Alpha's Second Chance (Harvest Moon Wolves 1) Read online

  “What happens if you’re challenged and lose?” she asked, both curious and a little fearful. “Would you be forced to leave the pack like last time?”

  And would I go with you, or would I have to stay behind?

  “It depends on the Alpha who took over. I’ve been undefeated so far, so I don’t think you have anything to worry about.” He winked. “You’re safe with me, Olivia.”

  The village came into view and Torren pulled up in front of his house. They unloaded, then Olivia put her new things away while he returned the truck to the covered parking area. She kicked off her shoes, then stretched out across the bed. Today was the first time she’d left the house since waking up in Torren’s home. Even though her body was completely healed, the trip had tired her out. But then, she’d never done that much shopping at once before.

  Olivia heard the front door slam, then Torren’s booted steps moved closer to the bedroom. She cracked open one eye and saw him leaning against the doorframe, a smile kicking up the corners of his lips. Torren moved closer, pulled off his boots, then stretched out next to her. He brushed her hair back from her face and lightly kissed her cheek.

  “I never knew shopping could drain me of so much energy,” she muttered.

  “It probably doesn’t help that I’ve been draining your energy in other ways the last two days.”

  She smiled and snuggled closer. “I much prefer staying in bed with you than going shopping. I know I wanted to come here, but next time maybe you can just take me to bed and divert my attention instead.”

  He chuckled and pulled her tight against his chest, wrapping his arms around her. Olivia sighed and breathed in his scent. When she’d first woken in his bed, she hadn’t known what to think. He’d claimed she was his mate, but he hadn’t seemed to know what to do with her. True, she’d still been adjusting to whatever changes her body went through from his bite, but he’d seemed a little distant. Then she’d blown up at him and he’d spanked her. Ever since then, they’d grown closer, and had barely been able to keep their hands off each other.

  It was probably the happiest she’d ever been, and that made her nervous. Olivia wasn’t used to having good things happen to her. What if all of this was temporary? What if Torren woke up one day and decided she was too young for him? Too much trouble? Not worthy to be his Alpha female? Her stomach churned at the thought of losing him. Jaxon had told her that fated wolves mated for life, but by Torren’s own admission, shifters didn’t mate with humans that often. What if it was different and the bond wasn’t as strong?

  With worry eating at her, Olivia clung to Torren and eventually fell into a fitful sleep. If her wolf knew that she was concerned about their future, he didn’t say anything. She woke a while later with Torren trailing kisses down her throat. His hand was at her waist, and she felt him tugging at the hem of her shirt. Soon, his hand was sliding under the material and moving up her rib cage until he cupped her breast. It wasn’t the first time she’d woken up to his hands exploring her body, and she hoped it wouldn’t be the last.

  Olivia pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside. She’d forgone a bra and the cool air washed over her heated skin. Her nipples puckered, and Torren groaned before he took one into his mouth. He sucked on the tip hard, giving her a slight nip with his teeth, then smoothing the sting with his tongue. Olivia dug her fingers into his hair and held him to her, not wanting the sensations to ever stop.

  Torren worked at unfastening her jeans while he teased her breasts with his lips and tongue. Olivia squirmed and kicked until she worked her pants down her legs and knocked them off the bed. Her wolf didn’t hesitate to slide his hand into her panties, growling softly as he plunged two fingers inside of her. She was already soaked, more than ready for whatever he wanted to do to her. His thumb stroked her clit and his fingers thrust in and out of her. The scruff along his jaw rasped against her breasts as he sucked one nipple, then the other.

  “Torren.” Her hips lifted, needing more than just his fingers inside of her. “Please don’t tease me.”

  She tried to pull him off her breasts, but he stubbornly refused to move, no matter how hard she tugged on his hair. Her thighs clamped together, and Torren lifted his head, his wolf peeking through his eyes. Her breath froze and her heartbeat quickened. This wasn’t the fun-loving Torren she’d spent the day with. The man staring down at her was very much an Alpha in that moment, and she’d poked the beast inside.

