Page 20 of Crow's Revenge


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He snarled as I stood, marching toward the bathroom to shower. I stripped, tossing my clothes onto the floor. My shoulders rolled back as I cracked my neck, noting the stiffness in the joints. Turning the water as hot as I could stand, I let the steam build up and stepped under the spray. The heat penetrated the muscles, and I began to relax, grabbing shampoo to lather into my hair. Once I finished, I soaped up my body, pausing to stroke my growing erection.

Fuck. My thoughts drifted to my female. My beautiful mate.

Sadie. I didn’t dare say her name out loud. I didn’t want the vargulf to focus on my woman. He didn’t deserve her.

Christ. I didn’t either, but at least I truly desired and needed her, not just to further any agenda.

My hand tightened around my shaft, gliding from root to tip. A groan left my lips as I slapped my free hand on the slippery tile in front of me. I hunched over, gaining speed as my hand moved faster.

All I could think about was Sadie. Our joining. The slick, tight pussy that I dreamed about whenever I shut my eyes. How perfect she’d felt, how warm and wet and inviting. She clenched around me when she came, and I hated that I’d been unable to look into her eyes.

The vargulf had been blinded by Carson Phillips. Her other mate. And he fucking knew how to weaken the vargulf before I did. Smart. Maybe I should consider making him an ally if I didn’t end up killing him first.

Sadie had cried out a name when she spasmed around my cock. It wasn’t my real name. She never learned it because the vargulf wouldn’t allow it. He knew there was power in an Alpha’s name.

Fuck. That was how he subdued me.

I pushed the thought aside, focusing on my female again. Sadie. I need you. Come back to me.

I felt the magic leave my body with the words, pulsed outward into the atmosphere by my Alpha blood. She would hear it and obey. Not because she didn’t have a choice like the vargulf forced her on so many occasions. She would come back to me because she mated my Alpha wolf. The bond demanded it.

But there was more there—a hint of feelings that ran deeper.

I didn’t have time to explore this line of thought, not with the vargulf watching my actions. My body needed release.

I pumped faster, snapping my hips back and forth to increase the friction. My thoughts became consumed with my mate. I only wanted to please her, to fill her, and to make her mine again and again until she couldn’t deny that she belonged with the Alpha.

A shudder seized my body before I came, coating the wall in the cum I wanted to fill her with instead. The need and drive to procreate almost consumed me. That was another marked difference between the vargulf and me. He didn’t need an heir. I did. That desire rose from my wishes alone.

I dragged a ragged breath through my lungs. I had to find a way to separate from the vargulf before he broke my bond with Sadie or killed her to prove a point. He would do it if he thought it would keep me in line.

The vargulf needed to hunt. I’d kept him caged inside me for weeks, increasing his hunger and need for carnage until the feeling made my skin crawl. I did that intentionally, but at the time I decided, I hadn’t yet realized why. Now I understood the reason. He was weaker when he fed less often.

He tasted blood for the last time when I marked our mate during the claiming. Sadie’s cunt had gripped my cock as I fucked her, but when I bit her and the bond completed, I felt my magic and cum enter her body. She could already be pregnant with my pup. I had to protect her from the vargulf.

Sadie had been gone for weeks now. Long enough for the life inside her to begin to grow and show her signs of her new condition. When I called to her in the shower, I almost felt it. My mate would return to me. Soon.

I needed to prepare for her arrival, but how did I accomplish that without alerting the vargulf?

Over three hundred years ago, my ancestor and alpha to the pack settled this stretch of land on the border of Nevada and California. We needed woods and a safe place for the Alpha and his pack. Our pups had been born here for generations. My new offspring would be born here, too.

I dressed and left the bathroom. When I reached the lower levels of my ancestral home, wolves had gathered to greet me. They lowered their heads, exposing their necks to show respect to their Alpha.

“What is it?”

“We have the crow female.”

“Which one?”

“The president’s woman. Bella Hart.”

Ah. Good. The faster we moved this war along, the easier it would be to secure my bond with my mate. Of course, I planned to use the crows to accomplish this task. I would need their help to destroy the vargulf.

When Crow and the Devil’s Murder refused to send a reply after I released Talon, I had no choice but to act. I sent my swiftest wolves to take Bella. Crow would come for her. No mated male would ever let his female go without a fight.

I never would.

The vargulf was too obsessed with his hatred and need for consumption. He destroyed everything in his path. I didn’t see that until the last twenty-four hours. The fault for those who had been wronged belonged with me. I could no longer allow the vargulf’s atrocities to continue.

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