All Chapters of TABOO (A DEAL WITH THE SHADOW ALPHA): Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE

ADDISON.I woke up warm.That was the first thing. I was on my side, tucked against Axel who was breathing so slowly and steadily beneath my cheek, and for a few seconds I just laid there and breathed his scent in and let myself be completely, undemandingly present in it.Then I tried to move my legs.I made a sound that I would describe as embarrassing and would prefer not to repeat.Axel was awake instantly. His arm tightened around me before I had finished making the sound."What's wrong?" Low and sharp, sleep stripped entirely from his voice."Nothing is wrong," I said, through my teeth. "Everything is fine. My legs are just, they're not cooperating."A pause. "Cooperating with what?""With being legs," I said. "With doing the basic fundamental thing that legs are supposed to do."Another pause, different quality this time. "Are you sore?""I am absolutely fine and this conversation is not happening.""Addison.""I am fine," I said, with great dignity, attempting to shift again an

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWO

ADDISON.He told me to hold on and to close my eyes and I did both, my arms around his neck and my face tucked against his shoulder, and the movement when it came was different from the kitchen demonstration. Longer. I felt the cold before I felt anything else — a sudden rushing cold that was nothing like my apartment building and everything like open air, and then he said okay, open them and I did.I opened my eyes and the world had changed completely.We were on a mountain.Not a dramatic, snow peaked mountains, something softer than that, green and grey and enormous, with the kind of view that made you understand immediately why people climbed things. The city was visible far below and far away, small and glittering, the grass and rock and the particular vast quiet of a high place, the wind moving through it with a low constant sound that was the most peaceful thing I had heard in a long time.I stood and looked at it and said nothing for a full minute."Where are we?" I finally a

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREE

ADDISONShe had been quiet on the way down from the mountain.Not the bad kind of quiet — I had learned the difference by now, had spent enough time in Addison's silences to understand that they came in different varieties and meant different things. There was the quiet of someone who was comfortable and present and simply not in the mood for words, which was one of my favorite things about her. There was the quiet of someone processing something, turning it over, looking at it from different angles before deciding what to do with it. And there was the quiet of someone carrying something they hadn't decided whether to put down yet.That last one was what she'd had on the mountain.I had felt it sitting beside her, felt the shift in her that had happened somewhere between arriving and leaving, some thought moving in behind her eyes and staying there while she leaned her head on my shoulder and looked at the city below and said nothing when I asked what she was thinking.I hadn't pushed

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FOUR

AXELHer eyes stayed on mine."It's rare," I said. "Rare enough that most wolves never encounter it. But a mate bond — a true mate bond, the kind that forms completely and fully — there are records in my kind's history of humans being turned. Brought across." I watched her face carefully. "The bond creates a pathway that wouldn't otherwise exist. It's not straightforward and it's not without cost and it would change you in ways that are permanent and irreversible." I paused. "But it is possible. You could be turned."Silence.Not a short one. Addison sat with it the way she sat with everything important — fully and without rushing, giving it the space and time it deserved to digest what I just said ."What would it mean?" she asked finally. "Being turned. What would change?""Everything physical," I said. "Your strength. Your senses. Your speed. Your lifespan." I kept my voice careful and measured because I needed her to hear this as information, not as a pitch or a way I am trying to

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIVE

AXELFeign Paxton had been my guest for three weeks.I had him kept in the lower facility of my building in the outskirts of the city. I owned the building outright. The surrounding three blocks were mine too. It was, in every practical sense, the most private address in the city.Feign had not been enjoying his stay.I hadn't visited yet. I had been deliberate about that — about making him wait, about letting the waiting itself do its work. Fear, I had learned a long time ago, was most effective when it had time to grow in the dark without anything to measure itself against. Imagination was always more creative than reality. Let a man sit with what he thought was coming and by the time you actually arrived, half the work was already done.Three weeks was enough time.I finished my morning coffee, answered four emails that required answers, and told my assistant I would be unavailable until afternoon. Then I took the car to the east side.—-Marcus met me at the building entrance. He

