Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha – Chapter 4
From my father’s description, the texture and scent would be different during these three days -sweet, not salty, and silky smooth, not sticky. We’d rub it in like some supernatural magical lotion and let it dry.
Outside the cabin, the mated pairs would feast and dance, day and night, excitement building, looking forward to the final night when we would emerge. And when we came out, we’d literally be swarmed, the females to her and the males to me, eager to transfer our combined essence of love-making from our skin to theirs. And the more they gathered, the better chance they had of conceiving, so it usually became quite physical.
When we had transferred all we could from our skin to theirs, the mated pairs would break away and copulate. Hell, most of them probably wouldn’t even make it home before they coupled together. Sometimes in fur. Sometimes in skin. Or a combination of both.
owever they could.
wn in the chair next to him, pouring myself a glass of
mates had tried containing the liquid on small towels, to be given out to the mated pairs, but it didn’t work. The magic could only be maintained on our living flesh. And I would never deprive them of this opportunity for pups. Nor would I allow my Luna to deprive
use.
newed sense of purpose. There was no time to waste. I needed to get to work. And I knew just wh
nd raised an eyebrow knowingly. “Going to the dungeon?”
o join me?”
tonight, son.”
in the work I enjoyed.
wolves would break first.
orced door and pushed it aside. Our dungeon wasn’t really a dungeon, per se, just a cement, steel-clad underground bunker with several,
nd tilted my head, eyeing the violent machines that could twist and break either a Wolf or human in so many inventive ways. My lips curled into a sly grin.
their heads, wrists burning from the attached silver clamps.
of war.
angs, and spat out on the ground around us. It was quite a gory picture.
ry much to get what I wanted.
dirty hair hanging in her face, her chest heaved as she tried to breathe through the pain of her wounds.
at me.”
mine. Even in her agony, it was clear-she was not broken. She glared at me defiantly, chin rais
Alpha’s daughter…” I stopped. And glanced over at Dagger, my general in charge of the enforcers and our army. “Please tell me you’ve at least determined her name.”
made him ruthless and effective.
Hycinth. Fifteen. Unshifted.”
young.
sentence, “Yes, the Alpha’s daughter, Hycinth. Where can I find her?”
r tell you anything that helps you find that little gir
domen, a gleaming red streak of blood following my path. She flinched but didn’t back down.
es who end up in my dungeon. They become a treat for every unmated male who would like to practice his skills…or enjoy his fetishes. And when the males are done taking turns with you, their wolves will begin. Unfortunately, they are not quite so delicate with soft skin and flesh. It can get quite messy. But, no matter. You
e. It wouldn’t be a big leap for people who liked to gossip to embellish the details.
he f**k out of me. Blue eyes bore into mine as she snarled fiercely, “I’ll f**k you, your men, their wolves…and even the dogs before I tell you a damn thing!” She spoke with a passion that burned, hidden, but close
her body to be used in unimaginable ways, than ever be disloyal.
incredible asset, value beyond any definable monetary worth.”
wolf could handle my anger, but she didn’t know what to do with my praise.
ill be buried with honor.” Before she could say anything further, I released a knife from my sleeve and drove it into her heart.
d, dead.