The Linchpin (Tundra Wolves Book 3)

by Maggie Walsh

  Alex is a delta/gamma wolf with deep desires to be taken by two Masters. His life is pretty normal and boring, besides the fact that he has grown up as a delta with a burning need to have sex, as his kind is known for. However once he hits his twenty-fifth birthday and he fully matures into who he will be, and his gamma side comes forward, Alex wants more than just sex, he wants to submit fully to a lover, he wants to belong to someone. Two someone’s actually. He has dreamt of finding two men who can master him and give him what he needs.

  Tug is an alpha/beta with their pack and runs the pack pub for the alpha. He also is the man of Alex’s dreams. Tug is big, funny, caring, friendly, but he also exudes that alpha domination that Alex craves so much. When Alex finds out that Tug already has a man of his own, a boyfriend he is in a committed relationship with, all Alex’s dreams of submitting to Tug crash around him.

  Then one day Alex meets a new man, Raiden and finds himself attracted to the beta/delta and runs away scared. Not that he wouldn’t love to get to know Raiden and maybe see if there could be something between them, but Alex really craves a Dominant male. Not that the beta in Raiden won’t be Dominant, but Alex doesn’t get that vibe from the intense, friendly male.

  Not knowing that Raiden is actually Tug’s boyfriend, Alex finds himself overwhelmed and shocked when he has an encounter with both men together and feels a pull to belong to them both. When Raiden and Tug start to make advances toward him, Alex is thrilled, but confused, until their alpha, Dell, orders them to the alpha house, then explains to them that the three of them are actually true mates.

  While speaking to the alpha they all find out about something called The Reckoning and how a great purge will be coming to Earth by the gods to cleanse it. Only those of their kind who are true mates will survive the purge. But, they also learn about something called a “linchpin”, and Dell believes that Alex is one. He explains that Tug and Raiden are actually true mates, but never knew until they met their linchpin together, and that man is Alex.

  Now that the three of them know the truth and feel the pull to mate, they are each excited to start their lives together, but outside forces in the form of a twink wanting Tug and Raiden as his own, steps in and causes chaos and misunderstandings.

  When Alex disappears at the hands of a stalker, it is up to Tug and Raiden to save their true mate before someone else claims what is theirs, and they can all finally claim each other.

  The Linchpin

  Tundra Wolves 3

  by

  Maggie Walsh

  MM, SHIFTERS, PARANORMAL, AND SCENES OF VIOLENCE

  A Maggie Walsh Book

  www.maggiewalshauthor.com

  A MAGGIE WALSH BOOK

  The Linchpin

  Tundra Wolves 3

  Copyright © 2019 by Maggie Walsh

  Edited by Ann Attwood

  First E-book Publication: June 2019

  Cover design by Maggie Walsh

  All cover art and logo copyright © 2019, Maggie Walsh

  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission.

  All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.

  All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

  DEDICATION

  To the characters of The Tundra Wolves who just keep talking to me and don’t allow anyone else in. This is a very strange and exciting ride for me, something I never thought I would do, but as with these characters, I am not fighting it and just going along for the ride.

  And once again a special thank you to Master Jeff, Master Black, Jen, Mike G, and Nick for all your help with the BDSM aspect of these stories. Having you all there to answer all my questions, give me ideas, and teach me about your world has been priceless. I hope I continue to do you proud with each book and bring some authenticity to the BDSM lifestyle even though a few things have had to change because of the shifter aspect of these books. You have opened my eyes and have brought me a greater understanding of both a Dominant and a submissive, as well as BDSM as a whole.

  AREA OF INTEREST

  WARNING: This book may contain triggers for some readers. M/M/M, SHIFTERS, PARANORMAL, ANAL PLAY, BONDAGE, SEX TOYS, SPANKING, SCENES OF VIOLENCE, ANIMAL CLAIMING.

  Table Of Content

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Also from Maggie Walsh

  About The Author

  CHAPTER 1

  Blink. Blink. Blink.

  “Gods, I have no idea what to write. Why is my brain so blocked right now? I have been sitting here staring at this damn blank page for almost two hours and that godsdamn cursor just keeps blinking at me. It’s taunting me. Telling me that I am a failure. Every time it blinks it screams at me that I am a fraud.

  “Until now, I’ve been lucky, that’s it. No real talent. That damn cursor knows it and is now exposing me. Slapping me in the face so that I can see the truth and accept it. I need to find something else to do with my life, because this obviously isn’t it. Sure I’ve had a few successful books, but that’s been the lie, the luck, the fluke. After thirty books, I’m done. I’m a washup, a has been.”

  Alex put his elbows on the table and thrust his fingers through his hair at the top of his head as he released a heavy sigh. “Maybe I need to stop stressing over it? But my readers want more.” They wanted that next book. He had some ideas, but nothing would come. Just typing ideas on the page wasn’t a story. It wasn’t a book. It needed more meat to it than that, to build the character, the story, the heat. And his readers expected a sextreme level of heat. It was what he was known for. Sure his books were more on the porn end of the spectrum, but hey, there was room for all kinds in their world. He had his characters fall in love and live happily ever after, but the sex had to be over the top, spectacular. It was what he liked to read and what he felt the need to write.

