Page 168 of Rot In Knotty Pieces

I did. I gave it to him in writing weeks ago. I bite my lip and groan as his hand slides up under my shirt, gripping my breast hard.

“This drug does the most interesting thing. It creates a very mild heat in betas. Temporary, less than an hour, just enough time to make a point.”

My eyes widen.

“I’m going to make sure you know you can run. All day, every day. Run from me, Beta, but I will find you. I will catch you. Every time.”

He strips me out of my pants, kneels, and brushes my thigh up over his shoulder. His hot breath hits my pussy, and I tense as the flames grip my insides, scorching them.

“Damn you, Rolly.”

“If you scream for me, I’ll let you come on my cock later.”

I glance down at him. In my drugged state, the words just make me hotter, but a tiny part of me that is still sober is amused by his arrogance.

I grip his hair and tug him towards the junction of my thighs.

I can’t say words, but I make a pleading sound, and he gives in, licking me, giving me relief. His touch, I will never get sick of it. Not if I lived for a million years.

I lean back, using the tree to hold me. Fuck, this is evil even for Rolly’s standards. I can’t stop grinding on his face, and when he pulls back, looking up, his face is shiny with my arousal.

“Are we having fun yet?”

I grab him and yank him up, fumbling with his pants until I get them open and wrap my hand around his massive cock.

“Feels like you might need an alpha?”

I groan and kiss him, tasting myself on him. Fuck. I might die if I don’t get him in me.

He brushes off my hand and lifts me up, slamming into me. Filling me completely.

I scream, just as he promised.

Twenty minutes later, the drug wears off, and I crawl off him, snarling.

He turns his head and grins. “Hey, Raven?”

“Yeah?” I say warily.

“You better run, your alphas are coming to punish you.”

FUCK!

I snatch up my clothes, grab my pack, and take off. I don’t hear any pursuit, but I can feel it. The danger, the threat, the promise.

I reach the river, pausing to laugh and check behind me. I can’t see anything, but I know they are there. Instead, I dive in. When I come up for air, my alphas are closing the space between us. King’s hand closes around my wrist, and he tows me to the opposite bank where a raft, Pix, and Roseland are waiting for us.

There will never be a way to escape them.

And I’m more than okay with that.

Blaze

I’ve searched for months now for the right house. The frustration at not being able to find it dogs me and pushes me to the decision that I’ve been thinking about for a long time.

I look at the map. There’s a cleared area where the house used to be.

We have plenty of money.