Wild Wolf (Darkmore Penitentiary Book 4) by Caroline Peckham & Susanne Valenti

Author:Caroline Peckham & Susanne Valenti [Peckham, Caroline & Valenti, Susanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Ink Publishing
Published: 2024-07-30T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

The moon was a blur above me as I swayed, standing in the long grass. I’d run away from the house with a burst of speed, the wine I’d drunk making me unsure exactly how far I’d moved, but it had to be pretty damn far.

My chest was cracking, letting all the twisted pain of my past slip out and ooze through me like poison. Darkmore was done with me, Rosalie didn’t need me and the moon was hell bent on destroying me. This curse likely had no answer. It was set on my death and I was fooling myself if I really thought there was a way out.

A hiccup drew my attention and I turned as Jack stumbled towards me, his shirt on backwards and torn at the collar, his still black hair standing up on one side and lipstick smeared across his mouth.

“Mason,” he said by way of greeting and I nodded, glancing over his shoulder to the vines he’d emerged from where soft moans and giggles were spilling into the night from at least three female voices.

“I see you’ve made some new acquaintances,” I said a little frostily because my own dick certainly wasn’t seeing any action and I couldn’t get the vision of Rosalie Oscura being worshipped by three other men out of my mind, the imprint of it seared onto the backs of my eyelids and taunting me with every blink.

“Umm…yeah…” Hastings shuffled awkwardly and I found myself blurting an apology at him before I could stop the words from spewing from my lips.

“I’m sorry,” I said. “For…not being the Fae you thought I was. For letting myself get embroiled with Twelve and falling for her tricks. I should have been someone you could rely on, look up to, but really I was just her pawn, falling for every sweet word, gentle caress, drop of blood…”

Hastings pursed his lips, considering my words then shrugged. “I fell for her too,” he admitted. “Tried to kiss her once.” He cleared his throat and glanced back to the giggles which came from the vines before going on. “Not that she allowed it. And honestly I can see now that I don’t fit with her. The Incubus was right about that – I’m not a match for the wildness in her. But…I think you are…sir,” he added hastily as I shot him a sharp look.

“She has her harem well stocked with three other-”

“But she still looks at you like she’s waiting for you,” he said. “She is clearly a lot of things that neither of us realised back in Darkmore but not all of those things are bad. I think she freed me when she freed herself from that place…and I think she wants to free you too, Mason. You just have to let her.”

I frowned at him, the alcohol I’d consumed making his words sound all too alluring but the curse mark on my arm and the three men she was probably still fucking - even though it had been hours since I’d run from them - spoke of a different fate for me.

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