TwistedRevenge (11 page)

Luc pulled the collar his father had put on him off and let
it fall to the ground. He locked eyes with every wolf in the clearing. Rowan
sat in shock, her body still shook with fear and a sheen of sweat coated her
hands along with the blood from Ulric. She couldn’t speak and didn’t want to
interrupt as she watched the silent conversation. Luc was saying something that
obviously only the wolves could hear. When he was done, the pack turned and
walked out of the clearing. He turned to her and beamed with pride. “You were
fantastic, Red.”

She blushed. She’d never get tired or used to his praise but
she found herself always craving it. “Thank you. Is it over now?”

He nodded and held out his hand to her. “I think so. I’m
pretty sure any allies of my father’s will be rethinking their allegiance right
about now.” He glanced over at the last of the stragglers from the pack
clearing out and sighed. “But my pack needs direction now more than ever. They
are lost without an alpha.”

Rowan’s smile faded. “But you are the alpha now.” As soon as
she said the words, it hit her. He was the alpha now—and she was a wolf killer.
They were screwed.

Piper clutched his flute as he watched the unthinkable
happen. The little wisp of a girl had killed the Big Bad Wolf. Not just killed
him, but buried her bloody knife in the wolf’s brain. It was brutal even by his
standards. Now getting his hand on the pack’s territory would be impossible. He
had been counting on three simple things to happen. One, the experienced wolf
would kill the girl, two, his son would be so enraged that he would attack his
father and three, father and son would kill each other. He scrubbed his hand
over his face and barked at one of his soldiers, “Get Aengus back here now. We
need to regroup.”

“Is there a change of plans, sir?”

“Yes, Gretel. We won’t be waging war against the wolves.
They are stronger with their new leader. Instead we will have to be satisfied
with what little we’ve accomplished.”

The female pursed her lips together and looked into the
scrying pool holding the image of Luc and Rowan together in the clearing. “What
have we accomplished?”

Piper ground his teeth in frustration. It was such a small
victory, but he’d have to celebrate what he could. “We didn’t gain the lands
but with Luc taking control of the pack, he will have to give them his loyalty.
Which means he and the girl cannot be together. She will feel compelled to
return to the other side of the Arch and he will stay here. If I can’t have the
future I want, then none of them will have what they want either.” He shrugged
his shoulders. “She is a wolf hunter now. She has their blood on her hands. It
would take a miracle for the pack to accept her and they both know it.” He
turned toward his soldier. “It’s not much, but ruining their hopes for a happy
ending will just have to do for now.”

“Are the other plans still going ahead as planned?”

“Yes. Aengus has been keeping an eye on our next target. We
will stay here for a little while longer. I want to drink in Luc and Rowan’s
disappointment.”

“Yes sir.” She turned on her heels and headed out to follow
his orders. Piper glared at the image in the scrying pool and slapped his hand
at the water, sending the image rippling and distorting before it disappeared
completely.

* * * * *

Rowan stood and dusted the dirt from her clothes. The
scrapes and bites from Ulric were starting to sting, but she didn’t want Luc to
stay behind to care for her when his pack needed him. She thought about staying
in the cabin, it would give her shelter and she could recuperate before heading
back to the Arch. Her stomach knotted up. Ulric had pretended to be her grandmother,
so what had happened to her real grandma? She turned to Luc. “Is my grandmother
dead?” He inclined his head, but didn’t speak. “Did you know?”

“I had a feeling. I’d heard my father had killed her but I
never knew for sure.”

“Was this really her house?”

“Yes, everyone in the pack knew about the cabin but we were
always forbidden from coming here.”

She frowned. “Do you know why?”

He shook his head, took her by the hand and led her inside
the cabin. “We need to get you cleaned up and get a fire going. It will be
night soon. We’ll stay here tonight and head out in the morning.”

She paused just inside the doorway as he hunched over the
woodpile. “Luc, you should go. Your pack needs you.”

He barely looked up from his task of building the fire. “You
need me.”

“I do…” She licked her lips, those words slipped so
effortlessly from mouth. “But you have a responsibility to them.”

The fire roared to life as Luc stood up and held out his
hand to her. “I brought you here. It’s my responsibility to make sure you get
home safely.”

“So this is the end for us?” She knew it was but still
needed to hear him say it.

“I won’t lie. I don’t want it to be but they need me and you
have your life in St. Louis.” He was already pulling her into the tiny bathroom
and stripping her.

