Orch, however, behaved well. She is completely put off by the whole exchange.As she goes back to checking her gear, I silently study her across the hall. She is small, even for a woman, and that factor is reinforced by the size of the men on this aircraft. But her efficient movements and unflinching demeanor make it clear that she's not to be messed with.His hair is so blond it's almost white and is styled close to his head in a crew cut. I had never seen this type of hairstyle on a woman before, but there is something mesmerizing and even attractive about the way it accentuates the delicate shape of her head and her elegant facial features.While her body is athletic, it is also infinitely feminine.As I focus my attention on her even more closely, I start to notice her scent, easily identifying her signature amidst the mix of male body odors that fill the traffic hold.The first thing I notice is the simple, clean scent of her soap, but underneath that, my nose quickly picks up he

My pulse quickens and a ball of panic rises in my chest. I am exposed to contamination from the Quarantine Zone. In fact, I've been like this since Donovitch opened the ship's hatch.It's only a matter of time before I turn into a drooling, stupid beta.I'm fucked. I'm well and truly fucked.That eerie sound waxes and wanes like strange music throughout the forest again.It takes me a moment to realize the source. Insects. Cicadas, I think they're called. It's a strange sound, but a cool one.Shit, the only bugs we have in town are cockroaches, and those nasty things don't sing.It doesn't matter, as I'll never see the city again. Not now.I tip my head back, letting the light breeze flow over my short hair. and I relax in the gently swaying harness as the peaceful music of the night fills my ears.I want this to be the last thing I remember before losing my mind to the beta mutation.The mutation, however, does not occur.With every minute that passes bright and clear, a sense of hop

DOGThree alphas lie dead on the ground and the fourth, wounded, retreats into the depths of the forest. Smart move.They were Farlander Alphas - twisted, inbred beings who are very different from the Alphas who inhabit the central ruins. They are called Farlanders because they shunned the Source and live like filthy animals inside the Zone.I don't have time to bask in my victory, though.A sharp scream from above catches my attention, and I look up in time to see Orch and the last remaining Alpha plummet to the ground.There is no time to think. Pure instinct takes over and my muscles seem to move with a life of their own.With a burst of energy, my legs propel me upward towards the falling figures. My jump is perfectly timed. I reach the apex of my leap and start descending again just as Sloan's body catches up with me. The differential allows me to pick her up without hurting her.The other Alpha passes and lands with a hard, wet thud on a thick, gnarled root.A moment later, I fa

Unrestrained by my clothes, the odors emanating from my naked sex must be even more intense than before.I need to finish this, and now.Sliding my middle finger between my folds, I press inside my hole, stroking my soft inner tissue while simultaneously rubbing my palm against my aching clit. My finger, however, is not long enough. I can't reach my special, sensitive place inside.“Please,” I whisper again, little more than a mere exhale.My pussy is swollen and throbbing with desire. My crotch and thighs are slick with my fluids. I'm so horny it hurts, and if I don't come soon, I think I'm going to explode."Please…"A sudden, unexpected touch makes me gasp in fear.Twin hands, gentle but strong, grip my bare shoulders and pull me back until I'm pressed against a rock-hard, slightly hairy chest and sculpted abs that conform perfectly to the curve of my lower back.And below that, something even stronger nudges the slit of my bare ass where my shorts are pulled down."Dog," I whisper

When I wake up, my head is aching from sleeping so much, but my muscles are refreshed and energized in a way I've never experienced before.I feel good. Very good.But something is missing.Last night, I fell asleep curled up in Dog's protective arms, my body wrapped in the warmth of his breath. Now I'm alone and naked.Dog is gone, but his scent still hangs heavy in the air.I roll over and look around the room.The hot sun is streaming low through the cracks in the closed windows, making golden streaks on the walls. I can see the room more clearly now, but there's not much to appreciate - the moss-covered floors and peeling, stained walls. The ceiling is sagging precariously where the beams have rotted. Glittering specks of dust swirl lazily in the sunlight.My Alpha is standing at the window looking out, his intense eyes streaked with sunlight. Your body is still except for the slow rise and fall of your breathing."Dog?" I whisper.He doesn't look at me, but simply brings a finger