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIX

AXELSomething broke open in his expression at that. Whatever he had told himself — whatever story he had been running for three weeks in this room about Addison and her choices and what she would ultimately do — I watched it come apart.Good.I had wanted him to understand that before the end. Not for cruelty. Just because it was true and he had spent too long operating on a version of events that wasn't.What followed was not quick.I am not going to say it was something I took no satisfaction in, because that would be a lie and I had made a commitment, at least to myself, to stop telling those. There was a part of me — the part that had carried the image of her bruised cheek and her bound wrists and the forty six hours she had spent in that building — that was entirely present for every moment of it and felt nothing resembling regret.I was not a good man. I had never claimed to be a good man. I was what I was — raised by a liar, born from death, shaped by thirty five years of a wo

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVEN

ADDISONWe both stumbled into the elevator, his hands on my waist, pulling me deeper into the kiss, for some reason, today Axel took me through a different elevator; apparently it was his own private elevator he created when he bought the Castino building. I pulled away to catch my breath, my lips swollen and my cunt practically dripping for him. “There are no cameras in here.” he murmured, his lips skimming along my ear. “I can do anything I want to you…” he nipped my earlobe, hard enough to make me whimper. “And no one would know a thing.” My nipples hardened, and I didn't even bother to hold back my moan when his hand slipped under my dress. He groaned, he pulled me in for another rough kiss and I returned it eagerly. My fingers digging into his shoulders as he set me on the rail. It wasn't large enough to hold me, so I wrapped my legs around his waist for support. The thick hard press of his erection against my clit prompted another shameless moan from me. Axel’s kiss grew

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHT

ADDISON“Come on baby, bend over and grab the rail” I didn’t waste not even a second and did exactly as he said, ignoring how exhausted I was. “Look at how wet you are.” he rubbed his thumb over my slick, swollen clit. “So fucking greedy for my cock, firefly.” A desperate sound wrenched from my throat. I tried to grind against him, but he forced my hips to stay still with one hand, while he teased me with the other. Rubbing, stroking, killing me with featherlight caresses and merciless touches. Pleasure built, then eased, then built again an endless cycle of edging and torture. I wasn't just wet at this point, I was soaked. My juices dripped down my thighs and clung to my skin, and I probably looked like a mess, legs parted wide, bent over, hair undone. The things this man does to me and the things he makes me do always drives me crazy. “Please.” My hips bucked again, but I couldn’t find enough friction to ease this torment. “ Axel, please.” He groaned. “Open your mouth now bab

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINE

ADDISONI don't know exactly when I decided.It wasn't one moment. It was more like a slow accumulation of moments adding up to this time, I wanted this.Not because I was afraid of losing him. Not because the alternative was too sad to look at directly. But because I had sat with it the way I sat with every decision that actually mattered — fully and honestly and without rushing it — and when I got to the bottom of it, past every question and every reasonable hesitation, what was there was just a very simple and very clear yes.I wanted to be with him.All the way. For all of it.For centuries if that's what it took."Mark me," I said.He pulled back just enough to look at my face properly, those green eyes doing what they did — reading, assessing, my face. His hand was warm at my jaw, tilted my face up toward his, and he looked at me for a long moment with an expression I could only describe as the most serious I had ever seen on him.Which was saying something because Axel Rex had

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TEN

AXELI knew it was starting before she said anything. I had taken her to her room, she had fallen asleep against my chest sometime in the early hours, her breathing slow and even, and I had stayed awake the way I always stayed awake when something important was happening The mark on her neck had settled into a clean line, already beginning the process that would take weeks to complete, the bond deepening from the point of contact outward through her system like roots finding water.I had watched her sleep and felt something so large and so complete that I didn't have a word for it. Just held it. Let it be whatever it was.Around dawn she shifted against me and made a small sound that was not quite discomfort and not quite pain but somewhere in between, and I was already sitting up before she was fully awake."Hey," I said. "I've got you."She opened her eyes. Looked at me. And I could see it already — something was different. Not dramatically, not yet. But her eyes were slightly brig

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