“You already said you like it in St. Louis more than you
like it here. Can’t someone else take your place?” She was being selfish and
she knew it but she couldn’t refrain from holding out hope for something more
between them. “I’m sorry, Luc. I know I shouldn’t ask that.”

He waved his hand. “Don’t apologize. If I could leave them,
I would.” He darted from the bathroom and came back with a bowl of hot water
from the wood stove and a rag. Dipping the rag in the water, he started to
clean her wounds. He met her gaze and leaned in, letting his lips graze hers. “I’m
a better person when I am with you.”

Her hiss of pain from him cleaning her wounds turned to an
uncomfortable giggle. “My injuries really hurt and that was extremely clichéd.”

He smiled. “I know. Doesn’t make it any less true though.”
He lifted her chin up and dabbed at a spot of blood on her neck. “You look like
you went twelve rounds with a bulldozer.”

She gave a nonchalant shrug. “Not a bulldozer—a rabid wolf
who was hell-bent on killing me.”

“Ah, but what a fierce little killer you turned out to be.”
He nipped at her bottom lip and pulled her closer to him. “And you’re naked
already. You know, I think it is in my job description to keep you warm.”

“I am feeling a little cold.” She squealed as he picked her
up and carried her out of the bathroom. He headed for the bedroom but panic
filled her. Memories of Ulric in there, hovering over her, flooded her mind. “No,
please. Not in there.”

Luc frowned—he must have picked up on her panic—but he
nodded. “Okay, not in there.” He changed directions and headed for the living
room. The warmth from the fire instantly took the chill off. He set her down on
the couch and ran around the house, gathering up blankets and pillows. She
curled up and watched as he made a bed on the floor. She couldn’t help but
notice the care he’d taken—pillows lined the bottom, so many blankets she’d
lost count and then a fur skin. There was no doubt that no matter what, he’d
always take care of her if he could. She was so lost in her thoughts, she hadn’t
noticed him undressing or slipping beneath the fur skin. He cleared his throat.
“You maybe want to join me?”

She blushed and slid off the couch onto the soft bedding he’d
made for them. She shivered as her bare skin brushed against his. Every inch of
her body was already aching for him. She loved how she could respond to him in
the littlest of ways. He was already running his hand down her side. She rolled
onto her side and reached out, running her fingers through his hair. “This is the
last of our time together, isn’t it?”

Luc looked away for a moment and then turned his attention
back to her. “I wish it didn’t have to be.”

“But it is what is best for your pack, right?” She inched
closer to him and kissed his cheek. “I really want to be selfish and say to
hell with everyone but I know that neither of us can turn our backs on our
lives.”

He rubbed his nose against hers. “If this is our last night
together, how do you want to spend tonight?”

“I want… I want to be yours.”

“You are mine.” His mouth captured hers. He thrust his
tongue past her lips and claimed her mouth. She gave in to him, melting against
him as his mouth crushed hers. She didn’t dare break the kiss. Every second of
his lips pressing against hers, his tongue stroking hers, made her feel as if
this night could go on forever and for the life of her she didn’t want it to
end. He rolled her onto her back, coming up between her legs and nudging them
apart.

Her back arched as soon as his massive cock brushed against
her sex. He bit out a growl as his hand slipped under her back, arching her
back more. His other hand gripped his cock and cleaved her slick seam with the
tip. Rowan whimpered and raked her nails down his back. The way he shivered and
snarled told her he enjoyed the pain and she couldn’t fight the smile that
played on her lips. He swirled the tip over her clit, causing her to snap her
teeth and nip at his lightly whiskered jaw. He shifted his hips and thrust,
filling her completely in one swift movement. She sank her nails into his
shoulder and cried out. The way he filled her felt complete. No one could make
her feel like this. She knew it beyond the shadow of a doubt.

His hips slowly pistoned. Every time his heavy balls would
slap against her ass, they sent a shiver through her entire body. Her eyelids
were heavy with lust as he locked his gaze with her. His hand covered her
breast. With every thrust, her breasts heaved and begged for attention. He
pinched her nipples, tugging and playing with one until it puckered before
moving to the other one. She could feel every muscle in his rock-hard body coil
and flex. She was panting and mewing with need. He thrust faster. She gasped as
she felt his cock swell inside her. She threw her head back and cried out as he
pounded faster and harder. Her legs drew up, wrapping around his waist. She
bucked her hips to take as much of him as possible as her body quivered and her
pussy pulsed around his wide shaft.

