Nicole was spurned to action by her baby waking and crying. Anthony’s strength pinned her down to her knees as she tried to shake him off her. Another strike from him turned her body around so that she hit the bed chest first, blood spurting from her mouth onto the sheets.
He pinned her with his own body. “You can fight all you want, but you want this. I could smell how wet you are from outside…”
Nicole tried to scream, but his forearm wrapped tightly around her throat as he hissed into her ear, “The only reason you’re still alive is because that chubby little parasite stretched you open. Those chunky hips and that loose pussy will easily make more of us.”
“Fuck…you…” she breathed, before cracking his nose with the back of her head. He groaned and faltered momentarily before wrapping around her neck again, tighter. He moved his other hand to his broken nose. He moved the now bloody dripping hand in front of her face before pressing it against her skin and wiping his blood on her.
“Like a little bit of fight in a girl…”
Nicole coughed from the restrictions to her airway, causing her to lean forward, and to her disgust, felt his erection pressing into her rear.
“No…stop!” she screamed, as the walls started to tremble. The baby’s cries were getting louder.
“That’s it,” he replied, kissing the back of her hair repeatedly as his elongated nails snipped her underwear like butter, “Try and tell me what to do now, bitch.”
Nicole cringed at the leaked tears. She couldn’t push herself up. He was too strong. A new wolf. “Shut up!” he screamed at the baby, unzipping himself with his free hand. “You’re getting a sibling…after I take mummy’s arse.”
Nicole bellowed “No!” yet again, but it was no use. She couldn’t even hear herself over the howling of the infant. The sound was so strong pieces of the ceiling were falling. She felt Anthony suddenly fall back as the sound from the baby went almost silent. She chanced a look back and saw Anthony writhing on the ground, hands on either side of his head. He removed them and looked at them. His ears were bleeding, hearing something she couldn’t. And then it came to her. The baby. Her son. The crying. It had reached some sort of sonic sound that only wolves could hear. Anthony scrambled to his feet and bolted to the door. He was backhanded hard when he flung it open, and Tynan appeared just outside. Tynan threw him from the room and he disappeared around the corner. Only then did the sound come back to Nicole’s ears and the baby had silenced himself.
“Apologies. It appears I erred in thinking young Anthony could control his primal needs. It won’t happen again, I assure you.”
“Your promises mean nothing to me.”
“How about actions? Let me fix those for you,” he said, gesturing to the wounds he saw.
“No. Go away.”
Tynan gave a short grin and moved to complete her request, before pausing. “It is time. The heads of house are here. I request you get ready and with that I bring the offer of healing you. If a pretty girl such as yourself wants to be seen without bruises, I would take the offer.”
“I don’t care what they think.”
“You realise of course, more will attempt to claim you for their own, given we can sense your arousal. Young wolves under my command especially. You will be safe in the room, but it would be best for all concerned if you allowed someone to sate your need eventually.”
“Oh for the love of…listen. Alicia told me what this is. Longing for my Alpha, some weird wolf shit. I don’t want it and it’s not my fault. Give me something to stop it or leave.”
Tynan furrowed his eyebrows. “You keep seeing Nicholas in your mind?”
“Yes!” she screeched, “but it’s supposed to be getting better not worse.” Nicole saw Tynan stiffen slightly, a curious expression on his face, before he left without another word.
Her baby was softly crying and when she held him she couldn’t have been happier or more in awe of him. She held him close, kissing his warm cheeks as her own tears flowed. “Thank you…”
*
Tynan marched across his stone walkway and towards the guard on the front tower. He looked out over the sky, the stillness. The girl’s words were perplexing. Longing was commonplace.
But to this extent over a dead wolf? This out of control? Slade had been dead for months. Unless…the unthinkable. He wasn’t and her longing was in fact a message her Alpha was still alive. Tynan had sensed no deception when she spoke of what Alicia told her. Therefore, Alicia was either unaware or keeping it from her.
“Mr Gibbs…double the guard at the gate.”
“Sir, the summit meeting?”
Tynan had secured their acceptances on many provisos. One being that each Alpha be allowed a heavy entourage in case of attack and that, while inside, Tynan’s defences would not be raised. “Do it.”
Impossible for Nicholas to be alive? Maybe. But he would be ready…just in case.
*
Bliss. That’s how Nick would describe it. No pain. No worries. It felt like only seconds passed, but he wondered if this was what heaven was like? There was no light, no darkness. He couldn’t feel his body. Only his mind. He couldn’t be dead, could he?
Almost as if answering his own question, he suddenly became aware of his body. His mind snapped back to where he now found himself, face down in a river of water. His lungs