  Okay, so he would never make a fortune doing what he did. His books had a certain audience and that wasn’t anywhere near the top authors of the world, but they made him some money and he loved doing it. He would definitely never be rich doing this, especially with thieving douche-nozzles out there who kept pirating books and thinking it was just fine to do so, because, hey, they knew all authors were rich.

  Yeah, right. Only the top tier, like the Stephen Kings, J.K. Rowling’s and their like of the world were the rich ones. Authors like him were lucky they made some extra cash to help their families make ends meet for the month. Hell, most of the authors he knew from talking to online had day jobs. They needed them to survive and the books they wrote were more because of the pull he and other authors felt to writing. Of course making some money at it helped and was always needed. Shit, one author he talked to weekly was actually homeless. She went to her local library every day and sat for a few hours using their computers to type her script and send off to her publisher when the book was ready. So, whatever money she had coming in made the difference of whether she was able to get a place to stay in some s
mall welfare hotel for a week or two and actually eat... or not.

  Damn pirating sites. And damn all those people who went to those sites and downloaded those books for free, thinking it was their right. Alex smiled as he thought about finding some of them and strolling into their houses while they sat there stunned that a perfect stranger had just walked in. Then, he would saunter over to their stuff, their televisions, computers, their food, and just take it all. Then when they started complaining that he was stealing from them, he would just shrug and say, “Too bad. I have every right to just take your hard-earned stuff just like you do when you steal those books from hard working authors.” Damn, now that would be epic.

  Alex sighed again, because he knew it would never happen, and those pieces of life’s crap would always be hemorrhoids on the ass of society. But, he was a huge believer in Karma and had faith that someday, someday, they would get theirs and exactly what was coming to them. In his deepest fantasies, if he was being honest, he wished that Karma would come calling during their darkest days and bite them hard.

  Ding!

  Alex lifted his head from the sound. He had just got a message. Should he go look? No, he needed to get his head in the game and get this book written. But what if it was important? How important could it be? It wasn’t like it was life or death. It was only his account on My Darkest Desires. The message was probably from another asshole sending him unwanted dick pics. Like just flashing a dick at someone was going to make them swoon and go, “Oh, yeah, I need to get me some of that, so come here big boy and just let me bend over for you.” Stupid fucks were just so...pathetic.

  But then again, wasn’t he pathetic for even being on the app to begin with? No, his reasons were different. He didn’t go on there to try and hook up with anyone. Alex was just there to meet and talk to other like-minded men who were confused about the things they wanted. What they desired. Needed.

  As a delta/gamma in a pack of Tundra Wolves, his place in life and in his sexual wants was pretty much set. As a delta he loved sex more than air. All deltas did. It was in their nature. Deltas lived, ate, and breathed sex. They were essentially nymphomaniacs and it was perfectly accepted by their pack, their kind, and as a gamma he loved to submit. It was in their DNA just like sex was in a delta’s, or dominance was in a beta or alpha’s. Gammas had a deep need to submit to their sex partner, and if they found the right one, like an alpha or beta, they would do pretty much whatever their Dominant asked of them sexually.

  Alex always thought he was a nice mix of both. Well, maybe not always, because until his twenty-fifth birthday last year he had thought he was just delta, except when he woke up on his birthday he could feel a difference. When he spoke with Dell, his alpha, Dell had explained that a wolf’s twenty-fifth birthday was the day they finally fully matured and became who they were meant to be.

  Growing up, his dads were never around much and Alex had basically raised himself, except for all the time he had spent over at the alpha’s playing with Caleb, one of the alpha’s sons and one of Alex’s best friends. His dads had never explained much about life to him before they died, but the alpha and his family had, so when he woke up on his birthday and could actually feel the change, Alex had to go to Dell and make sure what was happening to him was normal.

  Alex loved being a delta/gamma now, but he could never find the right sex partner to give him exactly what he needed. Alex desired to submit so bad that sometimes it physically hurt. Sometimes he thought he might have some omega in him. Omegas would submit to everything their partner demanded, both in and out of the bedroom.

  From conversations he had with other delta/gammas and hearing the stories of their sexual exploits and desires, Alex knew he was different. His need to submit seemed more than any other delta/gamma he knew. His thoughts went more to the darker side. The things he wanted a lover to do to him sometimes made him feel like he was broken. Like he was a disgrace, and others would think so too if they ever found out, but Alex couldn’t help the way he felt. He couldn’t control the need inside him, or the fantasies that sprang up in his head of the things he craved.

  And what exactly did he want? Cock. He loved cock. He craved cock. The more the merrier. He had the most erotic fantasies of having two or three extra-large cocks rammed up his ass as another huge cock forced it way down his throat. He wanted to be totally filled with cock. He wanted to be tied down and forced to submit. He wanted to be filled every hour of every day. Chained down and teased until he cried from the need. Taken over and over again by a Dominant lover… or maybe, more than one.

