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TWENTY: What Is Happening To Me?
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Nursing the Murderer Alpha King TWENTY-ONE: Meet My Husband
I grip the edge of the sink, trying to will my face back to its normal color.What the hell was that?My heart hasn’t stopped hammering since I bolted out of that room like a fucking cartoon character. His stupid laugh is still in my ears. And worse is, that massive, shameless, rock-hard dick of his is still burned into my memory.No. No, Eris. We are not doing this. We are not falling for the guy who murdered someone in our backyard last week and has a cursed wolf spirit that warned you it might eat your face off under the next full moon. I splash cold water on my face and scowl at my reflection. My freckles look like they’re glowing. I look like I’ve been kissed within an inch of my life and didn’t hate it. Gross. I groan into the towel. “Ah!” I scream, muffled by the fabric. Stupid, stupid, stupid handsome face! Get it together, Eris. You're not some virgin being kissed for the first time. You're a grown-ass woman. A liar even. A fake wife. You have way bigger problems than you
Nursing the Murderer Alpha King TWENTY: What Is Happening To Me?
The wolf’s ears flick back. He growls again, jaw twitching as though he’s trying to bite air. His head shakes side to side, erratic.“You’re not his wife. You lied.”I swallow.He’s not wrong. How . . . how did he know is the question.“Look—I didn’t mean to—I just—”“Lies.”The wolf snarls and takes another step closer.I whimper. Yeah, fucking whimper.Because I know a predator when I see one, and this one? It wants blood.“You shouldn’t be near him. When the full moon rises, I won’t hold back. Not from you. Not from anyone.”The wolf steps back. He looks pained, it looks to me that Dante is fighting him inside, battling for control.And I . . . I do something profoundly fucking stupid.I reach out.“Don’t.” He growls and I internally flinch. The wolf’s voice snaps in my skull, a whipcrack of fury.But I do it anyway.My hand brushes the thick, coarse fur of his snout.He snarls. Loud and violent. But doesn’t bite.I lean forward.“Dante,” I whisper, “I know you’re in there. Come ba
Nursing the Murderer Alpha King NINETEEN: When The Full Moon Comes
I slam the door shut behind us so hard the walls shake. The second it closes, I spin around and shove Dante backward. He’s on his sober head now, it’s time for some scolding.“What the actual fuck was that?”He just stands there. Breathing heavily. His jaw tight, chest heaving. There’s blood on his knuckles and glittering flecks of popcorn on his shirt. Not his blood. The vendor’s.“I—” he starts.“No. Don’t.” I hold up a hand. “You don’t get to growl ‘my wife’ and go full WWE werewolf on someone for making a joke. We’re not doing that. This isn’t the fucking Stone Age.”His mouth opens though he wants to argue, but there’s nothing in his head except static. Just raw instinct from earlier. No logic. No sense.No Dante.That’s the part that scares me most.He looks down, as if he only just realizes he’s covered in someone else’s spit and fear. “He insulted you.” he murmurs like a kid scolded by his own mom.I release a sarcastic huff, throwing my hands in the air. “Congratulations. And
Nursing the Murderer Alpha King EIGHTEEN: Definitely A Mistake
“You okay, wife?” he asks, voice dark and scratchy as the calm before a storm.My body says yes.My brain is screaming no.I don’t answer.His hands grip the sides of the capsule. He tilts his head, watching me, a predator figuring out just how fast I’ll run. But I’m not running. My knees are still around his hips, and my dress is riding up my thighs as if it’s trying to get away from me too.We’re too close. The air’s hot. My skin's fucking burning.Oh Goddess, what the hell is happening to me?“Ah! A screech leaves my lips as he flips me.One second I’m on top, the next I’m flat on my back against the slightly sticky, curved plastic seat of this tiny-ass Ferris wheel capsule. And now he’s above me.His face is inches from mine. Both of us are breathing hard. Heavy. Our chests rising and falling like we’ve run miles, but all I’ve done is lie my way straight into this mess.“You’re not okay,” he says. “You’re trembling.”“I’m just . . . I’m just cold,” I lie through my teeth, looking
Nursing the Murderer Alpha King SEVENTEEN: Ferris Wheel
The moment he nods toward that fucking steel serpent in the sky, my soul evacuates my body like rats off a sinking ship.“That’s my favorite,” he says with a grin that has no business being this pretty. “You should’ve known that already, baby. We’ve ridden it before, haven’t we?”Haha.Yeah. Sure. Of course we have.I grab the ticket like it’s a goddamn execution slip and pretend my vision isn’t tunneling around the edges.“You coming?” he asks, already walking.I nod like a bobblehead on cocaine. “Oh, absolutely. Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”No. I would miss it. I’m dying. I am already dead. This is purgatory.The line is short, because apparently, most people aren’t suicidal. The screams from the top echo as distant war cries and my legs start vibrating before we even make it to the gates. I try not to show it. I even link my arm through his and it’s definitely helping with making it seem as if we’re a cozy, stable, married couple and not a psych ward waiting to happen.Dante loo
Nursing the Murderer Alpha King SIXTEEN: Apocalytic Hellslide
I regret everything.The lights are too bright, the air smells like fried dough and burnt rubber, and Dante—Dante is vibrating. Not visibly. Not like a chihuahua on meth. No. Internally. There’s something simmering under his skin, begging for a reason to crack open and let blood out.He’s walking too close—too damn close—shoulder brushing mine every other step, breathing through his nose as though he’s fucking hunting. Every man that looks my way gets an eye-fuck so vicious I feel secondhand pain. And we haven’t even hit the main strip yet.The crowd’s thick, chaotic. Music’s blaring from every direction—Eurotrash remixes, kids screaming, teenagers dry-humping on the tilt-a-whirl. And Dante’s beside me, sniffing the air, which he might just be trying to find which part of this place he wants to murder first.I clutch my phone tighter, my thumb swiping over the screen one more time.‘I need you to plant actors at the carnival. People Dante will believe. Old neighbors, fake friends, I d
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