All Chapters of THE ALPHA VIRGIN TOY: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Zion hovered over her, every muscle locked tight, waiting to see if he’d finally gone too far. His wolf clawed at the inside of his skin, snarling to finish what they’d started. There was no question left in his mind—Maya was the one he’d bitten all those years ago, the mate fate had chosen for him. His father had pulled him aside earlier and confirmed it outright. She was his, forever.He eased his weight off her just enough to give her space, searching her face.You’re the one who started this “toy” nonsense, he reminded himself. If he hadn’t laid down that brutal condition, he might never have gotten close enough to feel the truth. He sure as hell wouldn’t have killed her that first night—he knew that now. The idea was laughable. Did she have any clue the hold she already had on him? Mates couldn’t help the pull; it was both a gift and a chain. Dax had been the same with Rowan—bound, helpless, doomed.“Please, Zion… I need you. Fuck me, love me, give me all of it,” she whispered, t

Maya went through the motions as Helen assessed her, tilting her head gently as if inspecting a prized heifer at auction.“What do you mean mate?” she asked.The men tensed. Helen ignored them and pressed a warm kiss to Maya’s cheek.“It’s so good to have another woman in the family. For some reason this line insists on breeding mostly boys.”Helen guided her to a stool at the counter, where four place settings waited, arranged so everyone would face one another.Was anyone going to explain the mate thing?“Mate?” Maya pressed again.“Honey, my son has chosen a fine woman for you.” Helen’s gaze flicked briefly to the fresh mark on her neck.The raised flesh prickled under the attention.We’re mated. It’s about time.“I really don’t know what you mean.”“Maya, honey, haven’t you ever seen the mark of a mated female?” Helen asked.“No,” Maya said, glancing over her shoulder at Zion.Zion was glaring daggers at his mother. If looks could kill, Helen would already be six feet under.“Hele

Staring around the room, Maya saw over thirty couples mingling—some deep in conversation, others kissing passionately, and a few simply sitting close, hands wandering affectionately. She wore simple jeans and one of Zion’s shirts. His scent clung to the fabric, wrapping around her like a protective shield.Over the past few days, she’d come to rely on that scent; it soothed her frayed nerves. Every so often her stomach would twist, and her wolf surged closer to the surface, restless and unpredictable. It terrified her. But whenever Zion was near, the wolf quieted, content.She was starting to wonder who truly held the leash—her human self or him.Zion stood beside her in jeans and a casual shirt, relaxed and confident. She’d been mortified at first by their informal clothes, but he’d just laughed.“We’re wolves, baby. No one’s wearing suits to this.”William and Helen had greeted them warmly at the door, the older couple more openly affectionate than she remembered. Maya clung to Zion

The door clicked shut behind them, sealing the world outside. Zion's hands were on her in an instant, ripping away the remnants of their clothes with a growl low in his throat. The wolf inside her finally settled, content now that he'd marked her completely as his.Maya's palm drifted to her belly, fingers splaying over the flat skin that hid their secret. "I still can't wrap my head around it. There's a baby in here. Ours."Zion watched her face, searching for anger or regret. "You're not gonna tear into me for knocking you up without a proper warning?"She shook her head, a soft smile breaking through. "How could I? Not when I feel this happy." She slid her arms around his neck, pressing close. He pulled her tighter, one hand stroking down her spine while the other gripped the curve of her backside, already aching to bury himself deep again."I'm sorry I sprung it on you like that," he murmured against her hair."You can make it up to me later. Maybe a spanking in a few years when I

No one challenged William's words. George loosened the rope from Luther's neck, letting it drop to the grass. The second the bastard realized he was free, he bolted, stumbling across the field like his life depended on it—which it did.Maya turned her head before the pack even shifted. The air filled with the sounds of bones cracking, clothes tearing, and low growls rising into a chorus. Then came the thunder of paws and the desperate, terrified screams that cut off far too abruptly. She didn't need to watch to know it was over. The silence that followed said everything.Debbie broke away from George and threw herself into her father's arms, holding on like she was afraid he'd vanish. Zion kept Maya tucked against him as he stepped forward, eyes locked on the big man who'd claimed his sister.George met his stare without flinching."Listen," Zion said, voice low and edged with steel. "I don't know you. I don't want to. But if you ever hurt her, I'll end you myself."George's mouth twi