Alpha Unhinged

by Olivia T. Turner

  “Look who it is,” Grey says with a growl as he glares at me. “Stay away from me, Frye.”

  Jacob’s bear comes right up to me and licks my cheek. He looks all bloodied up and exhausted. His body begins to shake and I step back as he phases. Jacob explodes out of him, looking terrified. “What are you doing out here?” he asks with a horrified look on his face.

  “I had to help,” I tell him. “I had to.”

  I’m expecting a lecture, but he grabs the back of my neck and kisses me hard instead.

  “Stay behind me,” he says. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”

  Burton phases back into his human form as well and he’s yelling instructions at the wolves.

  “Thanks for coming,” Jacob says to Grey and the boys with a nod.

  Grey grunts back.

  “Are we going to get to smash some heads in or what?” Grey asks impatiently while the two sides stare each other down. “Fuck this. I don’t have all day.”

  His huge hands squeeze the axe and he stomps over to take them all on singlehandedly.

  The tension in the air snaps and the two sides charge each other, colliding into battle like something out of a movie. I stick behind Jacob as he grabs a wolf and launches him into space. A wolf runs by me and I crack his legs with the bat. He tumbles over and then one of the large bears falls on top of him.

  It’s chaos all around me. I don’t know where to look.

  Some of the wolves phase back into their human forms and I recognize the sleazy guy from the bar, Tats. He’s got a long knife and he’s creeping up to Grey from behind, about to stab him in the kidney.

  I suck in a breath and rush over, clinging onto the bat. A wolf flies through the air at me, bouncing on the ground as he’s about to take out my legs. I leap over him and keep running.

  Grey is focused on two wolves and doesn’t see Tats approaching from behind. I run over and get there just as he’s about to sink the knife in. I swing the bat as hard as I can, slamming it into his shoulder which throws him off balance. Grey turns and grabs him by the tattooed neck. He snaps it easily and tosses his dead body to the ground.

  Grey’s scary eyes land on me and he nods with an appreciative grunt.

  The wolves don’t stand a chance with the extra grizzly bears and with our Kodiak bears fighting for their mates. Eventually, as enough of them die, they start to retreat and back away. Several phase into their human forms and flee to their bikes. The bears chase them down, killing a few more as they try to leave.

  It’s brutal, but a bear shifter won’t tolerate any threat to their mates. They’re more than willing to kill a fleeing shifter if there’s even the slightest chance that they’ll return to harm their mate.

  Jacob finds me in the bloodied field and grabs my hand. There are several deep gashes and shallow cuts all over his body. I see a tooth sticking out of his bloody forearm.

  “You’re hurt,” I say, feeling my stomach drop.

  He shakes his head. “I’m pissed.”

  Soon, the few Lone Wolf Mercenaries who manage to make it out of here leave and Burton is the only one left.

  The boys circle him as he glares at them. “I guess I should have brought more wolves,” he says with a shake of his head.

  “It wouldn’t have mattered,” Jacob says as he squeezes my hand. “We’re unstoppable when we’re fighting for love.”

  I feel my heart expanding in my chest at the sound of the L-word on his lips.

  “This time there is no tree to save your ass, Burton,” Easton says as the guys approach. I let go of Jacob’s hand and stand back.

  The firefighters phase back into their human forms and watch beside me as the Dixon brothers take charge. This is personal to them, so they let them handle it.

  “You killed our fathers,” Roman says with his hands squeezed into fists. “You tried to attack our mates. It’s the end of the line for you.”

  Burton knows he fucked up and he also knows there’s no chance of him getting out of this alive. He drops to his knees in front of them and raises his chin in the air. “Please make it quick.”

  Jacob steps up to him with a roar and snaps his neck. The man falls to the dirt, lifeless.

  It’s over.

  After we all clean up the bodies and burn them in a pile, the firefighters are about to leave. Quinton stops before getting into the truck and turns to me. “You coming Frye?”

  My mouth falls open. “Are you serious? After what I did?”

  “What, kicking Grey in the balls?” Enzo says with a laugh. “He deserved it.”

  “We have all wanted to kick the big guy in the nuts a few times,” Brees says with a chuckle. “But none of us had the guts to do it.”

  “You showed bravery today,” Quinton says. “You’re welcome back on the team. If you want it.”

  I turn to Grey to see what he thinks.

  He rolls his eyes. “Get in the fucking truck, Frye. You saved me from getting shanked. We’re even.”

  “I’ll be back,” I say as I grab Jacob’s hand. “But starting tomorrow. I want to spend some time with my mate.”

  I watch as Roman, Easton, Cameron, and Jacob thank the guys. They shake hands and some of them even hug. It looks like the hatchet is finally buried between the firefighters and the Dixon brothers. I’m glad about that.

  Jacob squeezes my hand as they pile into the truck and drive away. He looks all edgy and frazzled. He’s breathing heavily and his body is tight.

  “Are you okay?” I whisper to him.

  His jaw is clenched, too tense to answer.

  “Fuck,” Easton says as he rubs his eyes. “Is it too early for a fucking drink?”