  “Torren, I…”

  He growled and she watched as his fangs lengthened over his lower lip.

  Torren got off the bed and moved across the room, disappearing inside the closet. He returned a moment later, with some white rope in his hands. Olivia swallowed hard, not knowing what to expect.

  “Turn over,” he said, his voice barely human.

  She slowly rolled onto her stomach. Torren tied first one wrist then the other to the headboard. She heard her panties tear as he ripped the fabric from her body. Her pulse was pounding out of control, but it wasn’t from fear. Even though they hadn’t known one another long, she knew deep in her gut that her mate would never hurt her. Torren gripped her hips and lifted her onto her knees, then shoved pillows under her stomach.

  “Torren,” she said softly.

  His hand cracked against her ass, making her yelp in surprise.

  “When I want to pleasure my mate, you won’t try to push me away,” he said. “I know you liked what I was doing. You were soaking wet.”

  His hand came down on her ass again, making her gasp from the sting that quickly turned into a burn. His fingers trailed along her ass cheek, then stroked her pussy, before delivering another blow to her aching backside. He spanked her three more times before his body came down over hers, the weight pressing her against the pillows and mattress.

  “Are you going to keep me from pleasuring you in the future?” he asked, his voice dark and delicious.

  “No, Alpha,” she said softly.

  His fangs scraped her shoulder, then he quickly moved off her. She heard the rustle of fabric before the bed dipped.

  Torren’s hands cupped her ass and spread her open. “I love seeing you like this. Tied down. Open. So fucking wet. Your ass is nice and pink from me spanking you.”

  “Torren, please,” she begged.

  His hands squeezed her ass cheeks. “One of these days, I’m going to fuck this tight, virgin ass. I’ll claim you in every way possible.”

  Goosebumps erupted along her skin and her cheeks warmed, but not in embarrassment. No, what he’d said made her burn in a good way.

  Torren nipped her ass, then his body covered hers again. She felt his long, hard cock pressing against her pussy. Torren thrust deep, and Olivia gave a muffled scream as she buried her face in the bedding. He took her hard and deep, his thrusts unrelenting. She felt his hand caress her ribs, then slip between her and the bed. He gave her breast a squeeze before pinching her nipple.

  “Mine,” he said in a garbled voice that was a mix of beast and human.

  He drove into her again and again, his cock swelling inside of her. He twisted her nipple between his fingers and his fangs scraped along her neck. She could feel her clit swelling, need burning through her veins. Olivia felt the heat of his release splash inside of her, and she cried out in frustration. He’d never come before and left her unsatisfied.

  Torren didn’t stop. He kept driving his cock into her, just as hard as he’d been before he came. His fangs gripped her neck, as if he were holding her in place the way a wild wolf would. His thrusts never slowed, and he pinched her nipple again.

  Olivia ached and wanted to come.

  “Please, Torren,” she begged in a choked voice. “Please let me come.”

  He growled and pinned her tighter to the bed, but he released her nipple and slipped his hand between her hip and the pillow, edging his fingers toward her pussy. At the first brush against her clit, her breath stalled in her lungs and her body went tight. He rubbed her in small circles, hi
s fingers pressing tightly to her clit.

  Olivia’s eyes closed and her lips parted as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Torren growled again, and she felt him coming inside of her a second time. When he was finished, he released her neck and he lifted his body from hers. His cock slid out of her and she groaned at the sudden empty feeling.

  Torren rubbed his hands along her hips, then she felt his fingers shoving deep inside of her pussy.

  “My cum belongs inside of you, but I have to admit, your pussy looks especially pretty coated in it.” He growled. “Makes me want to see my cum leaking out of your ass, smeared across your breasts. I want to mark every inch of you with my scent.”

  She wiggled and his hand cracked against her ass once more.

  “Hold still. I enjoy looking at you like this. Legs spread. Pussy open and filled with my cum. Ass rosy from being spanked.”

