Page 17 of Knot my Alphas

“Please don’t do this,” I say in a low, panic-stricken voice. “A drug that affects my hormones can kill me. My doctor warned me against taking blockers or suppressors of any kind.”

Callahan sneers at me. “You think I’m going to trust you?” he says. “You claimed to be a beta when we first met. I’m sorry, my lovely rose, but you’ll have to prove yourself to me before I can trust you.”

“Why do you have to be so impatient?” I ask. “You told me about loving my mother but you never said why she chose to mate with another alpha. Were you too impatient with her as well? Or was it because she realized you were a vile, disgusting monster?”

Something flickers through his eyes.

“Please don’t do this tonight,” I beg. “You can wait.”

He takes in a sharp breath and closes his eyes. “I wish I could wait,” he says in an almost regretful tone. When he opens his eyes again, I see them glazed with desire. “You just smell so good,” he says. “And you speak too much about being another alpha’s mate. I don’t want you thinking of anyone but me. My touch is the only one you must crave.”

He lays a hand over my chest and stares deep into my eyes. “I must have you right away.”

“No.”

“Don’t move or it’ll hurt way more than it has to.”

Tears seep from the corners of my eyes. My mind screams for me to fight but my body refuses to respond. Callahan’s dominance rolls off him in waves, keeping me trapped underneath him.

I feel the touch of the cold needle.

Maybe this is for the best, I think as hopelessness washes over. The drug will surely kill me. At this moment, I’d rather die than be mated to a monster like him.

Julian’s face bursts in my mind, making me squeeze my eyes shut from the pain. He was the first person to really understand me and protect me. I can no longer imagine a life without him in it.

I feel the sting of the needle as it breaks my skin.

My thoughts go to Damon next. He’s always so unrestrained and unpredictable, smelling of gunpowder and sweet smoke. I love running my fingers through his wild crimson locks and staring into his intense amber eyes.

I want to hold onto his image but a burning sensation makes me open my eyes.

Callahan hovers over me, watching me intently. The empty syringe lies on the bed next to me.

The drug rapidly mixes into my bloodstream. I can feel it flowing through my veins like liquid fire, causing my body to heat up from deep within.

“What’s happening to me?” I moan as my muscles start cramping.

“The drug is working its magic,” Callahan says. “You’ll be ready in no time.”

A deep throbbing erupts in my pussy followed by an intense cramp in my lower belly. The pain reminds me of the time I collapsed in the kitchen.

The pain intensifies, making me clutch at the sheet underneath me.

Callahan watches me with a fascinated look on his face. He’s nothing but a monster who feeds off his victim’s misery.

“It hurts,” I moan.

“I’ll make it all better,” he says, leaning down to swipe his tongue over my cheek.

“Don’t do this to me,” I say through a sob.

“Sshh,” he croons, running his hand along my thigh. “I’ll make you feel so, so good.”

The touch of his skin is surprisingly cool and soothing against my heated skin. A moan escapes me, the sound jerking me out of the daze that seems to have fallen over me.

“Your scent is growing stronger,” Callahan groans, digging his erection into my stomach. “You’re close to reaching your heat.”

He starts opening the buttons of my shirt. A cool draft skims over my naked skin as the fabric falls away, exposing my breasts to him.