The Alpha's Toy(4)

“The question is, Mary, what wouldn’t you do?” Zeke asked.

She tensed in his arms, and he scented another smell from her, desire. The woman in his arms was attracted to him even as she was frightened. Smiling, Zeke turned her to face him.

“What do you want?” Mary asked. Tears fell down her cheeks.

“It’s quite simple, sweetheart. I will spare the girl if you agree to become my toy for the next month,” Zeke said. He caressed her ass loving the way she quivered underneath his touch.

“I can’t. I’ve got commitments.”

He nodded at Max, who jerked Jessica harshly making her cry out.

“Then I suggest you change your plans for the next month. I want you with me for one month until the next full moon. If I get anything less, she dies.”

Jessica whimpered, screaming as Max tightened his grip on her again.

“No, stop. I’ll do something. I agree,” Mary said, shouting over the noise the woman was making.

“You’ll agree to be my toy. To let me play with you whenever I want, however I want?” he asked.

“Yes.” Her voice was breathless. Did she like the thought of being his own personal toy? Zeke looked forward to getting her to his home. All the things he could do to her made him yearn to get her home quickly without finishing what he’d come to do. His men could finish off what he started, and he’d be happy to get his woman in his bed.

Fuck, his cock tightened at the thought of sinking into her tight, warm pussy.

“Max, do you have the girl?” Zeke asked.

“Yes.”

“Good. Tie her together with this one. We’ll take them home when we’re done.”

Zeke handed Mary over to his man turning toward the crowd. Rage consumed him, and he knew what he wanted to do to rid his life of the fuckers.

“Wait, what are you doing?” Mary asked.

“You asked to spare Jessica. Consider her spared. You never asked anything about the others. They’re going to die.” With them chained together it wasn’t going to be much fun.

He watched Max wrap the silver chain around the woman. The steam rose from Max’s hands as he touched the silver. His man would need some care when they got back to Zeke’s house. Max’s wife would take care of him.

“No, please, spare them as well.”

“No, baby. Not even the pleasure of your ass for longer than a month would let me spare them.” The silver chain was wrapped around Jessica and then tied to one of the posts. There was no way the two women would escape. He didn’t know what he was going to do with Jessica, but he wouldn’t hurt her. Mary had seen to that, and he wasn’t a bastard who went back on his word. His word meant something to him. Maybe he was a bit old school, but he didn’t care. No one would ever say he would back out on his word.

Turning away, he gave the nod to his men to release the chains. Once the silver was gone, the pack turned into wolf form and ran. A few of them didn’t waste time to turn and had started running. Before he took Mary to bed he needed to run off some of his energy. Otherwise he’d hurt her with the need to hurt that currently consumed him.

He counted to three, taking time between each number. His men were already turning, waiting for the right time to strike. Smiling, he spoke the final word and allowed the change to happen. Howling up to the moon, he chased after the first person that wasn’t part of his pack. The night was going to run red with the blood of his enemies.





Chapter Two





“Why did you do that?” Jessica asked. This was the first time Mary had been close to the young girl. She always tried to keep to herself as she knew the disgust the other pack had for her. It wasn’t like her half breed blood was going to jump out and change the other members of the pack. She heard the sounds of the men and women as they ran for their lives. The pain coming from them in animal and human form scared the life out of her. She’d never heard anything so horrid as the sound of death.

“Why did I do what?” Mary asked, glancing at the blonde. Jessica was slender, beautiful, and would be a wonderful wolf one day.

“Ask them to spare me? You’ve given yourself to that monster in order to save my life. I don’t understand.” Jessica’s eyes were red and swollen from crying. She winced every time the noise of a fallen pack member echoed throughout the night.

“I did what I had to. You don’t deserve to die when you’ve not even lived. Whatever problem this pack has with ours, they’re not going to think about who they kill.” Mary cried out as the silver worked under her shirt and banded around her waist. Why couldn’t she have developed a liking to silver rather than be allergic to it?