  Holy hell! Is it wrong I’m extremely turned on by everything he’s saying?

  His body covered hers again, and his cock slid deep. “I’m going to take you over and over, fill you up, until every last drop of cum has been wrung from my balls.”

  “Torren.”

  His lips brushed her ear. “And you’re going to beg me for more. I’m going to get you so addicted to my cock, you’ll want me to fuck you as often as possible.”

  Torren began driving into her, and Olivia bit her lip and closed her eyes.

  He’s going to kill me with sex, but what a way to go.

  Chapter Four

  Torren scrambled some eggs in a cast iron skillet, tossing in shredded cheese, while bacon crisped in the oven. His mate was exhausted, and for good reason. He’d kept her tied down for several hours, fucking her like a rutting beast. It was out of character for him to lose control like that, and he hadn’t understood at first. Until her scent had teased him awake this morning.

  He smiled as he worked on making her breakfast. She was going to need her strength, and a lot of hardy meals for the next nine months. While Olivia was human and didn’t have a heat cycle like she-wolves, she had definitely been ovulating yesterday and his beast had known. The wolf had taken control, urging Torren to fuck her again and again, filling her with his cum. And if his nose was correct, she was now carrying a pup in her belly.

  Torren whistled as he plated their breakfast, his keen hearing picking up Olivia’s footsteps as she came down the hall. He’d just placed everything on the table when she entered the kitchen. There were dark smudges under her eyes from a lack of sleep, and her hair was tousled. She’d put on one of his shirts, and it fell to mid-thigh. Adorable. Fucking adorable.

  “Morning,” he said. “Sit down and start eating. I’ll get you some juice.”

  “I think I need coffee,” she said, her jaw dropping on a wide yawn. “I’m having trouble waking up today.”

  “One cup,” he said.

  Olivia narrowed her eyes at him and he could tell she was going to erupt like she had the other day.

  “Feel any different?” he asked.

  “Should I?”

  Torren shrugged, uncertain how to bring up the issue of a baby. He cleared his throat and drummed his fingers on the table.

  “So, I got a little carried away yesterday.”

  Her eyebrow arched as she bit into a piece of bacon. “I don’t recall complaining. Seriously, that was hot as fuck.”

  “I think my beast sensed that you were ovulating, and he went a little crazy.”

  She froze, another slice of bacon halfway to her open mouth.

  “And your scent is different this morning,” he said, forging onward. “I think you might be pregnant.”

  The bacon fell from her hand onto the table and her mouth dropped open more.

  “We have plenty of room here for a family,” he said, unable to read her at the moment, and hoping he’d say the right thing. “I know we didn’t discuss kids, but we can have as many as you want.”

  Her jaw snapped shut and she stared at him. For so long that he wondered if she was all right.

  “You knocked me up?” she asked. “Within a week of knowing me?”

  “Well, we are mates.” He scratched his cheek. “It’s the sort of thing that happens when you’re part of a bonded pair. It’s rare for wolves who aren’t fated to be together to have children. It’s happened on occasion, but not often. Some wolves are willing to take the chance on a mate who isn’t destined to be theirs, mostly because they’re lonely. The only mated pairs in this pack are a few older couples, past their childbearing years. Our child would be the first among our pack.”

  “Unbelievable,” she muttered, shoving her chair back and stomping out of the room.

  Torren stared after her, feeling confused. He went over everything he’d said and done, and couldn’t find fault with any of it. The point of claiming a mate was to procreate. His beast was rather pleased with the fact they were already expecting, but it seemed his mate wasn’t. Maybe he should have talked to her a little more about what to expect from being mated to a wolf. He looked at her still full plate and decided to track her down. Even if she was angry with him, she still needed to eat something.

  He heard the shower running and made his way to the bedroom. She’d tossed clothes across the foot of the bed, and the bathroom door stood open. Even in the shower she was muttering to herself, sounding angry. She slammed something down and he peered into the bathroom. If she scrubbed her hair any harder, she’d pull it all out. Torren knew he had to fix whatever was wrong, so he stripped out of his clothes and stepped into the shower. Gently, he gripped her wrists and pulled her hands from her hair, then started massaging her scalp and working the shampoo through her hair.