  Roman shakes his head. “I’ll get the scotch.”

  Cameron limps over to the house. “I’ll get the bandages.”

  The boys are all cut up, but I notice that their wounds are already healing. Their gashes are bloody, but they’re no longer seeping blood, which is good I guess.

  When it’s just Jacob and I standing outside, I turn to him. “What’s the matter?”

  He shakes his head dismissively. “Nothing.”

  “Don’t lie to me, please. I’m your mate, Jacob. You can tell me anything, remember? No secrets between us.”

  He looks so tense. When I cup his cheek, some of that tension melts away. I love that I can have a calming effect on him.

  “It’s my bear,” he says, his voice sounding part growl.

  “What about him?”

  “He wants… our mark on you.”

  I immediately touch the tingling spot on my neck. Somehow I already know where it’s destined to go.

  “Seeing all those males around you,” he says with pain in his voice. “It’s put him in a rage. He needs it. I need it.”

  “I need it too,” I say as I take his hand and pull him to the house. “Let’s do it.”

  Chapter Ten

  Jacob

  There are no showers this time. No foreplay. No kissing.

  A frantic primal need is coursing through my veins as I press my mate against the wall in my bedroom and pin her there.

  She licks her lips as she looks up at me, arousal filling her hazel eyes. I can tell she senses my urgent need and it’s turning her on.

  Seeing my girl around all those shifters changed something in my bear. The possessive streak I’ve always had is now on steroids. It’s taking over my mind. I can’t think about anything else.

  We both need our mark on her. Desperately.

  I’ll never have her around another man without my mark on her skin. It’s not going to happen.

  “Jacob,” she gasps when my scratched-up body starts to swell.

  He’s trying to come out, not trusting me to do it. He growls in my ear, drowning out the words she’s saying to me.

  I grit my teeth and try to shove him back down, but he’s unstoppable like this. He’s crazed with the primal need to mark her. To lay ownership on her. To make it so every male knows exactly who she belon
gs to.

  My bloody skin tightens and stretches out as my muscles pump with blood and balloon underneath. It’s close to tearing. I’m close to sprouting fur.

  “What can I do?” my girl asks, looking desperate to help.

  I don’t answer. I just grab ahold of her clothes and tear them off her body. She whimpers as I rip them to shreds and throw them at our feet.

  My own clothes split down the seams as my bear tries to get out.

  Her eyes are wide and staring up at me in shock. I must look terrifying to her. I’ve almost doubled in size, my eyes are probably glowing a golden color. I feel my gums burning as my canine teeth extend into fangs. They press against my lips, making me look monstrous and savagely evil.

  She doesn’t shrink away or scream for help. My girl knows my bear and I would never do anything to hurt her. She looks turned on by my new appearance and reaches for my jeans. With deft fingers, she quickly undoes my zipper and pulls my cock out. It’s thicker and longer than it normally is. I’m mid-phase with my bear, struggling to hold him back. Adrenaline mixes with an ungodly level of testosterone to jack up my body like this.

  Alyssa guides my cock into her tight little hole. I can’t go easy on her this time. I have no control left. My bear is taking everything from me. Everything I have is being used to prevent him from bursting out.

  I thrust into her tight heat and groan as I push my cock all the way inside. She cries out when she feels how long and thick I am. Every inch of her is stuffed tight.

  I want to go slow for her, but I can’t. The need to mark her is consuming me.

  She cries out as I fuck her against the wall, slamming my big cock into her pussy at a ruthless pace. She takes it all. She whimpers and cries out, but she takes it.

  Mark her, my bear growls inside.

  Mark her! Mark her!

  It’s all he can think about. The two words circulate in my brain at a frenzied pace.

  Mark her! Mark her!

  “I’m cumming!” Alyssa cries out as she’s plastered against the wall, my big dick savagely plunging in and out of her wet cunt. “I’m cumming!”

  I feel her pussy tighten around me, pulsing with heat.

  She’s distracted and the feel of her orgasm will take away some of the pain. I pull my lips back and plunge my sharp canines into her sweet flesh. They sink into the spot under her neck as she cries out, her eyes watering.

  I orgasm when I taste her blood. My big cock surges inside her pussy and unloads every drop of cum I have.

  She gasps when I pull my teeth out of her, but she doesn’t cry or yell at me. She knows it’s necessary for the bond. She wants it as badly as I do.

  I kiss the spot, letting my saliva help heal it.

  Satisfied, my bear slides back down and my body returns to normal. My cock loses some of its girth and Alyssa moans when she feels it.

  “I’m sorry,” I gasp as I press my forehead to hers.

  We’re both breathing so heavily. God, that was intense.

  She takes several deep breaths before she can answer. “No,” she says in a breathless tone. “Don’t apologize. I wanted it too.”

  Her hand is trembling as she slowly raises it and touches the mark.

  “It’s been tingling since I met you.”

  I smile as I look at it, knowing that this sweet girl is all mine now. In every way she’s mine.

  “You think a little tingling is bad,” I say with a chuckle. “You should try living with a crazed Kodiak bear who can’t focus on anything else but marking it.”

