The Alpha's Toy(25)

Breaking the surface, he heard her screaming. She was holding onto the grass on the other side. Her body was wet and naked as she held onto the grass. The screaming stopped suddenly. Swimming to her side, he put his hand on her back, wanting to offer her comfort.

“I remember,” she said. “I can’t believe I went back there month after month.”

She coughed. Her fingers sank into the grass, her nails covered in dirt. Placing his hands on either side of her head he pressed kisses to the back of her neck trying to take the awful memories away.

“I’m here.”

“How can they have taken my memories?” she asked, glancing at him over her shoulder.

“Your wolf took the memories to help you deal with what was happening to you. She was waiting for the right time when you were both protected.” Her wolf was waiting for him. He sensed it more now than ever before.

Her body was shaking but not from cold.

“You talk about my wolf as if it’s another being looking after me.”

Pressing a hand to her chest covering her heart, he kissed her neck. “Your wolf is here. She knows what is best for you. She saw the danger and did everything she could to keep you safe.”

The wolf and human were as one. He loved the feel of his wolf and accepted him within his body.

“The woman on the table, do you remember her?” he asked.

“Yes. She was pushed into a cage beside me. I remember her sniffing me.” Mary turned in his arms, staring up at him. “She told me you wouldn’t stop until you found me.”

His family had known he’d been looking for the woman he’d bitten for some time. “Her name was Debbie. She was my sister and went missing over a year ago. What happened to her?”

“She escaped. I remember her tearing through the bars as if they meant nothing. She was the first full breed they tried to experiment on. I don’t know what else happened to her.” Mary stared up at him with tears in her eyes. “They were trying to hurt all other packs.”

Pushing the hair off her face, he stared into her eyes. Stroking her cheek, Zeke was so proud of her surviving even down to remembering his sister.

“Did they succeed?” she asked.

“I don’t know. I’ll have to get in touch with my father. His pack is based several miles away.” Tilting her head back he saw she was pale. “I’ve never seen a half breed change so quickly.”

“I’ve never changed without the help of the full moon.” She licked her lips. The image of his cock disappearing in her mouth flashed across his mind.

Leaning down, he pressed his lips to hers. Her hands went to his shoulders, holding onto him. Wrapping a hand around her waist he tugged her closer. Plunging his tongue into her mouth, he closed his eyes relishing the taste of her skin.

Her moans vibrated down to his cock, making him hard.

Breaking the kiss, he lifted her up in his arms locking onto one of her nipples. She cried out, sinking her fingers into his hair.

He was going to fuck her. Zeke needed to fuck her, to mark her, and to claim her so no other male would ever try to take her away from him.

“Zeke.” She spoke his name with a moan. Mary wrapped her legs around him.

Gripping his shaft, he found her entrance and slammed inside. Her body was open for him. After all the memories he wanted to give her something pleasurable.

She cried out, thrusting her chest out to his waiting mouth. Holding her tightly, Zeke fucked her hard, going as deep into her body as he could.

Kissing up her chest, he claimed her lips once again as he fucked her cunt.

Claim her.

He pushed the need away, wishing he could just give in. Slamming inside her hard, Zeke let the pleasure swallow them both up. Everything else could wait as he fucked his toy hard.

She’s more than a toy.

Zeke knew Mary was more, but for now he was going to enjoy what she’d given him. Jessica wouldn’t have died that night unlike the rest of the pack. Mary also would have survived as well. He was damned for keeping her to him.

One month.

He had one month to make her his mate.





Chapter Eight





One week into her stay Mary sat in the garden playing cards with Jane. Jessica was on the swing staring up at the sun. The girl was taking the death of her family really well. The rest of the men were inside having a meeting. Four cars had arrived that morning, and Mary knew they were all Alphas from different packs. Jane placed her palm on top of the deck as the two cards matched.

“What’s going on with you, Mary?” Jane asked.

“Nothing. I’m just wondering what the meetings all about,” she said, pressing a card on top of the others. Glancing toward Jessica, she couldn’t help but be worried about the young girl.