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Just like she killed Maize.

When she comes down, I’m back on my knees and pulling her in my lap. I raise her up and down with my hands on her ass, squeezing and kneading the flesh. She hisses, probably from me smacking her ass before, but she doesn’t tell me to stop. My mouth comes down on her, needing to taste her, and she opens instantly, letting me in. My chest rumbles in approval as our tongues tangle together, and she echoes it, all the while I’m dropping her back down on my cock. She moans into my mouth, and I devour the sound, bouncing her harder. She pulls back on a gasp, her pussy tightens around me again and I groan, my grip tuning bruising. She wraps her arms around my neck, burying her face there as she bites down.

My release spills inside of her, and I can feel the smirk she’s hiding, knowing she just caused me to come quicker than I wanted.

Does my little wolf think she has the upper hand?

I throw her down and hover above her, looking at the lightness in her eyes and pausing for a moment to take it in.

When she wiggles on my cock, I smirk. “Playtime starts now, and when I’m done, you will be waking up with my cock still inside of you.”

Forty Four

Rhea

IglareatDariusas he comes out of the bathroom, steam billowing behind him as he rubs his hair with a towel. He’s fully dressed, and I suddenly realize that I haven’t once seen him fully naked since my heat.

He notices my glaring eyes, roaming before he meets my eyes. “Morning, little wolf.” He smirks down at me, and my anger spikes.

“Don’t ‘morning little wolf’ me, you prick.” I walk over to him and kick him in the shin. I’m barefoot, so I doubt it does anything. “Don’t you ever fucking lock me in a room again.” The soreness between my thighs has me shifting on my feet, and Darius eyes the movement, a gleam to his eyes.

“Are you sore?” I huff. “Ahh, sore but satisfied,” he rumbles. “Good.” Damn male.

I move over to the bed and sit on the edge, everything coming back to me from last night. Darius was true to his word and didn’t let me rest all night until I passed out, until I woke up with his cock still inside of me. I rub a hand against my mouth.

I killed Maize.

I didn’t control myself and get information out of her, I didn’t ask about Kade.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

“Hey.” Darius is in front of me now, looking down at me with worry in his eyes. “It doesn’t matter.”

“It does matter. Gods, what did I do?” I bring my hands up to cover my face. I was reckless, I shouldn’t have killed her and kept her alive. She could have been my chance to get Kade, to find out if she knows where the rest of my pack are. But I was too far gone with thinking about her and Darius together, about them…mating.

I couldn’t stop the rage, the need to end her.

Hands grab my own, removing them from my face as Darius crouches before me. “Would it have been better that Maize was still alive, yes. Would it have been better to interrogate her to gather information, also yes. But, little wolf, when I sent her up to that room.” I tense, and he reaches for my thighs, squeezing them. “I was going to do those things anyway.” My brows furrow, and he sighs. “I was ordered by the Highers to mate with her.” A growl bursts free from my throat before I can stop it. He chuckles, I glare. “I agreed at that moment, because if I didn’t people would get hurt.”

“Who?” I whisper. He says nothing. “Who, Darius?”

He sighs. “My men, and Kade.” My heart lodges in my throat. They are hurting Kade, my fear of that now a reality. And his men once again, held over him to keep him in line. I swallow roughly as Darius stokes down my thighs. “I didn’t want that, so I agreed. I didn’t expect Charles to turn up here, or Maize to be with him to mate. I told her to come up here to this room where I planned to get as much information out of her, under the guise of eventually mating with her. That wasnevergoing to happen,“ he says forcefully, needing me to hear him. I look into his eyes and see no lies there, only see the truth. But is he just saying this? Can I trust his words? “Believe me, little wolf, I wouldn’t touch her like that. Just like I told you.” I think back to how he helped me calm down. I think back to his reaction to her death. He wasn’t angry, only angry that I put myself in danger. I nod at him, and he releases a breath. “When I had the information from her, her head was mine, but you got there first. How did you get out of our room?”

“I undid your power.”

His jaw ticks. “Smart. Dangerous, but smart.”

“What happened, tell me everything.” My hands clench in my lap

“Charles knows Sarah is missing. He wants me to look for her again, that I have no choice but to do so. He knows I’m pulling away from him, from his authority, but I don’t think he knows why.” That’s good, at least. “He keeps threatening to make me a Higher, to take a seat.”

“Wouldn’t being a Higher help us with what we are trying to do?” I ask.

He thinks for a moment. “No. I would be bound to Charles if I became a Higher. I would be in an oath to protect him, to not harm him. Which defeats the point of what we are trying to do. I also don’t want to become one, as I’ve told you. Even more so now after finding out that my father was involved with whatever Charles is doing. What they arealldoing.“ His eyes darken, rage brimming underneath the surface of his skin. “My father, what did he do?”

I look away. I don’t think this is the time for this conversation.

“Rhea, tell me.”