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ALPHA'S CLAIM Forty Nine
Tasha woke to the feel of a hot mouth kissing her nape and a large hand sliding up and down her bare thigh. Images of last night flashed in front of her eyes, feeding the need that was building in her system. A moan slipped out of her when Onyx's hand dipped between her legs and his finger slid between her folds. But when she shifted to try to take that finger inside her, he withdrew his hand—a message that he was leading here. Cheeky shit had done stuff like that all night. When an impish idea whispered into her mind, she smiled. “God, that feels so good, John,” she rasped. Instantly she was flipped onto her back and there was an extremely pissed male draped over her. As she laughed uncontrollably beneath him, realization dawned on Onyx. He narrowed his eyes. “That was sneaky. And who the fuck is John?” “No idea. I was just paying you back for teasing me—again.” He spoke against he
ALPHA'S CLAIM Fifty
As she entered the room, Royd straightened from where he’d been leaning against the wall and came toward her wearing a devilish grin—yep, he had every intention of flirting with her to annoy Onyx, just like he did to all the mated females to provoke their mates. Well, it wasn’t so much flirting as delivering cheesy lines, but it had the desired effect on the mated males. She halted him with a look. “Royd, if you value your life, you won’t aggravate him right now.” Not while Onyx was being forced to cope with her being in the presence of a number of males, particularly when two of them were unmated. Possessiveness would be haunting him, just as it did her when Sansa was around. Royd, to her surprise, raised his hands in surrender and dropped his smile. “Okay, fine, but I was just going to give you a little kiss. If you don’t like it, you can always return it.” “Royd." “Watch it, blondie,” warned
ALPHA'S CLAIM Fifty One
Tasha had always been good at defusing situations and calming tempers, which was ironic considering her own temper was pretty bad. However, defusing any arguments that occurred between Tala and Sansa took a great deal of effort—something Tasha had quickly come to learn over the last four weeks. As such, she was tapping her foot impatiently while she stood between the two females in the living area who ranted at each other, pointing fingers and scowling. Meeting her mate’s gaze, who was sitting on the sofa looking both amused and exasperated, Tasha a struggled not to laugh at the insults being exchanged. Sansa had done exactly as Trevon had said she would—she’d tried extremely hard to become close friends with Tasha. But when that hadn’t worked, she had instead taken to trying to provoke Tasha with sugar-coated insults and backhanded compliments that had been so cleverly delivered they sounded totally innoce
ALPHA'S CLAIM Fifty Two
A few hours later, Tasha was sitting on her sofa drinking coffee and watching with a smile as Kass lay protectively where Ara was playing with his toys on the carpet with Royd and Tala. Although Ara wouldn’t be able to use his gift of healing psychological scars until he was much older, he still oozed a feeling of safety that attracted anyone with such scars. It was safe to say that Kass had some. As was often the case, the living area was pretty crowded. Tasy, Trevon and Ethan were on the sofa. Lreta and Kate had each taken an armchair. And Tao and Sansa had each dragged in one of the dining chairs. Sansa had also brought in a spare chair, and Tasha was pretty sure it was supposed to be for Onyx—who was currently in the kitchen speaking with Eli on his cell phone. Tasha had to give it to her, the bitch was certainly persistent. She supposed that in Sansa's eyes, it was Tasha who was the one interfering. Sansa had most likely view
ALPHA'S CLAIM Fifty Three
Tasha didn’t enjoy seeing anyone in pain, she really, really didn’t. But as she watched with Tala and Ethan as Onyx and Trevon circled the human tied to a chair in her spare bedroom, she didn’t feel in the least bit disturbed to know he would soon be in bad shape. For one thing, the guy—Ray was his name, according to his driver’s license—was pure evil. He’d spent the past half hour boasting about how many shifters he’d beaten up in his time and about how easy it was breaking into the salon and how much fun he’d had smashing it up. Then there was the little detail that he kept calling her a slut and condemning to hell any “spawn of the devil” she was impregnated with. And why would he be so bold? He was convinced that Onyx wouldn’t hurt him for fear of repercussions. Also, he was too crazy to be smart enough to be scared. “It’s a shame my beta's not here,” said Tala. The Beta’s skills as an interrogator were well known. “He could have this guy si
ALPHA'S CLAIM Fifty Four
Watching from his spot on the patio step as the wolf with the salt-and-pepper fur—Royd—earned himself a swipe from a dark wolf with creamy markings——Onyx could only laugh. Despite Royd’s wolf’s efforts to tempt the other wolf to play, he wasn’t successful. The wolf was much too serious for that, just like his large gray Alpha who was currently watching two jet-black wolves—Trevon and Teo wrestle playfully. Similarly, the red she-wolf and the dark-gray she-wolf—Tasha and Kass, were leaping at one another playfully. Many of the wolves had decided to go on a short pack run on the land behind Tasha's home, sticking close to the house, but Onyx was much too wary to shift while it was quite possible that one, if not all, of the rebels were in fact a threat. Over the past three weeks, he had watched them closely without giving any indication that he suspected them of anything. He’d come to learn that Jesse was surly an
ALPHA'S CLAIM Fifty Five
With Onyx out of earshot, Tala turned to Trevon. “Am I right in thinking that part of his problem is that he doesn’t want to share Tasha?” “Yup. Plus, Onyx prefers being alone.” Trevon sighed. “If he had his way, the two of them would be holed up somewhere together and no one would ever bother them. But that’s never going to happen. Onyx’s strength draws people to him, always has and always will. If you had seen the way he organized all the groups in juvie…Even the older ones followed him. There was only one guy, who wouldn’t—Nick had to challenge him, and though he never meant it to go that far, he killed him. Onyx never elected himself as leader, never tried to be one, but everyone made him one. And I’m going to do the same now. If he won’t take on the position, I’ll make him do it in my own subtle way.”He’s not going to like it,” said Tala, but she was smiling. “How can I help?” As her mom did her woe-is-me routine complete with de
ALPHA'S CLAIM Fifty Six
Wondering why Tasha was taking so long, Onyx intended to go upstairs in search of her—followed closely by Sansa, who was jabbering on about something or other. When he reached the hallway and heard footsteps on the stairs, he was expecting to see Tasha. His mouth dropped open at the sight he found. “Kass?” Reaching the bottom of the stairs, she smiled a little awkwardly, as if unsure what reception she’d receive. He pulled her into a huge hug. “Hey.” When her arms went around him, he swallowed hard. Seeing Tasha smiling at him, he mouthed, “Thank you.” He didn’t have to ask to know that she had something to do with it. Tasha was enjoying watching Onyx and Kass chattering away and doing that sibling teasing thing…until Sansa came to her side, making her automatically tense slightly. Her wolf bared her teeth. *It’s so amazing,” said Sansa, gesturing to Kass. “We don’t see her in her human form often. Even when she changes, she often ke
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