  Alex sighed again as he stared at the screen. That would never be. He was a wolf. Humans could never fulfill his desires and his kind had a pecking order. Alphas were the most dominant of their kind, then betas. He would love to have two or three Dominant alphas owning him, or an alpha and beta, or even two betas. Something of that mix, but it was impossible. Not that there weren’t threesomes, or even a foursome or two in their pack, that fell in love and mated. Not true mates of course, because hell, a true mate was so hard to find. It was only recently that one of his best friends, Caleb, had been lucky enough to find his true mate in a nearby pack’s alpha. And being a beta/gamma, Alex knew his friend was having the time of his life and was probably completely fulfilled being happily mated to his Dominant.

  But neither a true mate or mating was in the cards for Alex. No, not the kind he desired most. To have two Dominants own him, control him, tie him down and fuck him. It just wasn’t in the cards, because no alpha or beta would ever dream of sharing their submissive with others. Alphas and betas were very possessive, especially with their subs.

  Alex groaned deep. Oh fucking hell. There went another of his deepest, darkest desires. To have his Dominant use him for his own pleasure, and part of that pleasure being to share him with another. To force Alex to please him and another would be amazing. He still wanted to be owned by his male and to know his Dominant would be his just as well, but if his mate wanted him to submit to another, because it got him off to do so, then to take Alex harshly, showing his ownership on him afterward, then Alex would drop to his knees and beg for it.

  Ding!

  Well, that damn cursor was still goading him and sticking its tongue out. Maybe he should step back, walk away, and relax, then maybe things would come to him. Alex suddenly sat up straighter as a smile came to his lips. Maybe it was Useless Master! Not that the man was useless, but it’s what he called himself on his messages.

  The man had a shit ton of his own problems. He was Dominant, but also submissive. He loved submitting to his boyfriend, his Master, but he craved to dominate another, and hoped he and his boyfriend could find a third. Alex hated that the man called himself Useless Master, and had tried many times to convince him otherwise, but it was... well, useless... though Alex would always try.

  The man was his friend. Even though they had never met in person and never would, the guy being only a friend he met online, Alex still looked at him as a friend. He looked forward to talking with him. Being able to talk to the man and listen when the guy needed someone to talk to as well, was great. They might never have met, but they were still great friends. UM, as he liked to call him, knew more about him than anyone else in his life. He could always share anything with UM. Anything.

  A giddiness of excitement filled him when he thought that ding was UM. It was just the distraction he needed right now. Alex clicked on the button and changed the screen. Immediately his account page appeared and the little icon on top let him know he had messages blinked. Shit, twenty? Was someone desperate?

  Alex clicked on the blinker and the box opened up. His gaze ran over the list quickly, seeing that they were mostly from guys he didn’t know, then his gaze landed on UM’s name and saw that the latest two messages were from him. Alex smiled as he clicked on the link and opened up their private message box.

  UM: Hey sweet thing. How’s that book treating you? I remember you telling me you were about to start a new on
e, but were a little worried over what you wanted to do. Just checking. Hit me back when you can and good luck.

  UM: Oh, sorry, Don’t want to disturb you, but thought you might want to know, my Master said he was on board. Smiley emoji.

  Alex gasped and his eyes lit up. Holy shit. UM’s Master agreed to start looking for a third for them. That was wonderful news. UM must be on top of the world, especially since the guy actually used an emoji, which made Alex giggle. UM would never use an emoji.

  Alex quickly typed in his reply.

  Alex: So happy 4U. I hope you find what you’re looking for. Congrats! Emojis???

  UM: Lol. Yeah, I hated that, sorry. I was just really happy. I finally confessed all my deepest desires to him. I love him dearly, but as you know, I’m still not happy. I don’t want to lose him, but I have a need and if I had to risk losing him to find my happiness, then so be it. So I manned up and told him.

  Alex: And what did he say? What did he do?

  UM: He stared at me for a minute, then came to me, held me close and told me he would do anything for me. Said he loved me and would do whatever it took to make me happy, and that he wished I had said something sooner, because he knew how I was feeling, needing, but wouldn’t push me. He was waiting for me to own up to it. He said he would love a third. Someone who would fully submit to us both. Him being the top dog of course, but he would love to see me dominate our new boy. Our boy!! He wants us to have our very own boy!! Now we just need to find the right one.

  Alex shivered. Gods, it was what he wanted. What he knew he needed. To be someone’s boy, or in UM and his Master’s case, two someone’s. He wanted to be someone’s boy. Lucky bastard, whoever he would be, was about to get two amazing men to dominate him, own him, control him. Alex was suddenly jealous of a total stranger and his heart hurt. What he wouldn't give to live near UM and his Master. To be able to offer himself to them to see if they fit. But, it would never be. As far as he knew UM was a human and lived hundreds of miles from the frozen Tundra where Alex lived. UM said he was from somewhere down in the lower forty-eight, like Dallas, or something like that. No… Denver… Yeah, Denver.