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Marilyn Fae

• Herausgeber: Boruma Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Beschreibung

Alpha Liam is given an offer no sane man would refuse: A strong shifter mate. The only information he is given about her is that she is half-feral and has already fought off several Alpha Shifters. He is her last hope. Alpha Liam has always enjoyed a good hunt. He tells them to let her free. He'll catch her.

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Liam has the intruder pinned on the ground, fangs bared and saliva dripping onto his face before he even realized what's happened.

He considers killing the man on the spot, but he waves a piece of paper in front of him and holds it like a shield and Liam stops because he hasn't gone completely feral. He is tempted to kill the man from trespassing, but there are laws against that now.

It never fails to surprise him how much things have changed. Once upon a time, no one would have batted an eye if he had killed the man on the spot, but now that sort of behavior is 'illegal'.

He scoffs and steps back, letting the man catch his breath. "Why are you here?" he demands, yanking him up when he takes too long to stand.

It takes the man a few false tries before he can finally form words again and Liam finds himself absolutely fascinated.

"Let her loose, then," he says was they watch the sun setting over the horizon in his territory. He has one of the biggest and most powerful packs on this side of the world. The view is just icing on the cake.

The man is startled by the request. "Pardon?"

"Let her out in my territory. I'll hunt her down and claim her the proper way."

"You can't- you can't do that," he says, aghast. "That's brutal. She's suffered enough trauma already and you're suggested that we let her go through yet another experience like that- she might go entirely feral."

"Or it having an alpha who's capable of taking her down the proper way may be exactly what she needs right now. You said it yourself, you've tried doing it the other ways- the proper ways, and it's not working. Why not try my way?"

He slams his palms on the table hard enough for the wood to splinter. "Because if this doesn't work, she's going to go feral and it'll be on your head."

Liam is pleased to have elicited such a reaction from the man.

"You and I both know I've done much worse for less," he grins. "You came to me for help, which means the situation is dire enough that nobody else knows how to deal with it. Face it, I am her last chance and I'm doing this my way."

He has never been one to turn down a challenge. He thrives in them, relishes in the way blood sings in his veins. He will enjoy hunting her down.

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Marilyn Fae

Copyright 2020 Marilyn Fae

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. No part in this book may be reproduced, transmitted, stored, or distributed without permission of the author or publisher.

Chapter One: Reckless

Liam has the intruder pinned on the ground, fangs bared and saliva dripping onto his face before he even realized what's happened.

He considers killing the man on the spot, but he waves a piece of paper in front of him and holds it like a shield and Liam stops because he hasn't gone completely feral. He is tempted to kill the man from trespassing, but there are laws against that now.

It never fails to surprise him how much things have changed. Once upon a time, no one would have batted an eye if he had killed the man on the spot, but now that sort of behavior is 'illegal'.

He scoffs and steps back, letting the man catch his breath. "Why are you here?" he demands, yanking him up when he takes too long to stand.

It takes the man a few false tries before he can finally form words again and Liam finds himself absolutely fascinated.

"Let her loose, then," he says was they watch the sun setting over the horizon in his territory. He has one of the biggest and most powerful packs on this side of the world. The view is just icing on the cake.

The man is startled by the request. "Pardon?"

"Let her out in my territory. I'll hunt her down and claim her the proper way."

"You can't- you can't do that," he says, aghast. "That's brutal. She's suffered enough trauma already and you're suggested that we let her go through yet another experience like that- she might go entirely feral."

"Or it having an alpha who's capable of taking her down the proper way may be exactly what she needs right now. You said it yourself, you've tried doing it the other ways- the proper ways, and it's not working. Why not try my way?"

He slams his palms on the table hard enough for the wood to splinter. "Because if this doesn't work, she's going to go feral and it'll be on your head."

Liam is pleased to have elicited such a reaction from the man.

"You and I both know I've done much worse for less," he grins. "You came to me for help, which means the situation is dire enough that nobody else knows how to deal with it. Face it, I am her last chance and I'm doing this my way."

He has never been one to turn down a challenge. He thrives in them, relishes in the way blood sings in his veins. He will enjoy hunting her down.

Chapter Two: The Breeding Bench

Catherine, or Cat, as her peers knows her as, doesn't like it when they take her out fighting and make her watch the Breeding Bench.

It's not so much as a bench as it is a contraption to keep the person thoroughly trapped in it. Maddy is on the bench today and the rest of them are here to watch. Some of the others are breeders but most of them are like her, fighters in the Ring who is being warned of what will happen if they were to lose enough fights in the Ring.

She swallows the lump in her throat and struggles to keep her heartbeat down. She's afraid because it is the first time she's been here. She wasn't old enough to be bred at first. Their captors learned this the hard way, losing precious Breeders because they were too impatient with them. Now, all Breeders have to be at least eighteen.

Happy birthday to her.

"Watch," Panther, her handler, says. "You're just here to watch today," he tells her. He is the kindest handler she has had so far, but he's also new. That kindness will be beaten out of him by the time their employer makes the next visit.

She is locked in her seat with the rest of the others, though all of the mare keeping their gaze away from each other and at the shifter laid out on the padded table, her legs tilted upwards with restrains on her ankles keeping her legs spread open.

Cat has the best seat of the day, a view that allows her to peer at Maddy's pink pussy lips. She blushes when she sees it and then turns her face away so that she wouldn't see something so private. It doesn't matter that she's seen all of her fellow prisoners in various states of undress before. Seeing Maddy as she is not, tied up and naked, feels like an invasion of her privacy.

Maddy has been looking forward to this all week-long and, to her absolute horror, have been talking about how much everyone's going to enjoy it.

Cat is certain she will not.

"It's fun," she says. "The Breeding Bench just sounds scary, but honestly, I am so much happier that I'm doing that now instead of what you're doing. Helps that there's like, zero chance of me dying on the bench whereas every time you walk out that room, we have to be prepared to never see you again."

Cat's gaze drops to the collar around her throat.

"I know the situation isn't ideal, but we've got to make the best of what we've got, right?"

They've long since stopped believing that they'll be rescued. Cat has been here since she was born. She knows better than to hope for a better life. "I'd literally rather die," she says, callous.

Maddy grimaces, and then sighs. "I thought I was never going to give up fighting either, but it really isn't that bad," she says.

Cat tries to pull away when she reaches his hand towards her.

"It's not really that bad once you learn to play their games, Cat. You need to stop fighting our Masters. At least pretend?"

"I hate all of them," she growls, her voice is soft, but animal under her skin makes her sound like she's snarling all the time.

Her smile is self-depreciating. "As do we all," she says. "But we play nice and by their rules. The more you fight back, the more painful it is."

It is a kindness, Maddy telling her all these things. She gets plenty of advice because she grew up here. The prison is all she knows. There are others, of course, but the younger ones gets purchased very quickly. No one's tried to buy her before because she bites. They're rather frightened of her sharp teeth.

She is watching Maddy now and wondering what's going through her mind. Her money is on not much at all because all she smells like right now is arousal and desperation. She tugs at her bondage every other second, as though trying to free herself, but it's not that. Not really, she's aching for a freedom of another sort.

"Ah ah, don't look away, Cat. You need to learn," one of the men who's in the room says to her, pinching her by her chin and forcing her to look onward. "It's important that you watch," he says. "If you look away again, I'm turning that on," he gestures the electric box sitting next to her seat. She'd gotten tasered a few times and she doesn't think she'll ever get used to the pain. "Do you understand?"

She nods.