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35: Wants and needs
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An Alpha for the Alpha 36: Left almost alone
*Jonas* It is my fiercest desire to avoid Typhon for the next fifteen years, but as luck will have it, I quite literally bump into him the following morning. Unfortunately for the sake of my dignity, this ‘bump’ involves me spilling about a half-dozen rather thick books onto the floor, several of which hit Typhon's legs and feet on the way down. He howls in pain, and I want nothing more than to howl in embarrassment, but instead I just mumble my apologies and drop to the carpet so that I can gather my books. At least that way he won’t see the bright blush that is staining my cheeks. ‘We can’t avoid him forever,’ Cana points out. ‘I can try,’ I mumble in return. “I thought you were limiting your redecorating endeavors to the library.” He says. “What the devil are you doing with those books out here in the hall ?” I look straight up into his clear hazel eyes. Drat. If I had to see him this morning, why did I have to be on my hands and knees ? “I'm not redecorating.” I say in my ha
An Alpha for the Alpha 39: Hiding
*Jonas* “Fine ! Do you want to know why I am upset? Fine. I'll tell you.” I swallow, summoning courage I do not feel. “Did you happen to notice that you compared me to the plague?” Cana huffs, ‘That wasn’t nice.’ “Oh, for the love of…” He bites his lip, presumably to keep himself from cursing in my presence, or maybe from laughing. Not, I think caustically, that that has ever stopped him before. “You must know.” He says. “That I did not mean that literally”. "It still hurts my feelings." I mumble. He stares at me intently. “I will allow that that wasn't the nicest comment I have ever made, and I do apologize for it, but I know you well enough to know that that alone wouldn't make you cry.” “I wasn't crying.” I say, quite automatically. “Almost cry then.” He corrects. “And I would like you to tell me the full story.” “Oh very well. My father used to call me pestilence and plague all the time. It was his very favorite insult.” “You mentioned that. And I will take that as yet
An Alpha for the Alpha 40: Why the difference ?
*Jonas* An hour later I am feeling quite refreshed … at least in the physical sense. The crisp forest air holds remarkable restorative properties for the lungs. Unfortunately, it isn't quite as effective with the heart and the head. Do I love Typhon Bloodclaw? I certainly hope so. I would like to think that I wouldn't have behaved in such a wanton manner with a man for whom I didn't feel a deep and abiding affection. I almost laugh out loud, considering how many women I have slept with before not even caring if I know their name. Why is this so different to me? I still can’t believe I had done that … not to mention what would have happened if Hunter hadn’t shown up. I smile wryly. What I ought to be considering is whether Typhon cares for me. I believe he does, at least a little bit. His concern for my welfare the night before had been obvious, and when he kissed me… well, I don’t know very much about kissing another man, but I can sense a hunger in him, and I instinctively know t
An Alpha for the Alpha 41: Bad beta and nice food
*Typhon* Connor smirks, his eyes cold and calculating. "Typhon, long time no see. I came to inquire about the young Alpha, Jonas, everyone's talking about his disappearance. Rumor has it he might be dead. I thought I would come and see for myself." I clench my fists, my anger rising. "Your presence here is unwelcome, Connor. Jonas is none of your concern any longer." Connor laughs, a cruel sound that sends shivers down my spine. "Oh, but he is my concern, Typhon. You see, he's from my pack. And I have a vested interest in his well-being. Or well, in knowing if we are in need of a new Alpha." I narrow my eyes, trying to decipher the hidden meaning behind his words. Cerberus growls in my head, urging me to attack. But I know better than to let my emotions take control. I need to protect Jonas, and attacking Connor won't help me do that. "Jonas is safe and alive," I say through gritted teeth. "Now leave." Connor's smirk widens, as if he knows something I don't. "Of course, Typhon.
An Alpha for the Alpha 42: Giving him pleasure
*Jonas* I follow Typhon down the dimly lit corridor, the smell of damp earth and moss lingering in the air. The sound of our footsteps echo off the cave walls, creating a soft harmony as we make our way to my room. My heart races in anticipation, and I can feel Cana, my wolf, stirring within me, his excitement palpable. Typhon stops in front of a heavy wooden door, his strong hand resting on the doorknob. Our eyes meet, and I can feel the heat rise in my cheeks. Cana purrs in my mind, ‘Go on, Jonas. He's just as eager as we are.’ As the door creaks open, I step inside, followed closely by Typhon. The room is simple but cozy, with a large bed covered in furs and a small fireplace casting flickering shadows on the walls. Typhon closes the door behind us, muffling the sounds of the pack outside. He walks towards me, his broad shoulders and strong arms making me feel safe and protected. I can't help but be drawn to him, and I reach out to touch his chest, feeling the warmth of his bod
An Alpha for the Alpha 43: mates
*Jonas* Afterwards, I can't decide which part I liked best. Was it the feeling of completeness I felt when we were joined as one when kissing? Was it the primitive rhythm of Typhon's body as he pleasured me? Certainly, I can't discount the explosive climax I'd felt. 'What a wild night, Cana,' I think, addressing my wolf. 'One to remember, Jonas,' Cana replies within my mind, his voice a comforting echo. But now, as I lay in Typhon’s strong arms, the fresh breeze from the window caressing our bodies, I think that this might be the best of all. He is so warm and close, and I can hear his heartbeat as it slows to its normal, sedate pace. I can smell the salt on his skin and the passion in the air. And there is something so right about it all, as if I've waited my whole life just for this moment. 'Can you feel this too, Cana?' I ask, sharing my feeling of rightness with my wolf. 'I feel your happiness, Jonas. It's a warm glow,' Cana responds, his presence a steady anchor within m
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