All Chapters of The Alpha of Wolf Creek: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

ConnorMy dad occupied my office like he owned it. Partly, it irritated me because it was my office. I was the alpha of Wolf Creek now, not him. I shouldn’t feel intimidated by him, but I did. It was like I was sixteen again, standing in front of him to be scolded.He sat behind my desk, dark eyes glaring at me over his steepled fingers. “You’d better come clean with me, son. I want to know every detail.” His deep voice held a dangerous undertone.“How do you know Zachariah Lyon?” I challenged him, despite my whirling emotions. “Explain that to me first, then I’ll tell you what happened.”His reaction was immediate with barely contained violence. “Don’t test me, Connor!” He slapped his hand on the desk and papers and pens flew off. I ground my teeth together to keep from flinching. “I trusted you to handle the pack and from what I’ve heard…”I knew I was poking the bear, but…. “You shouldn’t listen to malicious gossip, Dad.”“And you’re stalling, Connor!” The chair fell back with a cr

CassandraAll the bodies pressed together in this space had me on edge. Needed to get out, to breathe. If I had to spend one more minute in this bunker, I would go insane. I had to find out what’s happening with Connor. Joel mind linked me to say Connor was fine. He was just busy. But I wasn’t convinced. I had to see him for myself.Agnes finally fell asleep, and I slid off the bunk, careful not to disturb her.“Is there no other way out of this dang hole?” I would’ve used a stronger word, but there were kids present, for fuck’s sake. Wouldn’t want to scar their innocent ears.“Yes, there is an emergency exit, Luna, but…” an elderly woman spoke up.“Show me.” I didn’t correct her calling me Luna, which I probably should have, but part of me got a little thrill out of it, although I was nowhere near ready to take on that role.Behind a stack of beds way at the back of the bunker, she showed me a panel which you would never notice at first glance. This she pushed, and it slid open to re

Cassandra“You can’t hide from me, princess.” That voice… It was Max! I flattened myself as much as possible, keeping a hand on my mouth to stifle my breathing. My heart beat out of control. The thought that he might hear it and find me made it gallop even wilder. He was close and not alone. They moved quietly, but my senses were so hyped up, I heard every tiny flutter of grass.How many were there? Too many. I was so fucked.“Don’t know why you’re here, but I’m not complaining.” His low, rumbling laugh sounded closer. “But I’m having my princess snack like I promised.” And then he yanked me up with my hair and I stared into his amber cat-like eyes. His lips furled back in a feral grin to reveal pointed fangs.My frantic screams startled the nesting birds. In a rush of wings, they took to the sky, their alarmed cries mimicking mine. I clawed at his wrist. My nails broke against his tough skin. He pulled me against his body while I struggled and screamed.I felt the heat of his breat

I left behind the sound of fighting, torn between joining my pack in the fight and getting Cassie to safety. The need to feel her in my arms won.There’s no way she could outrun me, even in my human form. But she was fast, and adrenaline gave her body that extra push. The moonless night made visibility difficult for human eyes. She shouldn’t have run. I didn’t know if there were more of Lyon’s bastards lurking about, because they have no scent.“Cassie!” I called out, following her scent into the woods. “Don’t run away from me, dammit!” What the fuck is her problem? Did she have a death wish?But then she stepped out from behind a tree and my heart returned to its original place. We stood there for a while, staring at each other. Neither one of us wanted to take the first step. Was she afraid of me? She damn well should be.“Cassie,” my voice sounded strange. “I don’t know if I want to kiss you, punish you or fuck you right now.” And that was the truth. I was angry, disappointed, but

ConnorI have never harmed a woman before, but the rage building in me at that moment was so all-encompassing that I couldn’t guarantee Stacy’s safety. I’ve warned her before that I will exile her from the pack. But this was different. She had gone too far.‘I will rip her head from her body,’ Miles threatened, pushing for control.“I know how you feel. But pull yourself together, Miles. We must give her a fair trial.” If my father wasn’t there, things would have gone differently.As we made our way to the pack house, Cassie walked next to me, her hand in mine. I caught her occasionally stealing glances at me. “What’s bothering you, babe?”Joel and my dad went on ahead and I stopped and turned to her, lifting her chin to look at me. “You know you can talk to me.”She frowned and looked down at her feet. “I… What happened between us was a mistake.”“What?” What the fuck? “How the fuck can you say that?” Was she trying to rip my heart out through my ears? “Is it about what my father sai