Page 123 of Psycho Alphas: Part One

I wanted her to see that.

THIRTY-ONE

THISTLE

I found Rogue in the basement in his cage andwith the muzzle on—which seemed like overkill, but then again, this whole place was overkill central.

I hurried across the broad, cool room toward him. Bunny was in my fist, and I was hyper-aware of the little sketchbook and pencil I had tucked into his pouch.

Everythingwas different, now—because of the sketchbook, and because I think Knox might… might really like me.

“Knox said I could visit tonight if I wanted,” I said as I reached the bars. “Said he didn’t mind at all.”

Rogue had, to my delight, got to his feet to meet me. He raised an eyebrow, glancing between the bars and me with a snort. “Bet he didn’t.”

For a moment, I was totally swept away by his looks again. Honied bourbon lingered in the air. His sweep of pale hair was pushed back, and I could see the dark bruising on his neck, dipping into the neckline of his shirt. There were two splitwounds on his cheek that were scabbing over, blossoming dark bruises around them. From the beating he’d taken for me.

It was almost dizzying, looking up at him and those rugged scars, with those teal eyes holding mine. Next, maybe I could ask Knox for some coloured pencils, and I’d be able to recreate the fascinating way the tan of his skin turned to purple and green.

“Are you okay?” he asked, palm brushing my cheek through the bars. I leaned into the touch, feeling a breath of relief at the contact.

I’d been with Knox all day, but Rogue’s touch was different.

Because he was my scent match?

Or just because I needed more than one Alpha?

I wasn’t sure.

“How much do you think he’s gonna want for the cage and the muzzle?” I asked.

“What do you mean?”

“He wanted a blowjob for the muzzle, you think I could?—”

“No.”

“But I could get you out?—”

“I’d rather rot.”

I narrowed my eyes. “Did you guys used to fuck?”

Rogue’s eyebrows shot up and his touch dropped, finger curling beneath my chin. “Did wewhat?”

“You hate each other waayyy too much, and you were into seeing him bang me. Did you break his heart or something?”

A grin was spreading on Rogue’s face. “I haven’t fucked Knox, no.”

“Wouldyou fuck Knox?” I prodded. “You did say he was good looking.”

Rogue chuckled. “I’d be in a better position by now if our issues were romantic.”

“Oh.” Huh. “You think so?”

“I can be charming when I need to be.”

“So, uh… you don’t want anyone else?”

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