The Merciless Alpha(erotica)

Vivian’s POV

Carson picked her up in his arms and carried her back to the room, his wolf needing the contact with her to calm his protective instincts. I smiled as I watched them go.

“Everything all right?” I smiled and turned around just as Snake pulled me in for a kiss.

“Yes, she’s doing well, no signs of SPUDS yet. Delivery in a week.”

“Are you ready for it? All your supplies in place?”

I thought about it. “Everything we can afford. I don’t have a spare seven hundred thousand around for that drug again, and even if I did, it didn’t seem to help that much. My real problem is blood.”

“I thought she was donating?”

“She did, but only two pints. Once the baby really started developing, I couldn’t afford to let her donate more. I have saline IV’s, but that just replaces volume, it doesn’t help with clotting or oxygen.”

“And ours doesn’t help because it’s too different,” he said as I nodded. “What can you do about it?”

I pushed him to a chair and sat in his lap, leaning back against him as his strong arms held me tight. “I’ve made some discrete inquiries on the internet to the remaining Packs. A pack in Wyoming responded, they have five pints of the right blood type available, but it has to be picked up from them and they want a thousand dollars a pint for it.”

“Why picked up?”

“Werewolves can’t afford to let their blood get out, so they won’t ship it, they have to know it is going to another werewolf. Plus, they will want to know who it is for and why. I can’t tell them that, and I sure as hell can’t go to Wyoming to pick it up.” It was suicide going onto any of the remaining Pack lands; well, they wouldn’t kill me, but they would keep and mate me, and that was a death sentence. “The only way to do it is to send Carson, and I can’t ask him to do that.”

“Why not?”

“Because he might do it.” I leaned my head back against his shoulder. “She doesn’t have much of a chance at survival without the blood, and with it she still doesn’t have much of a chance.”

“He’s lost without her, and you aren’t giving him a choice.” He kissed my hair. “You have to ask him, he needs to know he’s done everything to save her.”

Shit. “Let’s go talk to him.” I had a bad feeling about this.

Carson’s POV

Three Days Later

I pushed the motorcycle faster, moving at close to a hundred miles an hour over the near-empty freeway in eastern Wyoming. It had taken me about a minute to make the decision to go get the blood, regardless of the risk. If my mate needed it to live, I needed to provide it. I loved her, I loved my little girl, and I wanted them both. Without her, my life was over.

It took two days of negotiation with the Sheridan pack before we got them to agree to four thousand dollars and no questions, and that was when I left. I was using my new Harley, purchased from a friend of Viper’s in Madison. I hadn’t transferred the title yet, so it wouldn’t trace back to our club. My driver’s license was still from my old Pack address, expired, but untraceable to our Club.

I looked to my side where Snake was riding, then in the mirror to see Dagger and Stain behind me. The three insisted on coming, even though they wouldn’t be allowed to enter Pack lands. They were going to stay in Sheridan while I made the exchange. We’d been riding hard all day, having left before dawn. The meetup was set at eight in the morning.

We pulled into Sheridan and found a steakhouse near the hotel we were staying at. Range fed beef… man, they knew how to make a steak here. The boys couldn’t keep up with me as I devoured my Porterhouse, dipped in au jus and ground horseradish. The beer was pretty damn good too.

The next morning, I left the IHOP and headed out of town towards the mountains. As soon as I turned onto the access road, I could feel eyes on me. By the time I got to the gate, I could see and smell wolves on both sides. I stopped the motorcycle, waiting for the guard to come check me out. “Carson Patterson, your Alpha is expecting me.”

He took a deep sniff of me, then checked my identification. “Stay to the road until you get to the Pack House. Deviate from the path, and your escorts will kill you.”

“Understood.” I fired my bike back up and drove another ten miles until the big log Pack House came into view. Pulling in by the stairs, I stopped the engine and put the kickstand down just as three large men walked down the stairs to meet me. “Alpha Stanton, I presume?”

The big man in the center stopped on the last stair as the other two moved to flank me. “I am, and you must be Carson Patterson.” I stepped forward and bowed my head as I shook his hand. “Did you bring the cash?”

“Of course, sir.” I reached into my pocket and removed the envelope. “Four thousand. The blood please?”

“It’s inside. Come on, we can have a drink before you go, they are bringing the blood up from the clinic.” He walked back up, counting the cash as we went. “So how is Doctor DelMara doing?”

I froze, just as the two big dudes behind me grabbed my arms and forced me to the ground. “She got sloppy, using the same IP address as she did six years ago when this all started. We suspected something, blood isn’t something you call ahead for unless you know it is going to be needed. And Doctor DelMara is the only one who has ever delivered a baby alive since this whole thing started.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Oh, I think you do. You’re going to tell me where she is and bring her to me, Carson Patterson of the Boundary Waters pack. She is going to save my mate and my child, and my Beta is looking forward to a new mate. Denise said she’s quite the looker.”

“Denise?”

“My mate. You knew her as Beta Denise Thorssen. She’s twenty weeks pregnant, and she’s the last female in this Pack until the Doctor gets here.”