Alpha Bait (2 page)

He was still rock hard. Pressing her to the bed, he ploughed into her cunt, taking her hard. Lidia cried out. Her pleasure rang out around the room. He watched her full tits bounce with each thrust. Even as he fucked her hard, Scorch couldn’t help but be a little bored. Lidia turned him on, but anything else failed to hit the mark. She was beautiful, independent, and a good lay, yet he couldn’t bring himself to think of anything more when it came to her. Lidia didn’t inspire anything inside him. There was no way he wanted to mate or have children with her.

Pounding away inside her, he felt his second orgasm start to build. Running his hand down her body, he caressed her clit. She splintered apart, and Scorch joined her, grunting out his climax within her body. No child would come from their fucking. Wolves didn’t contract illnesses and were not susceptible to sexual diseases. He scented her cycle and knew it was also at a good time for sex without consequences.

Afterward, he pulled away, sitting against the bed as he looked over his room. He lived near the snowy mountains that were always cold all year around. Scorch preferred to be near the cold. If he needed the warmth he journeyed down to the rest of society for a month or two.

“Wow, I swear you getting fucking better every time we meet,” Lidia said, reaching for her cigarettes. He hated her smoking and refused to touch her if she had a smoke before sex.

Wrinkling his nose, he stood, heading to the stand that held his finest brandy. His family had all been in this bedroom before him. Each room within the old grounds held a great deal of history.

“Wish you wouldn’t fucking
smoke,” he said, taking a large gulp of the dark liquid. He couldn’t get drunk no matter how much he drank. His wolf wouldn’t allow him the lack of control. Scorch was one with his large, black wolf and couldn’t find an argument for keeping in control.

“Baby, we’ve just fucked, and now I need a smoke.
Don’t start
, or you’ll give me a motherfucking headache.”

For an educated lawyer, Lidia had a foul mouth.

“You’re in my house, my pack, and you’ll show me respect otherwise you can get your ass out of here,” he said.

“I know.” She blew out some smoke, crossing her legs.

Her body was fine, in the peak of health, yet he found himself no longer caring for another round. Staring out of the window he saw the sun coming up behind the forest trees. The snow glistened in the natural light taking his breath away. All of his life he had grown up seeing the same landscape, and he still hadn’t grown bored, not even at the age of forty-six years old.

Lidia moved up behind him, running her hands down to his flaccid cock. “I’m sticking around for the weekend this time. Do you want me to leave, or can I promise not to smoke and stay here with you?” she asked.

Her fingers stirred the arousal in his veins. It had been a month since he’d found pleasure inside her. One month of finding no other release but her.

“You can stay, but you’ll do as I ask. Otherwise you leave. I will not have any wolf trying to play the dominant over me. You’ll know your place, understood?”

“I understand. You’re the big bad wolf, and I’m merely your servant.”

Scorch chuckled. There was nothing else for him to do. She’d be gone by Monday, and he’d have to find some other way of spending his time. Staring at his reflection he saw his blue eyes staring back at him.

“How are things in the big city?” he asked, spinning around to look at her. She smiled up at him, wrapping her arms around his body.

“It’s a hell of a lot warmer there. I had to leave my car back at the lodge over fifty miles back and run all this way. Do you have any idea how annoying it is carrying a case in my mouth?” she asked.

“I’ve offered to bring you here, but you declined everything I suggested. I would gladly drive down, collect you, and take you back.” He didn’t understand why she constantly refused him.

“You’d do that for any member of your pack. I’m not just any member, Scorch. We’re fuck buddies, and I’ve got a life outside of this world.”

Staring at her, Scorch knew they were not exclusive. She always smelled of many men before she had a shower.

“Do you have someone waiting for you?” he asked.

“Not at the lodge but back home I do.”

“He’s insane to let you go wandering off.” Scorch moved away from her to pick up their discarded clothes. He wasn’t jealous, only curious.

“He’s human. They’re not as protective as our kind, and they don’t like to do anything too rough.”

Laughing, Scorch turned back to the woman. “So I’m useful for hard, rough sex. It’s a pleasure to know.” He would never understand the human race. Once he claimed a woman for his own there was no way he’d let her out of his sight for any length of time. His main desire was to find a woman who could take all of his attention and focus.

“Don’t be like that, Scorch.”

“I’m not being like anything. We’re talking.”

“You’re not jealous of him?” she asked, stepping closer.

The scent of nicotine coated her skin making him feel sick. “Lidia, never forget that this is not going to be more than fucking. I want nothing to do with you other than the pleasure of your body and the stimulation of your mind.” He held her hands, dropping a kiss to them. If she wanted more from him then she was sadly mistaken.

Her mouth opened to speak, but a loud banging sounded on his door.

“Alpha, we need you,” David said, his second-in-command and friend.

Frowning, he headed to the door ignoring Lidia’s annoyance. Opening the door he didn’t care about his nakedness.

“What is it?” he asked.

“There’s a woman out in the woods. It’s a horrible sight, but we can’t approach without you. These are your woods. She’s not of our pack.”

Already reaching for his pants, Scorch slipped them on as Lidia huffed around the room. Scorch had made sure none of his pack took the risk in approaching another wolf in such a situation. He wouldn’t let any of his men die when he was the strongest of all of them. “We were talking. You can’t tell me something is more fucking important than me.” Her voice rose grating on his nerves.

“Pack business is always more important than you, Lidia. You’re merely a fuck.” He slammed the door closed following David as the other man ran down the stairs. Scorch passed men and women on the stairwell heading out into the bitter cold morning.

