Page 5 of Embraced By the Alpha Pack

“Remember how we couldn’t figure out how Roxy got out of the holding cell?” Ethan growls through gritted teeth, staring up at Philip. “This fucknut let the bitch loose after he fucked her. By the smell of it, he’s still fucking her. He’s psycho pussytized.”

Arching a brow, I stare at my brother. “So this asshole let her loose because she fucked him.” I stare at our beta disappointed in him. “You realize you have put your Luna and the pack in danger by what you have done.” Narrowing my eyes, I nod at Ethan and he lowers the beta to the ground so he can answer.

“I’d do it again. Roxy should be Luna, not some turned wolf.” He grits his teeth, attempting to growl at Ethan.

Walking towards us, I see Grace. She absolutely looks feral. Her eyes glow with the power of her wolf and its fur races along the length of her arms. “You realize the skank is sleeping with my ex, right? She doesn’t love you. She used you to get free.” Grace’s moves are slow and calculated as she sizes the male up, watching his every move and reaction.

“She loves me.” He screams, fighting against Ethan’s grip.

Grace laughs and it honestly sounds like she’s a little unhinged. “Love? She doesn’t know the meaning of the word. You’re a means to an end.” Grace looks around at the gathered pack mates, then back to the beta. “Where’s your precious Roxy now? Why doesn’t she challenge me for your life?” Grace gets in Philip’s face and bares her elongated canines at him in challenge.

“She loves me, and she’ll kill you.” He leans forward and growls in her face.

Time seems to slow as she turns to look up at Ethan. Her eyes shift back to their human blue. “This beta has threatened the life of the packs, Luna. He has assisted in the escape of an accomplice of the person who assisted in my abduction and almost murder.” She turns her murderous gaze on me and I feel a chill run down my spine. “Griff, what is the punishment befitting his crime?”

“Death.” Falls from my lips and I watch the color drain from Philip’s face.

Grace looks up at Ethan again and nods her head slightly. That motion set the beast loose. Ethan snaps Philip’s neck with minimal effort and lets his body hit the wood deck. The thud echoes in the silence as our pack mates stare on.

I move to stand before them and raise my hands to get their attention. “The safety of the pack is our priority. Anyone that would undermine the structure and the safety of everyone will be punished to the full extent of pack law. We have endured attacks by rogues apparently assisted by some of our own. Innocent people have been harmed, and others killed indiscriminately.” I watch the reaction of our pack mates and they nod and go about their way.

“Pack law is tough but fair.” Ethan rests a hand on my shoulder, the same hand that took the betrayer’s life.

“It is, but I don’t always like metering it out.” I glance over at my twin as I watch Grace in the background jump on Conrad’s back and run off.

Ethan steps into my field of view. “You need to fix the bond. If you need me, I’ll be right there with you.” The fucker smirks and heads into the house. On his right shoulder I can see dried blood, and I know our mate had spent time with my identical twin in my absence. I’m jealous…

The opening and closing of car doors catch my attention and I watch Nic load his mother and daughter into his car to take them home. Looking across to the guest house, I stare at it for several moments.

This week can make or break two bonds.

Hopefully, everything works out for the best.

Chapter 4

Grace

-Love bites (and so do I)—Halestorm-

Two days later…

Barrett and Conrad did their best to sate my desire, just like Ethan did before them. This hunger deep within me is almost maddening. Griffin is the last man standing, and I need to find him. Stalking through the house, I catch his scent and start following it. I weave through the rooms, tracking my mate, and it’s making me anxious.

Suddenly, I’m shoved against the wall and pinned in place. “Whatcha doing, baby girl? Looking for someone?” Griffin’s voice is rough and hot against my ear. His body presses mine against the wall, pinning me in place. His wolf’s growl escapes his lips as he bites the back of my neck. He shoves his knee between my legs from behind, forcing them to spread. The heat from his thick cock pressed against my ass makes my core pulse with anticipation. I can feel my fluids run down the inside of my thigh.

“I was looking for you, Griff. I need you…” My voice is a whine and I press my ass back against his crotch, getting his engorged cock to rest between my ass cheeks.

His deep inhale is almost as hot as his body pressing me to the wall. “I can smell your need, baby girl.” He slides a hand up my body to grip my throat from the front as I feel him move and hear his belt come undone.

The clang of the buckle hitting the floor makes me arch my body. Soft rustling of material is the next thing I hear, then the sound of his dress pants hitting the floor. Ripping is the next clear sound, and I can only guess he tore his boxers free from his body. Griff kisses my shoulder as I feel the tip of his cock being slid between my legs. “Someone is soaked for their alpha.” His free hand grips my hips and changes my angle until he can prod my entrance with only an inch or two of his shaft.

“Griff please … I need you… I need to feel you in me…” I don’t like this whiney side of me, but the urge to be fucked by my alpha is throwing all of my inhibitions to the wind.

“I need you to present baby girl…” His tone has changed and the wave of alpha power almost makes my knees give out.

Griff is sliding a few inches of his cock in and out of me, but not deep enough to sate me. The word present and submit echo in my head. My wolf is whining in my head, needing the connection with our alpha. Damn this heat. “Okay, I will…” The minute I agree, he releases me and I take off running down the hall to his bedroom. I throw off the tee shirt I was wearing and climb up on the bed with my ass in the air, waiting for him.

The stomping of Griffin’s boots tells me he’s almost here. “Baby gi…” The nickname dies on his lips as he enters his bedroom and slams the door behind him. The bed shifts and I feel the heat of his body behind me. He slides his hand from my tailbone down my spine to between my shoulders and something settles within me. The power dynamic between us has been settled. He is my alpha and I am his Luna. Without warning, he thrusts forward, sinking himself almost knot deep. He keeps himself buried deep within me, holding me down on the bed. “My baby girl.”

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