Den of Sorrows by Quinn Loftis

Author:Quinn Loftis [Loftis, Quinn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2016-03-25T04:00:00+00:00

Drake looked at the door from where he sat on the couch in his room. He’d not been expecting any visitors at this late hour.

"It's unlocked," he said, knowing whoever was on the other side would hear him clearly.

His Alpha walked in and closed the door quietly behind him. Drake took in the grim look on Decebel’s face and knew that he wasn't there to talk about mission strategy. He was there to deal with Drake’s wolf.

"How are you doing?" Decebel asked him as he walked over and took the empty seat to the left of the couch. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees.

Drake wasn't one for lying, so he told his Alpha straightforward, "I'm tired."

"You've been fighting a long time," Decebel offered. "You are allowed to be tired."

Drake knew he didn't just mean fighting physical battles, though, of those, he’d seen plenty. Decebel also meant he'd been fighting the darkness that all of the males of their kind lived with until they found their true mate.

"Can you handle this, Drake—all the killing, blood, and the adrenaline rush from those kills? Is it going to push your wolf over the edge?"

He leaned forward, mimicking the pose of the other wolf. "I'm not feral. My wolf can last a little longer," Drake told him. He watched his Alpha’s eyes for any indication of Decebel’s thoughts. Ultimately it was up to his Alpha as to whether Drake would continue with the others. Drake had not mentioned to Decebel that lately he’d been feeling a call to be included in this mission—that there was something pulling him to the US. He and Decebel hadn't been pack mates long, but Drake respected him and even liked him and trusted him. So why didn’t he just tell his Alpha?

"Then, perhaps, I should ask you whether you want to be in on this mission?"

Perceptive Alpha, Drake thought dryly. "I need to be in on this mission, Decebel." Drake met his Alpha’s eye for a count of three before averting his gaze. "Something is calling to me."

Decebel stared at him for several minutes, just watching him. Drake didn't fidget under the stare. There was no reason to fidget. He knew his place and was comfortable in it. Decebel was more dominant, not by a lot—but by enough. Drake and his wolf were fine with that.

"You will let me know if it becomes too much." It wasn't a question.

"I will," he agreed.

Decebel bid him goodnight and Drake was once again alone with his thoughts. He leaned back and rested his head on the back of the couch. His eyes closed and he let out a long breath. He was tired of being alone. Mate, his wolf rumbled inside of him. Yes, the wolf inside wanted their mate just as badly as the man. Just imagining her, there with them on the couch, wrapped in his arms, chased away a tiny bit of the coldness beginning to claim him. To feel her touch and breathe in her scent as it wrapped around him would be heaven.

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