Page 6 of Ensnaring Their Rabbit

I sucked in a deep breath, gulping in every last bit of lingering alpha scent. Most of the alphas here smelled off. A little sour, just wrong. While the two wolves didn’t smell natural exactly, their scent didn’t turn me off at all. I started to pump my cock while I kept one ear on the fight, hoping they were okay.

My hole was so empty. It needed a knot. I knew there would be no real relief until that happened, but maybe my fingers would take the edge off?

It would make running even harder but did that even matter anymore? I was dead anyway. My only chance of surviving this was the two wolf brothers, and even then…I didn’t know them at all. They could easily use me and then kill me. I found myself willing to take the risk.

I bent over, the fingers on my free hand just teasing around my hole. Instantly they were covered in slick. I pushed two in, already knowing it wouldn’t be enough.

In the distance I heard some shifter scream, maybe some kind of primate. It wasn’t a bear, big cat, or wolf, that I was sure. The howls that followed were all wolf, though. My wolves. I closed my eyes and started to fuck myself with my fingers as I jerked myself off with my other hand.

A little voice inside my head reminded me that we were still in danger. That I needed to be alert. But I couldn’t concentrate on anything until some of this pain went away. Just a little relief, and then I could focus on surviving. I’d be quick.

I channeled all my energy on coming. The quicker I did it, the quicker I’d get my senses back enough to focus. At least, I hoped. The pleasure began building up, and just as my orgasm reached the peak and I began shooting all over my hand, I heard a noise. A little gasp, followed by a “fuck.” I quickly dropped my still halfway hard dick and fell into a crouch. I wished I could shift, but it seemed like that part of me was locked away. I concentrated on my senses then, and that’s when I noticed the different smell. There was a little bit of that sourness the others had, but it wasn’t as strong. He also smelled like dirt, and the outside air and the city, something none of these prisoners would smell like. There was no animal scent either. It was a human.

I stayed perfectly still even though the human obviously knew where I was. Why was he here? I thought back to my panicked run through the prison. I wasn’t paying a lot of attention, but I was pretty sure I hadn’t seen any humans or guards around at all. I vaguely remembered them all locking themselves on the other side of the steel walls, leaving me on this side, vulnerable and alone. So why was a human here now? I heard footsteps. Human ones, but I knew it wasn’t the alpha wolf from before. These were heavy, like he was wearing boots, and uneven like maybe he had a limp. They were coming from the opposite direction the alpha went.

The human came into my eyeline. He was wearing a guards uniform. He also had a gun, cuffs, and a taser on his belt and some kind of remote in his hand.

“Oh fuck. I can see why these animals went feral for you. You really do look delicious.”

He took a step toward me, but I wasn’t taking any chances. One of the first things you learned growing up in the shifter slums was to never trust a human, and I sure as fuck wasn’t trusting one with a gun and a taser and whatever else, while I was naked, in heat, and vulnerable. Humans didn’t go through heats or ruts like shifters did, but from what we all heard growing up, they were still affected by omega pheromones when we were in heat. They tended to end up in their own version of rut where they lost all control and would attack the omega. And unlike the alpha shifters who grew up learning how to control their ruts, even if some of them were pure shit at it, the humans had no way of knowing what was happening, and it made them even more dangerous to a vulnerable omega who wasn’t in a position to defend themselves. We were always told to make sure no humans were around when we were in heat. And now a fucking prison guard was following me, his eyes already unfocused and reeking of lust and precum.

I ran in the direction I could hear the wolves had gone in, since they were my only help. I made it about five steps when the most excruciating pain I ever felt rocked my body, causing me to collapse to my knees, as jolts of electricity rocked my body.

CHAPTER5

RIVEN

The gorilla laylimp on the ground. It wasn’t dead. Even with the beginnings of a rut coursing through Reeve and I, we weren’t strong enough to kill him, but he was incapacitated, and that was enough. It had to be. We had to get our mate back to our cell, where he would at least be somewhat safe. Then we had to claim him.

My wolf didn’t think bringing him to the cell was necessary. He thought just the bite on his neck would be enough. Maybe under normal circumstances with normal alphas it would be, but not here. The bite would mean nothing. The lure of Mate’s scent and the slick dripping down his naked pale thighs were way more inticing to these fuckers. At least in our cell we had some control. We could make sure he was as safe as possible while being locked on our knots.

I turned away from the gorilla to go find my mate when an excruciating–and very human–scream stopped me in my tracks. Mate.

Snarling, I took off. Reeve, still in his man form, ran after me, ready for anything.

Mate was on the ground, hunched over in pain. His body was shaking uncontrollably, little twitches I was familiar with. Behind him stood one of the guards, Erikson, the remote that controlled our fucking collars in his hand and an evil grin on his face.

I saw red. Howdarehe hurt our mate. Howdarethey collar him and humiliate him the way they love to humiliate us. I didn’t even realize I was growling until Reeve came close to me and squeezed my nape in warning. I couldn’t stop it completely, but I managed to tone it down some. I didn’t want to frighten Mate.

Erikson’s eyes flashed toward us, clearly surprised to see my brother in his man form.

“What the fuck, Balthazar?” He seethed, calling Reeve by our last name, “How the fuck did you shift?” His finger was on that fucking button again, and we both started to growl. I didn’t know if he was going for Reeve’s collar or Mate’s, but either way he’d lose a fucking hand if he tried.

“Don’t even fucking think about it,” my brother snapped, taking a step forward.

Erikson laughed. “You don’t have the power here, inmate. I could do whatever the fuck I want.”

“Except, you’re not supposed to be here now, are you? The warning bell hasn’t gone off. And no one else has shifted back. Does the warden know you snuck past the walls so you can, what? Try to get the omega for yourself? I wonder what he’d think about that?”

Erikson’s expression turned deadly. “You even try to tell him and you’ll find yourself in solitary for a fucking month, inmate.”

My brother shrugged. “You’ll be dead. We both know that. If not us, any of these assholes will be happy to get their hands on you. So who’s gonna reinforce that threat?”

Erikson took a step toward my brother, this time with the baton. I wondered why he wasn’t using the remote to activate the collar? Our mate moaned then, and my attention fully went to him. Reeve could take care of himself. I used Erikson’s distraction to get closer to Mate.

I whined, hating to see him in pain. He forced his head up and met my wolf’s eyes, his gray ones hazy with pain and his heat. It physically hurt seeing him like this, and my wolf was screaming at me to fix it. I didn’t know what to do, so I gave into my wolf and licked his face.

Mate laughed weakly even as he wrinkled his nose, causing my wolf to preen. We made Mate happy.

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