Mack 'n' Me: The Wolves of Alpha 9 by C.M. Simpson

Author:C.M. Simpson [Simpson, C.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: C.M. Simpson Publishing
Published: 2021-03-16T22:00:00+00:00

17— A History of Wolves

When I didn’t answer, the wolf took a few steps more out of the airlock, and I followed, watching as the door closed. When it had sealed shut, again, some of the tension ran out of me. Of course, it could have just been the water, which was now forming a puddle on the floor around my feet, but the wolf didn’t think so.

“Enclosed spaces?” he asked, guessing wrong. “Your captain must not be very bright to send you down here.”

“I work quite well in tunnels,” I said, and stopped, in case I was revealing more than I should.

“What were you doing here?” it repeated.

This time, I answered. “Captain contracted me out to Barangail to retrieve a bracelet.”

The wolf cocked its head. “Go on.”

“Bracelet turned out to be a slave bracelet, and I offered to help remove it, in return for the rebels letting me live.”

The wolf curled his lip.

“Not bad,” he said, and his body shuddered with the unsettling ripple that most shifters went through when changing form.

I took a step away from him, but didn’t take my eyes off him.

Lupar, right? They had a hybrid form, a human form, and some could even look like a real wolf—you know, the kind with four feet and a fluffy tail. This one went from hybrid to human in a fast-flowing movement that had me cussing when I saw the final result.

“Sonuvabitch! Varian! You scared the living crap out of me.”

The rebel leader arched an eyebrow. His lips curved into a small smile, and he cocked his head. A chill ran through me, as the smile faded from his face.

“I should still scare the living crap out of you,” he said. “I am lupar, and you are prey.”

That stopped me. I was nothing’s prey. I lifted my head and straightened my spine.

“Fuck,” Tens muttered, in the implant where Varian couldn’t hear.

“Cutter...” Mack’s voice had a warning ring to it.

I ignored them both.

Varian snarled, but it didn’t sound right coming out of a human throat, and I had to bite back the urge to laugh. I might be all kinds of stupid, but that particular variety, I wasn’t. I did the safest thing I could think of; I changed the subject.

“Your turn. What are you doing down here.” I gestured at the smooth, ship-like corridors around me. “And in this?”

To my surprise, he answered.

“We were here guarding a lupar research team. The team paid Barangail for access to the tunnels and the gorge, providing him with one of the finest concubines we’ve yet trained, and he let us have access to this part of the caverns.”

“You found the wreck,” I said, and Varian gave me a look that mixed curiosity with satisfaction.

“We found the wreck,” he confirmed.

I continued, filling in the gaps as I went.

“And Celia is the concubine you sold Barangail. Did you re-call her?”

“Celia has a mind of her own, as Barangail was warned. He assured us he knew how to handle his women, and promptly mishandled her enough that she devised her own escape.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.