  “You’re going to hurt yourself,” he said.

  “How can you be so sweet one minute and a completely clueless jackass the next?” she asked.

  “I don’t understand. I don’t know why you’re so angry.”

  Olivia sighed and squinted up at him, swiping shampoo suds off her forehead. “Look, I get it. You’re all Alpha male and you’re pleased as hell that you knocked me up. But don’t you think we should have talked about it first? What if I didn’t want a baby right now?”

  He went still, and for a moment, doubts crept in. His first mate had only tolerated his touch, hadn’t wanted to be with him. Olivia hadn’t been conscious when he’d bitten her. Was she regretting his choice? Did she want her freedom? The passion between them was off the charts, but maybe it wasn’t enough. What if his mate was angry because she felt a baby tied them together even more than a bite? Had she planned to leave whenever she was able?

  Gwen had despised living with him enough to meet someone out in the woods. Someone who had likely killed her. The thought of losing Olivia, of losing their baby… bile rose in his throat. Had he been wrong the past few days and she’d only been giving what she thought he wanted? He’d thought they were good together, were made for one another despite their differences, but now he wasn’t so certain. Maybe he’d misread everything. What did he know of humans? If she didn’t feel the mating pull, then she might not stay. Gwen hadn’t wanted to stay.

  Olivia reached up and placed her hand on his cheek. “Hey, I don’t know where you just went, but come back to me.”

  He blinked and cleared the memories of his other mate and looked down at her. “You aren’t happy with me. I won’t keep another female against her wishes.”

  “Hold that thought.”

  The shampoo suds had started to slide toward her eyes, and Olivia tipped her head back under the water, rinsing out the shampoo. She wiped the water from her face and moved closer to him.

  “Now, what do you mean ‘keep another female’?” she asked.

  “I was mated until last year. She… died. Our mating was a contractual agreement between packs. Neither of us loved the other, but I’d provided her a home and I was good to her. She didn’t like for me to touch her unless she was in heat.”

  “And you’ve decided I’m the same as her?” Oliv
ia asked.

  “You’re angry about carrying my child.”

  Olivia’s face softened and she wrapped her arms around his waist. “I’m not angry because it’s your baby. I’m angry because you didn’t ask me if I wanted one right now. I’d never even thought about having sex before I woke up mated to you, and you honestly make me lose my mind when you touch me so I never even thought to ask about a condom. Or if condoms even work with shifters. I’m not leaving you, Torren. It just would have been nice to have been included in your decision. By taking that from me, you made me feel more like an incubator for your sperm than a part of this relationship.”

  His brow furrowed and his lips turned down at the corners. “But we’re mated. Bonded. It’s a fated mating, which means we’re destined for one another. And no, birth control doesn’t work on us. But we can typically only conceive with our destined mates. Like I said before, there are times a mated pair who hasn’t bonded can have a child, but it’s rare.”

  “What does that have to do with me being pregnant?”

  “I think this must be a wolf versus human thing,” he said. “A she-wolf would be excited if her fated mate had created a pup inside of her.”

  “Pup?” Her eyes went wide, her face paled, and she placed a hand over her belly. “My baby is going to come out as a wolf puppy? With fangs and fur? And a tail?” Her voice squeaked on the last part.

  He snorted and tried to hold back his laughter at her appalled expression. “No, it will be born in its human form. And when it gets older, it will shift for the first time.”

  “Can we not refer to our child as an it, or a pup?”

  “I didn’t realize you were ovulating yesterday,” he said. “My wolf must have picked up the scent, and the beast inside of me was driving my actions. I’m sorry I tied you down and…”

  “Fucked me until I ended up pregnant?”

  He nodded. “But I’m not sorry we’re having a baby. Do humans not start their families once they find their mates?”