In the Alpha’s Arms

The Cabin

“That wasn’t so bad was it?‘ He called over his shoulder as the door swung wide behind him, she shamelessly watched his bare bottom walk into the living room. This would be an adjustment indeed, shifting naked, near her mate who made her hungry for things that weren’t easily sated. She blinked away the image. No, Lita supposed, it hadn’t been had to shift. No one died this time at least, so that was a marked improvement.

So dramatic, her wolf hissed, it never apologize for killing that.

Lita gasped, stumbling into the cabin, she was a person, Nyx. You killed someone. Maybe not completely good but not completely bad either.

No, the beats of silence that followed that word made Lita’s skin itch. What did that mean, no? No she hadn’t had family? No she hadn’t had a life and dreams and hopes that would now never come true? No, she wouldn’t have an opportunity to undo any of the damage she’d done? She’d never get to apologize or repent. Lita had done that. Nyx had done that, taken something they could never give back. Cole had turned to study her expression. “Glad to see I finally opened communication between you two. It’s important, you know.” But Lita wasn’t paying attention to him because this was a crucial

moment.

I killed someone consumed with hate and rage. Someone who wanted is dead, shredded to ribbons beneath her feet. Who hated us because we were beneath ber. And as a testament to how sweet and innocent you think she was, Fil tell you this…her meat was bitter, rotten, nearly inedible. But I did it anyway, because it’s what she deserved to be consumed by the very thing she hated.

How could you know that? I didn’t even really know her, neither did you!

Wolves have senses you don’t have, human. I don’t one you an explanation but I’m telling you this anyway. SO YOU CAN STOP BEATING YOURSELF UP! Over someone like char, no. Not someone who would have never shoun you an ounce of the mercy you wish I’d shown her. Her wolf was an open book. Dre you’re not capable of reading, but I am. And I stand by what I said. She wasn’t worth the burial dirt on her grave and I’m not going to let your mourn her.

You’re not rabid at all are you? Lita whispered in her head, scared of the answer, knowing that her wolf was far more capable and aware than she’d ever expected.

it’s nice of you to think

Then what?

not rabid… I just swore that if I ever got out, if I ever got free, it would stop. Even if I had to rip out every single throat. Shred every single person. Eat thew and break them. Even

What would stop?

between them. Lita’s mind went silent, no

of her. Instead, she finally closed the door and shook off the sensation her wolf left behind, like residue under her skin.

thank god for that, Lita thought, rushing to stand beside the electric fireplace with fake blue flames curling over glass pebbles. Heat was a welcome sensation

had been styled in a magazine. Or how expensive the furniture seemed, like something that would never be inside of a cabin. More important than the silence that covered every inch of the small place, though the inside was much larger than the outside let on. More important than the pleasant woody smell that surrounded her and made her feel comfortable. More important than Cole naked and dripping in front of her, was the fact that it was warm and she was

that what they would endure every time

s–shift?” Lita bit, trying and failing to keep her shivers at bay as she shimmied and hopped to warm herself. She worked her hands against her arms to create friction but that relief was nowhere to be found. Her chill

we carry them in our mouths but they get really nasty really quickly… he

to offer it to her. His eyes made no illusions about staring at ber in that hested, agonizing way she’d grown to crave. It made

The Cab

you going to only look or are you going to do something? Lita cast a sidelong glance up his body, meeting

actually consider if he was going to do something after all. But he shook the thought off and resumed his taunting, Patience isn’t a virtue for no

tentative new game they were playing. Though their glances were heated, Lita thought her teeth would start chattering soon if she didn’t snatch at the fuzzy blanket Cole offered. She took another fleeting glance between his legs then bundled

room with a square black table and into the empty kitchen of stainless steel appliances. She could see stairs leading to an upper floor and

have shown on Lita’s face because he only laughed tensely and continued, “A human mate and one that looked like death himself had