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

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

KevAs Vanessa is new to the Carnage Wolf way, I also provide a little history about the bond between Omegas and their children.Then explain how that very much doesn’t exist between me and Gemma.Her eyes glisten with tears, her sadness over my situation prickling my insides.I’m not used to having anyone care about me other than Jake and Jordan .It feels nice to have Vanessa ’s warmth.Even if it’s under disappointing circumstances.But maybe this helps her understand my desire for pain it reminds me that I’m alive. Reminds me why we exist. Reminds me to enjoy every second as though it may be my last.All things I tell her now.Unleashing my every thought onto her and holding nothing back beforefinishing with, “So Jake and Jordan grew up witnessing my pain and anger. They were already best friends when I arrived, but they took me in, and the three of us grew up together. It didn’t surprise anyone when our clan formed. Although, Alpha Umber isn’t crazy about me being part of it.”H

JordanHe considers her a moment, his expression thoughtful. There’s still so much Vanessa has to learn about our kind. It’s a good thing we have aneternity to teach her.“It’s common for Carnage Wolves destined to be Pack Alphas to venture into the wild to find themselves, to prove themselves worthythrough a series of challenges,” Jake explains slowly. “Accepting my fate from the Elders was the first challenge in my journey. Killing Bryson will be my final challenge, making it time for me to finally return to the Black Mountain Pack.”“Oh.” She swallows. “So everyone will, uh, leave with you?”“Not everyone,” he says. “There are wolves who need to be kept on Carnage Island. And we’ll ensure they survive and prosper. It’ll be asecondary base for our kind, a shelter of protection.”“I see.” She sounds breathless. “A-and me?”He stares at her. “What do you think?”“I…” She clears her throat, some of that confidence seeming to seep back into her stature, the wolf inside her reminding

Vanessa Alpha Ebony sets a plate down before me, her brown eyes smiling. “Eat.”My stomach churns, the notion of food making me ill. But I know she’s right. I haven’t eaten all day. My nerves are all tied up in knots and my mind is fully focused on Jake , Kev , and Jordan .They checked in again about an hour ago before turning off their comms.We’re all waiting now for the trap to play out. Alpha Pan and Alpha Lance are in position.Alpha Duncan has them up on the feeds. And Alpha Ebony is busy trying to distract herself by feeding me. I can sense her concern, the scent subtle but there. So I try to calm her by picking up the sub and taking a bite. She has her own plate as well, one she focuses on when she sees me eating.Alpha Duncan wanders over to press a kiss to her head, his lips going to her ear. “He’ll be fine,” he says, the words low but easily heard via myenhanced senses.I pretend that I didn’t overhear it, though, not wanting to intrude on their moment.Their clan is dif