  She kisses my lips. It’s soft and loving. It’s everything we’re feeling.

  “You don’t have to worry about that anymore,” she whispers as she holds me against her. “I’m yours. Every cell of my body is yours.”

  I kiss her again.

  “And I’m yours.”

  My bear settles down inside and all I feel is happiness coursing through my body now that this beauty is safe.

  I’ve done my job protecting her for now.

  That job will never end, but for now, I can rest easy with my mate and spend the rest of the night with her in my big comfy bed.

  Right where we belong.

  Epilogue

  Jacob

  Six Months Later…

  It’s Alyssa’s last day of work for a while and I wait for her outside of the fire station with a bouquet of red roses. I’m so happy I get her all to myself for a year. Well, I’ll have to share her with the baby, but I don’t mind that.

  My heart swells when I see her walk out. She’s always so beautiful, but with a baby bump, she’s fucking stunning.

  This girl is always taking my breath away. She smiles when she sees me, those adorable cheeks turning pink when she spots the flowers in my hand.

  “Who are those for?” she asks with a grin.

  I hold them up to her with a smile. “For the most amazing person I’ve ever met.”

  She looks around playfully. “Oh, when do I get to meet this amazing person?”

  I grin as I hand them to her. “It’s you, baby. It’s always been you.”

  We kiss and then hold hands as I walk her back to my truck.

  “How do you feel?” I ask. “Last day of work.”

  She shrugs and smiles up at me. “If it means I get to spend more time with my sexy mate, I don’t mind.”

  “Don’t worry,” I tell her. “I’ll make it worth your while. Every time you miss work, I’ll make you cum so hard it will clear your mind.”

  “Sounds like a good plan,” she says with a blush on her cheeks.

  I help her into the truck and she cradles our unborn baby as I carefully close the door. I can’t wait to be a father and I can’t wait to see Alyssa as a mother.

  She’s been the perfect mate and I have no doubt she’ll be an incredible mother as well.

  “You’re free,” I tell her as I start the truck. “Where do you want to go? You say the word and I’ll take you there. Out for lunch, ice cream, walk in the park, you name it.”

  She grins and I can tell she’s thinking about something good.

  “What is it, my love?”

  “Remember that hotel we went to for our first night together?”

  “Of course. How could I forget it? I’ll never forget that amazing night.”

  “How about we disappear there for a few nights and reenact our first time?”

  My cock is already rock hard just thinking about it.

  I throw the truck into drive and peel out of the parking lot.

  She laughs as I turn onto the highway, driving away from our ranch.

  “I guess I should take that as a yes?” she says with a laugh.

  “That’s a hell yes!”

  “Shouldn’t we go home and get some clothes first?”

  I look at her with a grin and shake my head. “We’re not going to need any clothes. Remember?”

  She smiles shyly, that adorable pink back in her cheeks. “I guess you’re right.”

  I hit the gas and fly down the highway, ready to have the time of our lives.

  Epilogue

  Alyssa

  Ten Years Later…

  Jacob takes the pen from his brother and signs the last signature on the deed. Eight names: Cameron Dixon, Mary McCray, Roman Dixon, Bailey Donovan, Easton Dixon, Ivy Irwin, Alyssa Frye, and Jacob Dixon. We’re the brand new owners of the ranch we’ve lived on and loved for the past decade.

  It feels surreal.

  Jacob slowly lowers the pen onto the desk and we all look at each other, not sure whether we’re allowed to move or not.

  “That’s it,” the notary says with a friendly smile.

  “The ranch is ours?” Jacob asks as he stares at him in disbelief.

  “All yours.”

  The eight of us leap into the air and hug and high five and kiss our mates. The Dixon tribe finally has a home to themselves.

  Logan Crawford is watching us from the corner of the room with a grin on his face. You can bar
ely see his eyes under his black cowboy hat, but he looks happy that his childhood home is going to a good crew of bears. He’s happy living with the Bowen brothers and wanted to give us our own place to stay after renting it to us for so long.

  There’s elation in the air as we celebrate the huge win. We all chipped in for this one. The ranch has been pulling record profits with all of the guys’ hard work, Mary put in her two advances for her bestselling non-fiction books, both relationship advice books on being mated with a shifter, Bailey and Ivy added their profits from the catering company they started, and I’ve been putting in two paychecks a month from firefighting into the big pot.

  It took a while, but we finally got the money to make it all ours.

  The big farmhouse is getting too small for all of us with all of our cubs running around, so we’re going to start building four separate houses on the ranch. Far enough for some privacy, but close enough to remain a tight-knit crew.

  Jacob’s arms tighten around me when we meet in the middle of the room. “Couldn’t have done it without you, kid,” he says with that wicked smile that always makes me weak in the knees.

  We’ve been together every day for over a decade and have had four children together, but he still manages to make my insides feel like jelly every time he gives me that stunner of a look.

  I love him so much.

  He’s everything to me.

  He’s my man, my best friend, and my mate.

  And I’m never letting him go.

  The End!

  Don’t be shy. Come Follow Me…

  I won’t bite unless you ask me to

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