Page 46 of Plug and Claim

Susie’s cries became strangled, and Kira could imagine her being hauled away.

“You can join any other pack, Kira!” Susie shouted. “You have nothing to prove!”

Yes I do.

Her heart ached. Susie didn’t understand.

She had to do this.

It was a small sacrifice on the path to ascending the pack’s hierarchy. Yes, there were twelve alphas, but that would make it all the more impressive when she challenged them all for sole leadership of the pack.

A tear rolled down her face, and she wondered if Mark felt it on his hand, which was still clamped over her mouth. She had no intention of backing out of the initiation, but the fact that Mark was denying her the right to speak was almost as bad as the gag Nathaniel had placed on her.

“Kira!” Susie shouted, and then the gym doors slammed shut, cutting her voice off.

Mark removed his hand from her mouth. “Sorry about that. We don’t usually get interruptions.”

Before she could reply, she felt his cock pushing against her again, and the revulsion she’d felt earlier was back.

“No,” she said, trying to shuffle away, but Mark held her in place.

“Hold still, love. This won’t take long. At least let me get it in there once.”

The head of his cock parted her lips, and she braced herself for the pain that was about to come.

“Here we go,” Mark said. “Take my cock, baby.”

Chapter 17

Claimed

Kira

Before Mark could penetrate her, bright lights flooded the stage, illuminating every alpha. They didn’t seem so impressive in the stark white light, especially not with their trousers down and erect cocks swinging as they whirled around in confusion.

“What the fuck is it this time?” Mark asked in annoyance, leaping to his feet.

“Sorry, am I interrupting anything?” asked a smooth, sinister voice that Kira recognised only too well.

“Nathaniel?” she exclaimed, propping herself up on her elbows.

He was standing at the edge of the stage. When she spoke, his gaze snapped to meet hers. She gulped, withering beneath his hard expression, which carried a strange emotion she couldn’t decipher.

Horrified to realise her skirt had been pushed up to expose her parted legs, Kira quickly sat up and smoothed her skirt down. She made to stand, but Nathaniel shook his head.

“Stay seated, Kira.”

She didn’t know why she obeyed—whether it was the way he’d threatened to kill her in his office, or the fearful way the alphas regarded him now—but she stayed seated on the mat.

Why the fuck am I relieved to see him?

He’s the last person I should want to see right now.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Mark demanded, his trousers done up again and his expression stern as he faced Nathaniel.

“I’ve come to claim what is mine,” Nathaniel replied, his eyes hardly leaving Kira’s. “And you would be wise to leave.”

Mark shifted so he stood between her and the vampire, and she felt a note of gratitude and pride.