All Chapters of Ruined for the Captain (A MxM WEREWOLF ROMANCE): Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

~EVERETT~His pace quickened—harder, faster, the filthy slap of skin on skin filling the room. The base of his cock began to swell. That thick, pulsing knot pressed against my stretched edge with every thrust, catching, threatening, promising to lock us together in a way neither of us could escape."You're mine," he growled, his voice breaking as his knot locked inside me. "Say it.""Yours," I sobbed. "I'm yours, Knox. All of me. Forever."He came with a wild roar, his hips grinding against mine as he flooded me with everything he had. I felt it hot and thick, throbbing inside me, filling me so full it leaked out around his knot. His hand slid from my hip, around my waist, down.....fingers finding my neglected cock, hard and leaking against my belly. He gripped it roughly, stroking in time with his thrusts."Come for me, Everett." It wasn't a request. "Come on my cock while I knot you."The swell pushed harder. Stretched me impossibly wider.And my body....traitorous, desperate, sta

~EVERETT~"Everett?"I froze. "Nicky?"Nicky looked at me in shock. He looked at the two heavy bags hanging from my shoulders, then at Vance and the two armed guards standing behind me. His eyes widened as he realized what was happening.Without saying a word, Nicky stepped forward, grabbed my wrist with his uninjured hand, and pulled me straight into his room. He slammed the wooden door right in Vance's face and threw the deadbolt shut.The moment the lock clicked, my legs completely gave out.My bags dropped to the floor with a heavy thud, and I collapsed onto my knees right beside them. The wall of strength I had built up in the hallway completely shattered. I buried my face in my hands and fell apart.Violent, rough sobs tore from my throat. I shook so hard my whole body trembled, tears streaming down my face and soaking through my sleeves."Everett! Oh my goddess, Everett!" Nicky gasped, dropping his clinic bag and rushing to his knees beside me. He wrapped his good arm arou

~THIRD POV~The old clock tower at the edge of the school was dark, cold, and quiet because almost nobody came up here anymore. The big gears on the wall had rusted and stopped moving years ago.Inside a small room at the top of the tower, many computer screens glowed in the dark. The air was freezing. It smelled like heat, old dust, and cold coffee.A young man stood in front of the desk. He wore the simple gray clothes of a school cleaner. During the day, he was just a quiet Beta who carried trash bags and swept the halls. Nobody noticed him. Nobody even knew his name.In this room, he was called the Operative.His fingers moved quickly across a keyboard. He opened photos, videos, and phone recordings from the last twenty-four hours."The files are ready, sir," the Operative whispered to himself.He clicked on a photo taken earlier that morning. It showed Knox wearing heavy metal cuffs on his wrists. Six guards were pushing Knox into a dark armored car. On another screen, a ca

~EVERETT~They did not matter. Nothing mattered.I kept my head up, my shoulders straight, and my face blank. I walked right past them without slowing down. I did not look at them. I did not care.I did not care about anything and I especially did not care about KnoxAs I turned the corner near the library courtyard, two tall figures suddenly stepped out and blocked my path.It was Jax and Miller.They were Knox's best friends and the top Alpha players on the varsity team. Normally, they walked around the school like kings, smiling and acting relaxed. But today, both of them looked terrible. Jax's hair was messy, and Miller had dark circles under his eyes. They looked stressed, angry, and completely panicked.Jax stepped forward and grabbed my shoulder hard."Everett!" Jax demanded, his voice loud and rough. "Where is he?"I stopped. I looked down at Jax's hand on my shoulder, then looked up at his face. "Where is who?""Don't play dumb with us!" Miller barked, stepping closer.

~EVERETT~The three Senior Alpha lecturers did not say a word as they marched me up the wide stone staircase of the central administrative building. Their boots echoed loudly against the stone walls. Each time I tried to slow down, one of them shoved my shoulder roughly, forcing me forward, until we stopped at the top floor in front of a pair of heavy iron doors. One of the lecturers tapped a code into the wall scanner and the doors unlocked with a loud, mechanical hiss.Inside, the office was vast, dark, and freezing cold. A huge dark oak desk sat near the back, behind which sat the Headmaster of the academy. Two guards dressed in full black tactical gear stood beside his chair like stone statues."Sit down, Everett," the Headmaster said. His voice was smooth, but his gray eyes were sharp and dead.I swallowed hard and sat in the wooden chair across from his desk. The pills felt like they were starting to wear off and my hands had suddenly began shaking in my lap, but I squeeze