Prologue
The Underworld, March 2014 – Lincoln
He comes to, only just. He wants to stay asleep just a bit longer. He likes where he is and whom he is with. He sees her light blonde hair, her small breasts and pink nipples. Her lips curve into a sensual smile and her green eyes are full of mischief. She leans forward to whisper dirty words to him and he groans. She clasps his rock-hard cock in her small hand and tugs on him ever so gently.
“Oh, Liv,” he whispers, and she takes her hand off him.
His eyes fly open. He is fully awake now and his cock is as stiff as he has ever felt it.
“You say her name when I am giving you a hand job?” Chrissy spits at him, and he closes his eyes again. He is really not in the mood for this.
“What are you even doing in here?” he asks her as he opens his eyes again and takes in her state of dress. She is only wearing one of his t-shirts.
“I am your Alpha,” she states. “Where else am I supposed to sleep?”
“In your own room,” he growls at her.
She slams him back to the bed and puts her face in his. “I am your Alpha now, Lincoln,” she says with a crazy look in her eyes. “We will share this bed, as we share everything else. Got it?”
He pushes her hand away. He doesn’t want this. This isn’t how it was supposed to go. He didn’t choose her, she was thrust upon him by the woman he so desperately wants and needs, and who left him all alone.
“Get out,” he says to her as he is about to climb out of bed.
“Oh, I am not going anywhere,” she says. “I have the support of this Pack behind me. You will forget about your precious Liv and you will take me as your wife.”
“Try and make me,” he snarls at her. He still hasn’t resolved anything with Liv. He was desolate when he returned from her house yesterday and he made a hasty decision, but it can be overturned if Liv agrees to come back to him. She is his true Alpha. The one he chose. Everything else is just a problem that can be solved.
“You have lost her,” Chrissy says to him with a stamp of her foot. “Why won’t you just accept it?” Her jealousy and temper are really starting to piss him off now. She drops to her knees at his feet and takes his hands, changing her attitude. “I can give you everything. I love you, Lincoln. There isn’t a single thing that I wouldn’t do for you. Anything you ask,” she says softly.
He wants to tell her that she has nothing to offer him, but deep down he knows it isn’t true. He can feel the satisfaction in his body after their mating in Wolf form. It has made him stronger and eased some of his tension. He was so weak while he was mourning for Liv and when he looks at Chrissy, he knows that for now, in order to be strong enough to win Liv back, he has to stick with this decision. He knows
that Chrissy covets this position more than anything else. She will never do anything to jeopardize that, but more than that. She will always be here for him. She is his second choice, at best, and he has to think about his Pack, but he also has to think about himself. He smiles hesitantly at her and relief crosses her face.
She once again pushes him back to the bed, but this time gently and she climbs onto his lap. She resumes her task and he closes his eyes and lets her do all the work. He brings Liv’s image to mind and he can feel his lips curl into a smile as he hangs onto the fantasy. Chrissy works him over with her hands and her tongue and he relaxes. He squeezes his eyes even more tightly closed. He can cling to his fantasy for just a little bit longer before he has to open his eyes and face his reality without the love of his life. For now.
Chapter 1
The Underworld, March 2014 - Liv
There is a stinging sensation on my lips as I come to. I blink my eyes open rapidly and see Xane hovering over me. My mouth is coated with a vile-tasting substance and I feel like a truck has hit me.
What the fuck?
“Xane?” I ask as he continues to pluck at my lips. “What are you doing?” I push his hand away and sit up. I discover I am on the bed in his room at the Castle.
He peers at me curiously and then I remember.
I stand up suddenly, pushing him away from me and holding my hand up. “What did she do to me?” I yell at him. “What was that stuff?”
I stick my tongue out and shudder. It tastes like shit and evil.