Praise for
CORRUPTED
Alpha’s Claim, Book Five
“Prepare to fall in love with the villain. To obsess over every interaction, and to read the book from cover to cover, over and over again!” –NYT bestselling author, Anna Zaires
“Better than a dark lover running their thumb across your bottom lip. Get on your knees and read.” - USA TODAY bestselling author, Myra Danvers
“Unconventional, passionate, thrilling! You’ll be hooked from the first page!” –USA TODAY bestselling author, Alta Hensley
“A twisted and tantalizingly sensual treat that I devoured in one day!” –USA TODAY bestselling author, Zoe Blake
Corrupted
Alpha’s Claim, Book Five
Addison Cain
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Illustrations by Zakuga
Cover art by Raven Designs
Photography by Wander Aguiar
For my darling husband. I appreciate everything you do.
And for Sharlene, who is a saint for putting up with my sometimes wild schedule.
Contents
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
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“Twisted and perversely hot!”
- NYT Bestselling author Anna Zaires
1 Bernard Dome
Awakening to the most glorious feelings of delight, Brenya smiled, nestling closer to what made the world perfect and new. Warm and protected, surrounded in scent, everything was lovely .
Fingers tripped down her spine, a satiny purr moving through her.
Fulfillment, conquest. Triumphant emotions stronger than any she’d ever known brought a satisfied flush to her cheeks and made her hum.
Until she realized they weren’t hers.
Sucking in air as if suddenly drowning, finding her body was not floating but actually in a great deal of discomfort, Brenya mentally flailed in the river of another person’s emotions.
“Shhhhhh.”
It hit her stronger, the alien sentiment. It swept her panic aside as if her own much weaker feelings were meaningless.
“Don’t fight it.”
A forceful psyche prevailed.
Jacques.
Finding herself back in his rooms, in his bed, naked, was shock enough to stop the heart. Realizing none of those wonderful feelings had been real, broke it.
This was not right. She was supposed to be free. She’d gotten out, flown a craft. Why was she not in Thólos repairing their Dome?
Someone was inside her skin, and though she held her fingers up before her face and found she could control them, the invasion was there all the same.
“Take a deep breath.” Jacques’ hand came to her chest. When she obeyed, he added, “Good, now take another.”
Calm—he was inundating her body with manipulative calm.
Brenya’s next blink led to warm drips marking her temples. Staring up in horror, she whispered, “What have you done to me?”
Leaning over, his golden hair loose and spilling around her face, Jacques smiled. Brushing his lips over her eyes, he kissed away her tears. “Made you mine, Brenya. You’re mine completely now. My pair-bonded mate.”
Estrous, the ship, bottles of water rolling over the floor… the Beta warning her not to open the door.
Hours of unbearable pain…
The memories were foggy with only flashes she might piece together, but a thrusting body had been on top of her. Someone had saved her from the pit of hell. Or had they dragged her to it? “It was you….”
“I was only a few hours behind you.” Some of the Alpha’s triumph was replaced with dangerous resentment. “You would have never made it, you know. That vessel was no match for the speed of my ship. I have an army of Alphas conditioned to throw themselves to their deaths on my order. Not a single one even questioned a mission that drew them from the safety of the Dome. I would have invaded Thólos myself if I’d had to.”
And some of those Alphas had watched what she was beginning to remember. Shame formed in the pit of her stomach at the flashes of soldiers clad in bio-suits guarding the cockpit door.
Another with unnaturally vibrant blue eyes licking his lips as she moaned her release.
Cold, Brenya tried to turn to her side to shiver against the mattress. Jacques allowed it, settling against her back to toy with her hair and continue his internal gloating.
“I sense your dissatisfaction.” Amazed, he scoffed at the back of her head. “You mistakenly believe that I will hurt you. I can practically read your thoughts, naughty girl.”
This was a nightmare beyond comprehension, Brenya whispering, “Don’t.”
“And now you’re scared, worried, lost—internally reaching out for your mate to comfort your fears. As you should.” He rewarded her by forgetting his anger and filling her with his joy. “I never want you to feel afraid of me.”
His manipulation was so outright, she could hardly resist.
“You don’t believe me,” he spoke what he sensed, even daring to sound surprised.
How could she? Tears fell in earnest as the truth sank in. “You’re going to kill George.”
“No, mon chou.” His denial was echoed with raw internal confirmation. “The Beta is meaningless at this point.”
Daring to glance over her shoulder despite a shooting pain that followed, she gave him a pathetic “No?”
He kissed her red nose and smiled. “Don’t cry. I don’t want you to fear that there will be any retaliation for your recent… hormonal behavior. You were punished and are forgiven.”
She was humiliated. She was tired. And she was
