Alpha Alec's Redemption by Kathy M

Chapter 256

And he isn't the only one who can smell us.

Unmated males surge toward us, their eyes glowing with hunger, their noses flaring as they catch the scent of our heat. Nyx bares her teeth, a feral snarl ripping from her throat as she lunges at one, snapping her jaws just inches from his throat.

He yelps and backs off, tail tucked between his legs, but it wasn't enough. Another one lunges from the side, his eyes wild, his scent thick with arousal. He crashes into us, knocking us to the ground.

Nyx roars, snapping her jaws as she twists beneath him. The male pins us, his teeth scraping along our neck, trying to assert dominance. A growl rumbles deep in our chest, and we kick out with our hind legs, slamming him off us.

"Who the hell does he think he is?" Nyx snarls.

Before we can react, another presence looms over us, larger, stronger, and infinitely more dangerous.

Knox.

His scent hits us like a tidal wave-cinnamon, spice, and that unmistakable Alec musk. Nyx shudders beneath the weight of it, and I feel it too, my entire body going limp beneath his dominating presence.

Knox lowers his head, his nose brushing against our fur, inhaling our scent as a low growl rumbled through his chest. Nyx whines, pressing herself closer, arching her back as he rubs himself along us.

wants to mate," Nyx purred. "Fuck. I've been waiting

I said, struggling to gain

is hard. Goddess, is

pins us, his thick fur brushing against ours; he grinds himself along our back. Nyx arches, pressing herself closer, and I nearly lose

get out. I

to shift back, skin tearing and bones breaking as I reform, human and

his hot, naked body pressing me against the rough bark, his hands bracketing my head as he leans in, his breath warm

you think you're going?" he asks, his voice dark and

swallow; my mouth

stomach, and fuck, do I want to feel him somewhere else.

his lips grazing the shell

brain is foggy, my senses overloaded with his scent, his heat, and his hardness. I can't

form words. All I can see is him. All I can feel is him. Hell, I think

don't know," I say,

to my waist, his thumb

my hair,