The Alpha's Toy (The Alpha Shifter)

“It’s okay.” She watched his fingers stroking through her fine pubic hairs.

“No, it’s not. Any guy treated one of my sisters like I did you, I’d put them in the ground without a thought. I’m sorry.”

Mary stayed silent as he washed her. His touch was soothing, and desire started again inside her.

“Where is Jessica?” Mary asked.

“I imagine she’s having breakfast.” His hands were kind and considerate as they washed her. Mary cut off any hope. She wouldn’t be falling for the man who was taking care of her. Zeke was being considerate, but she knew it wasn’t really him. The man before her had a mean streak. He had taken out her whole pack last night.

There was no room for mushy feelings.

“Why were you with Roger and Dani?” he asked, changing the subject. He stood, taking her with him. The stool was pushed to the corner. He spun her to face the spray as he washed her hair.

“They were at the hospital after I was bitten.” She lifted her arm in the air. “The wolf bit my arm. Took a big chunk out of me.” If he looked close enough he’d see the fine silver lines of the scars. Her new wolf blood meant she healed a lot faster than a human. “They told me the hospital couldn’t help me. I was burning up, and the nurses and doctors couldn’t do a thing about it. I left against medical advice, following them out into the world.”

He washed the soap from her hair. When he was finished, he turned the shower off, opening the door. Zeke got a towel first, wrapping it around his waist. His cock was still rock hard.

“And the wolf was black?” he asked.

“Yes, the wolf was black and came out of an alley way. It smelled me, and then it took a chunk out of me. I wasn’t doing anything other than looking through my bag.” She remembered the fear that took over. The dog had been huge. She later found out it was a wolf.

“What happened after the others took you in?” he asked, taking her into the bedroom. He sat on the bed, pulling her between his legs. There was no room for her to fight. Thinking back over her time, Mary remembered her first turning. The way they’d chained her up, injecting her with some tranquilizers to help with the pain. A lot of her memories were fuzzy. She couldn’t remember everything that happened to her.

“I took some time off work. I don’t have a lot of time off as I don’t need it. For the next two weeks they helped me to gain control. For several months after I had to visit them in order to take my shots and turn into a wolf.” The shots had burned her flesh, or at least it felt like they’d burned her flesh. Had they burned her flesh? Once again her memories were jumbled up. A few months ago they’d stopped injecting her.

“Tell me about your time after the turning.” His fingers were caressing her thighs underneath the towel.

“What exactly do you want to know?” she asked, not understanding why he wanted her to repeat her experience.

“Jane, the woman you met last night, she didn’t have any problem with the change. Max bit her, and after the initial fever she was fine.”

“Lucky her.” Mary wouldn’t repeat the experience ever again. The pain alone made her terrified of turning anyone, not that she’d ever turn anyone against their will.

“What were the injections?” he asked.

“I don’t know. You’d be best asking Jessica. I don’t know.”

Zeke stood, his fingers sliding into her hair. He turned her head to the side, exposing her neck. She heard him inhale deeply.

“You don’t smell like her,” he said.

Frowning, she looked down at him. She couldn’t pull away. Zeke was too strong for her to overpower. When he leaned back his eyes were glowing amber.

Her wolf slammed against her flesh. Mary screamed as she felt the impact from inside. Stumbling into his arms, she fell to her knees. The pain intensified as her wolf threatened to claw out.

“Enough!” Zeke shouted the word, and yet her wolf wasn’t listening. Collapsing to the floor, Mary grabbed her head as the pain exploded sending fire into every part of her body.

The door crashed open to the bedroom.

Her wolf growled, wanting out of her body. Mary had always felt one with her wolf, but in that instant she felt like they were two different beings. It was like her wolf had been trapped somehow, and now it was finally breaking free from whatever held onto it.

“Help me,” she asked, screaming.