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CHASEBy the time we make it back to the packhouse, Vienna is still drifting in and out of consciousness. She’s lucid enough for me to get her into the shower, and I hold her under the spray and wash every drop of blood from her skin before toweling her off, bandaging her stomach, and tucking her into bed. I fall asleep holding her, afraid that if I let her go, she’ll disappear. The warmth of her skin against mine grounds me, reminding me that this isn’t all a dream- she’s safe. We made it. And I’m never letting her go again.I fall into a deep, dreamless sleep with my girl in my arms, and when I wake to the sound of voices downstairs more than twelve hours later, she’s still crashed out. I carefully climb out of bed and slip into a pair of navy sweatpants, padding out of the room and down the hall on bare feet. Early morning sunlight filters in through the windows in the rear of the packhouse as I descend the stairs, my gaze falling upon Gray and the other alphas standing in the kitc
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Vienna“Lookin’ good, Tink,” Chase croons, throwing me a wink as he walks into the bedroom.I spin away from the mirror as he approaches, pushing up on my tiptoes to meet him as he dips his head down to lay a kiss on my lips. Sparks crackle between us and heat pools between my thighs, but the dull hum of the crowd gathering downstairs deters me from taking things further and I reluctantly pull away, breathless as I stare up into the eyes of my dark prince.“You clean up pretty well yourself, Alpha,” I tease, taking a step back and giving him a once-over, grinning in approval. In honor of his Alpha induction tonight, Rob urged him to ditch his classic hoodie and jeans ensemble for a cleaner look; a black button-up shirt and a pair of slacks. The sleeves of his dress shirt are rolled up to the elbows and his hair is deliciously mussed, so even with the nice clothes he’s still rocking that James Dean devil-may-care look that makes me weak.I shiver under the intensity of his gaze as his
Alpha Chase 45
CHASE My entire pack is keyed up, itching to shift and waiting for me to lead the charge. Articles of clothing litter the back lawn of the packhouse as they’re stripped from bodies and flung away, the energy among the gathered crowd palpable. Tonight will be my first time leading the full moon run as our pack’s Alpha; ushering in a new era for us all now that I’ve finally stepped up to claim my place. Once my wolf came in, I was always second to run as the alpha’s son. Following my dad’s death, Rob was the one to lead the full moon run as the next highest-ranking member of our pack, and I remained second. Tonight, and every full moon after this while I’m Alpha, I’ll be the first to shift; the first to howl to invite the others to join, and the first to carve a path through the woods for the rest of the pack to follow. The only downside to being the first to shift tonight is that I’ll be long gone before Vienna gets the opportunity to do the same. Since she’s not technically part of
Alpha Chase 46
VIENNA ***************** Three Weeks Later ******************* “I’ll head back first,” I breathe, yanking my jeans up my hips and fastening the button. My legs are still a little shaky and there’s a delicious ache between them from being thoroughly fucked by my mate. In the woods. With our friends within shouting distance over at the bonfire pit. I doubt they heard us- Chase turned up the volume on the portable speaker before he followed me out here under the guise of taking a piss and held his hand over my mouth to muffle my scream when I came- but if we go strolling back there together, everyone will immediately guess what we’ve been getting up to out here and the relentless teasing will ensue. Not that I’m embarrassed about hooking up with Chase. I mean, he’s hot as fuck- who wouldn’t tap that? Of course, that’s a rhetorical question, because he’s all mine. My goddamn soulmate. I’m the luckiest bitch alive. Even so, his buddies love to give us shit about going at it like
Alpha Chase 47
CHASE **************Five Years Later **************** “Hey, take it easy!” I growl out as Fallon and Gray’s twins race past me, nearly knocking the tray of burgers out of my hands. “Sorry, Uncle Chase!” their daughter calls over her shoulder, though she doesn’t slow down in her pursuit of her brother as he weaves between the people gathered on the back lawn of the packhouse, darting around them in an effort to escape her. He almost succeeds, too, until Brock and Astrid’s daughter, Sloane, jumps between her parents to block his path, her curly hair bouncing and a mischievous grin stretching her lips. “You’re it!” Avery declares triumphantly, catching up to her twin brother before he can alter his course and tagging him on the shoulder. Maddox blows out a frustrated sigh and folds his arms over his chest, scowling at Sloane for trapping him and allowing his sister to get the upper hand. “Not fair, you girls cheated.” “Catch me if you can, Madd,” Sloane coos, turning on a heel and
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VIENNA*****************18 years after that*******************“Madd’s an asshole for making me go through summer training camp,” Seb grumbles from the back seat of the truck as we pull into the parking lot of the squad complex.I turn to peer back at my sulking boy, a deep scowl etched on his handsome face and his muscular forearms folded tightly across his chest. “Aw, c’mon. It’s only fair. I had to go through it once too, ya know.” I flash him a smile of encouragement, but it does nothing to lighten his mood. “Hey, at least you’re better prepared than I was…”“It’s still bullshit,” Seb snaps, fisting a hand in his hair and tugging the strands, a gesture that reminds me so much of his father. He’s the spitting image of Chase when he was that age- the same dark eyes, sharp jaw, and arrogant swagger.Chase heaves a sigh as he pulls the truck into a parking spot, his eyes flickering up to the rear-view mirror to gaze back at our son. “Enough with the attitude, Seb,” he warns, levelin
Alpha Chase 1
CHASE***Two Months Ago***I saw a ghost today.The ghost of someone who was supposed to be dead but was suddenly very much alive, standing across from me on the battlefield. Even after so many years, I’d recognize her anywhere. She was my mother, after all.I watched as her eyes flashed in recognition, the realization of who I was coming to her. Then those same eyes went cold, because even though she knew, she evidently didn’t care. We were on opposing sides of a war and in that moment, I wasn’t her son. I was merely another enemy to eliminate. She tried to kill me. My own mother.He gave his life to stop her. My father.Now they’re both dead and I’m left with nothing.No parents. No family. Just a gaping fucking wound in my chest where my heart used to be.I sat at the complex for hours afterwards, struggling to make sense of everything. I heard that we won the war by taking out the shadow pack’s leader, but I felt nothing. No sense of relief or joy. Just complete numbness.When
Alpha Chase 2
VIENNA“Who the fuck are you?”I scowl at his tone, folding my arms over my chest. “Vienna Vega, who the fuck are you?”“You know who I am,” he scoffs cockily. “You knocked on my fucking door.”Of course I know who he is, I’m not an idiot. But that doesn’t mean I’m going to give this arrogant bastard the satisfaction of acknowledging that.Chase Walker, the new Alpha of the Norbury pack. I’ve seen him before from a distance, but never up close like this. I’d be lying if I said he wasn’t nice to look at. He’s just as big as the other alphas, but not quite as bulky- though the sleeves of his hoodie are pushed up to the elbows and from the taut muscles of his forearms, it looks like he’s well on his way. He’s got a jawline sharp enough to cut stone and eyes so dark I could drown in their depths, framed by dark lashes beneath his furrowed brow. His chocolate brown hair is messy atop his head, peeking out from under the hood of his sweatshirt, though somehow his lack of grooming only adds
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