From the grunts and his unrelenting pounding, he wasn’t done
with her just because she came for him and if this was their last night
together, she wasn’t nearly done with him either. “More, please.” She leaned up
and nipped at his earlobe. His body stiffened as he growled.

He gripped her hips, raising them up as he pulled out of her
moist heat. Her breath caught and she watched him, wondering what he would do
next. The head of his shaft rested at her opening. Without warning, he slammed
into her. Again he pulled out inch by agonizing inch, making her whimper and
beg with her soft moans. A mischievous smile curled on his lips. Rowan wiggled
her hips, trying to coax him into pounding into her aching cunt but the more
she tried to urge him on, the longer he made her suffer, letting his dick
pulsate against her pussy but denying her the pleasure of being fucked. “Please,
Luc.”

“Please what?”

“Fuck me.”

His eyes darkened, his fingertips dug into the soft flesh of
her hips as he slammed his cock deep inside her, filling her completely and
pounding like an animal. “Oh God!” Every whimper and scream just elicited more
thrusts from him. She panted and ran her nails down his biceps. He filled her
so deeply she swore she could feel him hitting her stomach. Never had she had
someone like him, someone so strong and powerful and to be honest, so large.
Her tight walls stretched as he fucked her. The sounds of their naked bodies
slapping together filled the room.

Her hips rocked. She could feel her need for release
building again. Just as she was sure Luc was going to come with her, he stopped
and pulled back. “Luc, what’s wrong?”

He shook his head. “Nothing. You said you wanted to be mine.
I want that too.” He cupped her cheek in his rough hand and leaned down. “For
as long as I live I will never give my heart to another. You have it. You are
mine.”

She smiled so big her cheeks hurt. “I like the sound of
that.”

His eyes darkened as he licked his lips. She could hear her
heart drumming in her ears. Something about the look in his eye told her he was
having an urge he couldn’t control and God help her she didn’t want him to
control it. His voice was low and raspy, “Rowan, there’s something I need…”

“Anything.” She didn’t even have to know what it was. She
knew she’d give him anything he asked for, especially if they had to end things
in the morning. “Please, do it.”

His green eyes bled to amber and took on the eyes of his
beast. She bit her lip but kept her eyes focused on him. He was still Luc, still
the human she knew. Only his eyes were different. The look currently holding
her gaze was that of a predator. She was obviously his prey and that thought
excited her more than any. Before she could clear her thoughts, Luc had her
rolled over onto her stomach. She sucked in a deep breath as he lifted her
hips. The cold lick of air against her ass sent a shiver down her spine. His
hand was between her legs, his thick fingers sliding through her slick heat.
The friction was intoxicating. She was already panting and rocking her hips
against his fingers.

His free hand ran up her back to tangle in her hair. He
wrapped the strands around his hand and tugged her head back as he lowered his
head to kiss her between her shoulder blades. He growled the word “Mine” as his
cock pushed through her soft folds. She gasped and held her breath. Somehow he
felt even bigger when he took her from behind. Her tight cunt stretched to
accommodate him and she had to bite at the pillow to keep from screaming. His
hand that had been stroking her before he filled her was now massaging her firm
ass. His fingers that were still coated in her cream ran over the seam of her
ass, causing her eyes to widen as her pussy throbbed.

His thrusting started slow, working to stretch her velvety sheath
to take in all of his girth. She fisted her hands in the blankets and pushed
back as his thrusts got harder and faster. Soon he was pounding into her
pulsing cunt. His heavy balls slapped against her swollen clit as his hands
worked their magic. One hand was tangled and pulling on her hair, the other one
playing with her ass. She was on pleasure overload. Her climax was building
like lava ready to explode from a volcano. Her core tightened, Luc grunted in
response as his open hand came down with a sting on her ass cheek. She screamed
the words “Yes!” over and over. Her hips pressed back to feel him fuck her
harder. Her pussy quivered and then she felt it, sharp fangs piercing the back
of her neck. “Oh God, yes!” She slapped at the blankets, her cunt clenched and
milked his thick cock, begging him to fill her. Tears stung her eyes as the
heat and pleasure washed over in tidal waves of ecstasy.

She could feel Luc’s dick swell. He buried himself to the
hilt in her and as he bit her until blood flowed, his cock exploded. Thick, hot
ropes of his seed filled her quivering pussy. He thrust, burying himself deep
as his cum continued to flow. When she could feel his release slowing was when
she felt him start to thrust again. She moaned at the feel of their combined
juices dripping from her cunt and down her thigh.