Unhinged Alphas: A Dark Reverse Harem Omegaverse Romance by Lenore Rosewood

Author:Lenore Rosewood [Rosewood, Lenore]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Fourteen

WRAITH

Warm. Tight. So good.

Can't... think.

Ivy.

My Ivy.

Breathe. Slow. Calm. Stay calm.

Mask is still on. Good. Safe.

She can't see.

I can't bite.

Want to bite. Mark her. Claim.

No. She hates marks.

Burned one off herself.

Would never want to be marked by a monster.

Hate myself for thinking it.

My knot. Inside her. Swollen. Locked.

Mated? Is this mating?

Her scent. Honeysuckle. Everywhere.

She moves. Whimpers.

Pleasure?

Pain?

Can't tell. Want to ask.

No voice.

Stupid.

Useless.

Her hand. On my mask.

Muscles go rigid. Freeze. Terrified.

Don't. Please⁠—

Her small hand fans out.

Gentle. Soft.

Not grabbing. Not taking.

"Wraith."

My name. On her lips. Beautiful.

Look at her face. Flushed. Lips parted. Eyes closed.

Relaxed. Safe? With me?

But I'm a monster. Scarred. Ugly.

She let me touch her.

Why?

Her eyes open. Blue-green.

Like sky and sea.

Like freedom.

She smiles. Small. Shy. "You okay?"

Nod. Can't speak. Overwhelmed.

Happy?

Scared?

Yes. Both.

She shifts. Winces.

Did I hurt her?

Panic.

No. Please no⁠—

"Shh. It's okay." Her hand. My chest. Calming. "Just... big."

Pride. Shame. Confusion. So many feelings.

What is this?

I sign clumsily. Sorry.

Her fingers. Tracing scars on my face.

Instinctively pull back, away from angel's touch.

She pauses, hand hovering.

I inch closer again.

And again, she touches me.

Touches the edge of ruin beneath my mask.

And she smiles.

Not disgusted? How?

"We'll be stuck for a while," she says. Softly. "That's normal."

Normal.

Nothing normal about this. About us.

About me.

But it feels right. Feels good.

Feels like... home.

Rest forehead on hers. Sigh.

Careful. Gentle.

Don't want to scare.

She doesn't flinch.

Miracle.

Her breath on my neck. Warm. Soothing.

Want to purr, rumble. Can only growl.

Broken.

Always broken.

But, maybe... less broken now. With her.

Hope hurts.

Hope kills.

But it's worth it. For now.

When it's just us.

Connected. Joined. One.

Home.

Pack.

Whole.

Words I never knew. Never had.

Until Ivy.

Want to tell her. Everything. Anything. Can't.

But she doesn't care. Doesn't mind.

How? Why?

I'm a monster.

A weapon. Nothing more.

Her hand. My hair. Gentle. Soothing.

Lean into touch. Like an animal.

A wolf, ears scratched for the first time.

Pathetic.

But feels so good. So right.

Never want to leave. Never want to let go.

What is this?

Not obsession. Something more.

I can't love.

But if I could…

It would be this.

Want it forever.

Selfish. Greedy.

Pull her closer. Gentle. Careful.

She sighs. Content?

Please be content.

Swear to protect. Always. With my life. My soul.

If I have one.

Maybe I do.

For the first time, I wonder.

Her breathing slows. Deepens. Asleep in my arms.

She is so small.

A sparrow in a beast's claws.

Trust. She trusts me. Why?

Can't sleep. Won't.

Must guard. Keep safe.

Watch the rise and fall of her chest.

Memorize every freckle.

Every curve.

Every scar.

The most beautiful creature to ever live.

The only good thing that exists.

Perfection in living form.

An angel.

A goddess.

The center of my universe.

She is my sun.

And I will worship her forever.

Her scent fills my lungs. Intoxicating. Addictive.

Wonder what her voice sounds like when she laughs.

When she's only happy and nothing else.

Want to hear it.

Want to hear the sound of sunshine.

Want to somehow be the cause of it.

Eyes heavy. No. Stay awake. Protect.

But she's so warm. So soft. So...

Darkness.

Peace.

And then...

Shouting. Urgent. Familiar voices.

Snap awake. On alert.

Ivy stirs.

Door bursts open. They're here.

Plague.

Thane.

Whiskey.

Frozen in doorway.

Staring. Shock. Anger? Fear?

Snarl, rage burning.

Pull Ivy closer. Instinct. Protect.

She whimpers. Still connected. Knotted.

Freeze. Can't hurt her.

But… vulnerable.

Not used to this.

Not able to protect.

No… not enemies.

Pack.

"There she is," Whiskey groans.

Ivy stirs more. Waking.

"Wraith?" she asks.

Sleepy. Confused.

Then she sees them. Tenses. Fear scent spikes.

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