“What do you know?” Scorch asked.

“One of the women was out for a walk with her dog, stumbled on a smell that terrified her, and she
came
running back home to tell us.” David took the lead explaining everything he knew before stopping on the edge of the forest. The sun illuminated everything, so Scorch didn’t have to fight to see in the dark. The fresh air felt amazing in his lungs, and he took a deep breath. That’s when he caught the scent of fear. The smell made him heave, and he bent over at the same time as David did.

“It’s getting worse. She’s scared, whoever she is,” David said.

“I want you to stay back.” The alpha inside him was clawing its way against the surface wanting to get closer to the person in need of help. There was a female out there who needed his help. Pushing David aside he barked orders for everyone to be prepared for the worst. He headed out sniffing the air. Giving up was not an option for him at all.

Turning left, then right, breathing in the bitter scent, he followed on until he heard the faintest whisper of a whimper. All of his senses went on high alert at the sound alone. The blood pumped wildly in his veins as the need to help this mystery woman flooded deep inside him.

Closing his eyes, he took one final inhale, and then he knew where she was. Walking, filled with the need to get to her, he moved in the direction of the noise. Five minutes later he found the woman, and something heated the pumping blood in his veins. She was tied to a tree and curled in a ball. Her body was shivering from the cold. The cuts along her body made him hurt for her.

Dropping to his knees, he reached out to touch her, but she flinched away from him.

“I’m not going to hurt you.
I promise, you’re safe here.”

He didn’t know how anyone could hurt another woman. Scorch respected his position as the alpha of his Fire pack. Nothing would make him hurt one of his own or any wolf.

“Please, don’t hurt me,” she said.

Her voice forced him to jerk back. The tones, even layered with fear, touched him deeply. It was like his heart expanded in his chest, and all he could think about was taking care of her and tearing the people responsible limb from fucking limb.

Untying the rope he cursed every single man and beast for the pain they could cause others.

Chapter Two

Victoria felt the man untying her rope. She wanted to tell him to stop, to leave her outside in the freezing cold for dead. Instead, she couldn’t find the words to stop him from helping her. His scent comforted her, surrounding her with his warmth. Her hands were still bound together in front of her body, stopping her from lashing out. She didn’t want him to help her. Chain wanted her to hurt this man who smelled of everything good and warm.

“Don’t cry, honey. I’ll get you out of here.” He untied her wrists. All of her energy poured out of her, and all she could do was slump in his arms. She didn’t realize she’d been crying. There was no energy in her body to wipe the tears away. “I’m going to pick you up. Do you give me permission to do this?”

Run away. Leave me to die. I don’t deserve any compassion.

“No,” she said. Her voice came out croaky from having the chain wrapped around her neck.

He lifted her up, settling her against his body. She gasped, trying not to cry out at the brutal pain exploding within her body.

“You don’t have anything to worry about. I will make sure the people who have done this will pay.”

She remained silent as his scent settled her nerves. This man was a good alpha. He smelled like apple pie and cream. It was the strangest feeling in the world to experience with his arms tightening around her.

“My pack will not hurt you. We’ll take good care of you.”

He took his time taking each step so as not to jostle her body. His touch wasn’t intended to hurt her, and yet with every step he took she felt hurt to her core. She had to lure this man to his death, and she didn’t know how she could do something so cruel.

“My name’s Scorch,” he said, talking to her.

Please, don’t say anymore. I’m going to be the one responsible for your death.

She couldn’t speak any words. It hurt her too much to breathe, let alone tell him she was the reason he would be dying.

“I’m the alpha of the Fire Pack. We’re a good group. We live up in the cold, frozen mountains, but we’re strong and we can make you feel warm.”

Victoria felt warm just by having his arms around her. The sun warmed her skin even as the chill in the air kept her frozen. She felt … different, reborn almost.

“You’ll want for nothing, honey.”

He kept talking. His voice soothed her, calming her nerves.

“First we’ll take care of all of these cuts and bruises. I don’t know if you’ll be good for the next full moon to be able to run.”

No, she didn’t want to think about the full moon or what she had to do to this kind, precious man.

“We’re a large pack, but we’re fair.”

Please stop talking. I’m not here to be taken care of. I’m here to hurt you and your pack.

What did Chain want with this man? Scorch had goodness coming out of every single pore of his body.

She heard the muttering, and seconds later they were surrounded by his pack. Their smell invited her in.

“How is she doing?” one of the males asked.

“She’s hurting. Clear a space in the bedroom next to mine,” Scorch said. “Get Mandy. She has dealt with wounds like these before. I don’t want to take a chance on anything.”

He barked orders out, and all the time Victoria felt like she was dying inside. Scorch took her upstairs then through to a bedroom. The room was warm, and he placed her on the center of the bed. “I’m going to drape a blanket over your body. Mandy will be up to
tend
your wounds.” He moved around the room as he talked. In the light she saw the blond glint of his hair. His eyes were a startling blue, and he had to be three times the size of her.

She watched him go about the room, closing windows, shutting curtains to keep the light out. Men entered and left never once looking at her with anything but sympathy. What kind of pack had she stumbled on? All of the men had a say within this pack. Not once had Scorch showed his true colors. Was he trying to put her at ease? Chain at one time had smelled good. His smell had changed along with his attitude. He was evil through and through. Was she hoping Scorch would be different?

Crap
. She was starting to get
a headache
thinking about everything going wrong in her life.

“What the hell are you doing, Scorch?” A woman charged in the room shouting. Victoria saw her hands were laid on her hips with a glare decorating her face.