In the Alpha’s Arms

I Promise Not to Hold Back

“Don’t look so relieved,” Maxim snorted as he took a forkful of food, “Unless you’re happy to get perhaps a glimpse of him before I put you out of my misery. Though I suppose I should thank you for playing your part.”

to

“It’s not relief,” Lita glared, showing him every ounce of venom she possessed, “It’s excitement. I’m going to get to watch you die soon… and I can’t

“Wishful thinking will get you nowhere, little pup. I know my son well enough to know how to offset his attack. Don’t you think I’ve prepared for this eventuality? Hoped for it, even? I mean why else would I hold you here? Why else would I let you live this long?”

Lita ignored the sting of fear. She wouldn’t doubt Cole’s ability or Andre’s planning. She wouldn’t doubt Ace or Alex or Mark or Brody or Stace. Hell, the whole pack was probably here for her. They were probably outnumbered but she was sure they would have a plan. They would find a way.

“Interesting that you think you’re prepared for whatever happens. Were you prepared for me to survive in the pits? Or for me to kill one of your top wolves without breaking a sweat? Don’t hold back now, Masle dear. Would you like an open casket funeral or closed? It’s important to iron out these details while you can still speak. Her smile was a thing of lethal beauty and Maxim had the good sense to look disturbed for a moment.

So much for pretending to be weak Nyx huffed a high pitched sound that must have been a laugh.

He pissed me off

Marie… ha! Pure gold, Nyx shook her for happily, a wolf wants to rip out your throat and eat it… If you were wondering.

I won’t, but thanks.

wine, “Planning to find out just how much? I promise not to hold back. Her question startled Carlisle enough that he was quiet for a long while. And when Maxim seemed to decide not to kill her for the moment, merely taking a napkin to his lap and waving the auctioneer to continue, everyone went back to their casual conversation. Lita took

who won the first auction walked back into the room. His relaxed gait didn’t distract from the blood. He was covered. Splattered.

you found your purchase worth it

idea now, Carlisle laughed, pointing his fork at Lita’s face, a bit of meat still dangling from the tines. Something cold and wet slid down

the auctioneer. Thirty thousand. Another man met his bid. And another. But he continued to raise all while meeting Lita’s frantic stare. They were paying for women… for pain

auctioneer clapped twice and shoved

a small eternity to whisper into Lita’s still–stunned cars, “I bought her

for the auctioneer to hand him a tray covered in white linen. Lita didn’t have time to register what was on the tray or the fact that he

vibrated with the reverberation. Air

like waste, Carlisle, Maxim growled over

don’t you find? Carlisle inclined his head a touch, with a terrible grin, “But I also wanted to see her reaction.” He pointed a solitary finger at Lita and the whole table turned. All eyes

does make for an amusing night, Maxim huffed

She couldn’t stop staring at the body on the floor. Or the manN who wiped his hands on his napkin as he tucked himself back into the table beside her. Or the men who stepped forward to bring the

Promise Not to Hold

better clarity now that he wasn’t running. Five wolves closed in on two. His heart slowed. One was Nyx. He leapt before he could even think. Her legs were bloodied, her stance slipping as she forced more weight on her injuries. Her eyes raged red as he nuzzled

Midnight chanted

I’m here. I’m okay.

it?

dead, Alpha.

know who the other wolf was as if just noticing him at Nyx’s side. But if they