okay, so fucking them in Manix form was becoming a weird kink for me, but honestly, who knew their tongues doubled in length too? The possibilities were endless.