by Alisa Woods
Not tonight, asshole.
The rustling sounds from the hallway settled, and the distant thumping of boots on the stairs said most of the pack was heading outside. His time was growing short. A couple more minutes, and Gage would be back in Jak’s room, insisting he call the university nerds back later. Jak really needed a backup excuse for delaying further. Maybe he should take this moment, when everyone was heading out, to slip outside on his own and just lurk around Mace’s house until he got the signal from Arianna that Mace had shifted. Problem was, Jak didn’t know who was still straggling behind in the house like him.
Or if Gage was waiting just outside his door.
Just as Jak was about to pace the room again, and try to come up with a backup excuse for delaying, a movement over at Mace’s house caught his eye. Shadows moved across the blind-covered windows, and a breath-stopping ten seconds later, he saw long shadows cast by the moonlight of something moving at the rear of the house. Jak glimpsed five figures just briefly before they moved deeper into the meadow where he couldn’t see them. But that had to be Mace, his three pack members, and Arianna.
Come on, come on, come on.
Jak pulled the phone from his ear and looked at the face of it, willing Arianna’s text to come. Just at that moment, Mason stuck his head in Jak’s door, jolting surprise through him.
“Hey, are you done?” Mason asked. “Gage is getting pissed.”
Jak shook his head and quickly put the phone back to his ear. He needed more time. “What do you mean, the basement’s flooded?” he said harshly into the phone. He held up a finger to Mason, indicating he needed another minute.
Mason just crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe.
Shit.
“Well, yeah, but I don’t see why that would shut down your hoods,” Jak said into the phone. He shrugged to Mason and held up his hands like he was helplessly stuck on the phone then waved off Mason, like he should leave.
Mason just shook his head and stayed put.
Meanwhile, Arianna could be texting him any second.
Dammit. Jak covered the microphone and whispered to Mason, “Dude, I’ll be there. Just start without me.”
“No can do,” Mason said, not moving an inch. “Gage says not to come back without you.”
Jak stalked across the room, still holding his hand over the phone. “Look, just give me two seconds, all right?” He uncovered the phone. “Yes, I’m still here,” he said into it. “I’ve got to go, so can we—yes, I know that’s a problem.” Jak took his free hand and shoved Mason out the door. He closed it in Mason’s face before he could get a foot back in. Jak leaned against the door to hold it closed. He sighed in relief. At least Mason would be out of the room when Arianna’s message came in, but now Jak was stuck in a major way.
He glanced at the phone. Still nothing.
Jak would have to take Mason out somehow. Once the message came in, everything went into play. Jak had to be ready to move. The last thing he wanted was to have to shoot Mason, not least because it would be too soon for shots to be fired and send everyone into red alert. And because he actually liked Mason. His stomach knotted up even more than the ball of extreme tension it was already. Jak would have to knock Mason out or come up with some excuse—
His phone pinged.
Morgan Media.
What the hell?
Ice ran through his veins. Why were the witches calling him?
He swallowed and answered. “Hello?”
“Well, hello. Damn, you even sound sexy on the phone.” It was Circe, Hecca’s sister. The witch who he had hoped would break Arianna free of her mating bond, only to find the spell would break him instead.
“Look, I’m a little busy right now—”
“I’m sure you are, lover,” she purred. “Full moon and all. Isn’t that when you boys get together and tuck your tails between your legs—”
He gritted his teeth. “What do you want?”
“The question is what do you want, hot stuff? I’ve been waiting for your call. You left me hanging, and that’s something you promised you wouldn’t do.”
“I didn’t promise you shit,” he said, but his heart was hammering. He had left the coven without making it absolutely clear he wasn’t interested in Circe’s offer of exchanging her dark art spell—which would free Arianna but kill him—for a round of wolf-on-witch sexploits.
“Well, you did brag quite a bit about your prowess, Jak dear,” Circe chastised. “You got me all hot and bothered. I was hoping you would take me up on my offer.”
Mason banged on the door, making Jak’s heart lurch.
“This really isn’t a good time,” Jak said, quiet but harsh into the phone. “And I’m not interested in your offer. I’ve made other arrangements.”
Her voice turned from smolder to ice in an instant. “Have you, now? Well, then, I’m glad I called. Because, darling, you see, you really don’t have a choice. Not if you want to keep secret this little yearning you have for an already-mated wolfy playmate.”
“What?” Jak pushed away from the door, locking it so Mason couldn’t barge in. He stalked to the window and peered out, looking for Mace and his pack. He couldn’t see anything. “What exactly are you threatening me with?”
“It’s not a threat, Jak darling, it’s an opportunity.” Her voice was back to purring. “You have something I want—namely your smoking hot body in my bed. And I have something you want—a little tidbit of information about that female you’re so hot for. I propose a trade.”
“Wait, what?” A chill ran through him. “What do you know about Arianna?”
“Oh, just the names of the people who sent those bounty hunters after her.”
Jak’s chest grew tight. He wanted to know who was after Arianna, but at this point, it was more important to get her free of Mace. And his plan to do that was seriously in jeopardy the longer he was on the phone with this witch. He was tempted to hang up.
“We can discuss that later.”
“I’m sorry, darling, later doesn’t work for me,” she said, her voice cool again. “In fact, maybe I’ll call that alpha of yours right now and let him know what his beta has been up to in his spare time.”
“No!” Jak’s breaths were starting to heave out of his chest. He rubbed a hand across his face. “Just… give me a little time.”
“I have a taste for wolf tonight, Jak.” Her voice dropped dangerously low. “And you don’t want to leave me hungry.”
He swallowed. “All right. I’ll meet you in an hour.”
“That’s what I like to hear.” Her voice was back to the sex-drenched tone from before.
It churned his stomach, but in an hour, he planned to be in his car, heading for the state line with Arianna by his side. The witch could go to hell, then. He just couldn’t have her screwing things up for him right now. But if he left her high and dry, he had better make sure they were leaving the area in a serious hurry. And any information he wanted from her, he had better get it now.
“Now tell me what you know about the hunters,” he said.
“In an hour, lover,” she teased. “If you’re good.”
“Now.”
Mason banged on his door and rattled the knob. A cold sweat was breaking out on the back of Jak’s neck.
“You don’t want me coming to bed angry, do you?” he said into the phone. “Besides, you’ll still have my little secret to hold over me to make sure I show up.”
She paused. “Well, all right. No harm in it, I suppose. But you’re not going to like it, lover.”
“Circe…” he warned.
“It’s the girl’s family,” she said. “They want her back.”
With Arianna's family looking for her, Jak's plan to flee the state just got a lot more complicated. But before he can worry about that, he has to break her free of Mace's hold.
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Table of Contents
Deception (Dark Alpha 3) Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
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