Vanessa I stare at the woman in the mirror, not recognizing her.The last few days have been a mind-blowing experience, and not just in bed, but outside of it, too. Jordan and Kev have seen to my every needfeeding me, bathing me, talking to me about life, and pleasuring me with their mouths.They’ve not pushed me to take their knots again.Just allowed me to explore and familiarize myself with them while teaching me about their pack and how they thrive on this island.The Elders have no idea what they’re really up to here or how many of the wolves on this island are not actually regulated rejectees. They’re heretraining and thriving and using the land as their own. I’m stunned by the information, but even more shocked that they provided it to me without a single hesitation. Like they already trust medespite barely knowing me. Perhaps because they’ve been inside me.Or because our wolves seem to harbor this age-old connection that surpasses the meaning of time.Regardless of the re
Vanessa he Carnage Wolves are nothing like the savage beasts depicted by AlphaBryson.They’re intimidating, yes.But there’s an intelligence to them that I admire. They’re also polite andrespectful. Even the Alphas treat me kindly, gazing upon me with aninterest very unlike the wolves back in Blood moon Pack.These Alphas are curious about me, the person. Not me, the woman.Well, there may be some of that intrigue, but several have remarked howthey’re looking forward to me mating Jake ’s clan.It’s formal, yet laid back.And I feel safe with Jordan and Kev on either side of me with Jake atmy back. There’s been a few times he’s possessively placed his hand on myhip or kissed my neck.Which just makes my wolf preen.Because Jake is very clearly the Pack Alpha on this island. Hisdominance is a blistering heat against my senses that makes me want tokneel at his feet. But he keeps me upright with his soft touches and subtlecommentary.“Alpha Duncan is the security master I told y
Kev want Alpha Dirk and Alpha Kin monitored,” Jake says softly fromthe foot of the bed.This has become our nightly routine—Jordan and I wear out our littlewolf, then Jake joins us for a chat after she falls asleep.I know what he’s doing.He’s avoiding fucking Vanessa because he doesn’t trust himself not toclaim her.His wolf is riding him hard, something that was absolutely evidentduring tonight’s welcome party. He couldn’t keep his hands off Vanessa , hispossessive instincts flaring to life in every conceivable way.It was entertaining to observe.Jordan exuded a similar need to stake his claim, one driven by the fact hehasn’t knotted her yet. Although, he’s not holding back out of fear ofclaiming her—we both know to wait for Jake . No, Jordan is justprolonging his gratification, as per usual. He’s waiting until he can’t denyhimself for a moment longer. Then Vanessa will be in for the ride of her life.And I fully intend to watch.Maybe I’ll even participate.Help drive J
Vanessa My wolf is agitated.I can feel her stirring beneath my skin, her fur rubbing against mynerves and demanding an outlet.I just can’t figure out if the outlet she craves is a shift or a goodknotting. Maybe both.I’ve dreamt about Jordan , Kev , and Jake every night since going intoheat. Each dream is progressively sexier, driving me mad with need.A need that Jordan and Kev have both seen to several mornings thisweek.Just without their knots.Which seems to only make my dreams that much more sensual.I want them inside me, and not just in my mouth.My wolf hums in agreement before irritating my skin once more.“You’re in need of a shift,” Kev says as he enters the room with a towelwrapped around his hips. We just finished playing in the shower.Without the knot, I think irritably.None of them have properly fucked me since my estrus and that wasseveral days ago. No, wait, a week ago.My sense of time here is slipping.It’s been a while. That’s what matters. And I want m
Jake Something is bothering Vanessa . It started shortly after her shift, or perhaps was deepened by her shift, and led to her telling me she was fine when that clearly wasn’t the case.I don’t appreciate lies.I appreciate truths.Details are not required. I won’t push her to talk to me. But I do need her to tell me when something is wrong, even if she doesn’t elaborate.Honesty is imperative in a clan.As Alphas, we’ll push her boundaries and reach limits that she may not be comfortable exploring, and if she doesn’t voice her concerns, we may not know we’ve gone too far until it’s too late.And that’s unacceptable.Tonight’s offense is obviously mild, and her punishment won’t be harsh. However, I intend to use her little lie as a teaching moment.Because we can’t afford larger lies in the future.“Are you all right to helm the yacht on your own?” I ask Beta Lock and Alpha Mackin. They are two of the wolves we typically take with us whensailing into the mainland.Beta Lock is an ex
Vanessa olt gave me a shirt.Then he fisted my hair and tilted my head back to examine myneck, his gaze intent as he bent to kiss the mark he left on my throat.My skin still tingles now with the memory of the pleasure chasing awaythe pain.A logical part of me is aware that I should be pissed at him for pulling aknife on me, but my wolf is too intrigued to allow that logical part to gainpurpose.Not once did I feel threatened beneath him. The tension in his body toldme he was very much in control.And the hardness pressed up against my core told me he was also veryaroused by the position.The whole display of power somehow kept me grounded. It made mefeel safe despite the lethal blade against my skin.He didn’t use silver on me, just steel.Maybe I would have felt more fear had it been the latter.Regardless, I’m fascinated by the way my body responded to his. Therewas no fear, only mild interest.And a hell of a lot of anger over the punishment they gave me for“lying.”How
JakeHe meet Kev’s gaze.There’s only one way this is going to work and the subtle nod he gives me says he understands that.I don’t trust my wolf not to claim her, which means I can’t fully knot her. But Kev can. If he bites her, the bond won’t snap into place. It needsmy blessing as the clan leader.And as much as I want to claim Vanessa , I can’t.Not yet. We’ve only just begun discussing this situation, and her willingness to share me says we’re not ready. Because she doesn’t yet understand what it means to be our Omega. My anger isn’t directed at her, it’s meant for herpack and the sorry excuse of an Alpha who raises the blood moon females to accept such disrespectful practices. A harem is fine.But not when you have a mate.A mate is meant to be cherished and worshiped, not degraded to a life of constant servitude. To take other women while in her presence is just sofucking wrong. To force the women to just accept it is even worse. I’ve known about Alpha Bryson’s penchants fo
JakeKev growls in response, making her shudder so violently, she almost collapses against him.I chuckle. “You have so much to learn, little one,” I whisper, kneeling on the bed behind her and bending to kiss her shoulder. “Alphas havemating calls. It’s one of the reasons I know we’ll never desire another you’ll always respond to our call. Just as you’re doing now.”“She’s weeping all over my cock,” Kev says, clear contentment in his voice. “Her body is more than ready.”“It is,” I agree. “Take him inside you, little one. No teasing this time or he’ll growl again.”She visibly shudders, her hesitation suggesting she’s debating if she wants to test my statement. An Alpha’s growl is an aphrodisiac to an Omega’s senses, making it something she’ll crave almost as much as our purr.But never as much as our knots.Which she seems to realize because she grabs him again, this time angling him upward and slowly sliding herself down.Kev’s patient and doesn’t push her, aware that while her bo