Alpha Derrick's long life plan was to kill that traitor that destroyed his family as well as everyone in his lineage for revenge.

But he couldn't.

Not when that blue eyed boy made his heart race faster than it ever could.

Not when his hands refused to stay off his body.

Not when he wants him constantly beneath him, moaning his name.

But what can he do when that blue-eyed boy is that traitors only son?
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“You're a monster,” Nathan spat, his eyes blazing with hatred as he took a step back.

Derrick's smile was cold and calculated as he moved forward step by step until Nathan was finally trapped between himself and the wall with nowhere to run. 

He could hear Nathan's heartbeat skyrocket in his chest, and his smile widened. “Oh, is that so?” he drawled. “But you sure as hell didn't think so when you were screaming my name, did you?”

Derrick's hands slid down Nathan's chest, his fingers tracing the curves of his body. He could feel him react and shiver to his touch. Nathan's eyes flashed with anger, but Derrick could see the desire burning beneath.

His lips brushed against Nathan's ear, his breath hot and sensual. Nathan moaned involuntarily, but Derrick heard it and his smile grew wider.

“There, just like that,” Derrick whispered, his voice low and husky. “Let me hear you scream out the name of the man you hate.”

Ever since yesterday, since I left Derrick's room,


I couldn't stop thinking about him. I didn't know if it was because he was gentle with me, or because he sucked me off, or if it was because I passed the night in his bed. I couldn't explain it, but I just can't stop thinking about it. About the sex… about his warm mouth wrapped around my cock.


I was supposed to hate his touch, I was supposed to hate the feeling of him inside me, but right now I didn't know what I was feeling anymore. What changed? Why did it seem like his touch became softer, like we actually made love? I just couldn't stop thinking about it.


I looked up at the tiny window in my cell. The sunlight coming through made me smile a little. It was a sunny day, and I was thankful. I hated cold weather—especially since I didn't have a wolf. Without thick clothes, I always froze in this place. But in the cell, I didn't have anything warm.


Chapter 42 - The Warrior