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Stolen by The Pack: Chapter 16

Grant

said to my pack.

I was fuckin’ proud of them.

We had Jatix lying on the ground, gagged with his own bathrobe. And handcuffed to one of the beds.

His men were unconscious on the ground, bloody and wrecked. Four of us against five of them had me worried at first, but Jatix was far from prepared for a fight, and his men were horny assholes with their pants around their ankles.

“Tiana is upstairs,” said Tony coming in through the door.

I wiped the blood off my face using the bottom of my shirt. I didn’t want to look too crazy when I saw Tiana again. I had a shit ton of apologizing to do. She was upstairs and waiting for us. I couldn’t wait to take her home and claim her as ours. She was ours, and I couldn’t wait to tell her.

Wesley ran up the stairs ahead of everyone like a loyal puppy to her, even though he hadn’t spent much time with Tiana. I could tell he was awestruck by her. I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help but smile at his eagerness. He was the type of guy who wore his emotions on his sleeve.

“Good day, huh?” said Sam, observing me.

“Aside from the fact that we’re broke- yes, it’s a good day,” I said. Sam was my secondhand man, the guy who kept an eye on things on Howl’s Edge for me. Letting me know what was going on and keeping me updated while I was off looking for the lost omega.

“I have bad news,” said Tony, his face downcast when we reached the top of the steps.

“What is it?” I said.

“She ran away,” he said. “She’s not there.”

“Oh, did she?” I growled. My hands shook as I slammed the closet door open. It was empty. “We need to find her before any other alphas smell her scent. She’s in danger.”

“If you didn’t throw her away, this would never have happened,” said Tony, his hands balled into fists. “If something happens to her, Grant…”

“Then what?” I said, surprised at his challenge.

Tony didn’t answer the question as he stalked out the front door in search of Tiana.

“Let’s go find her,” said Sam. “By the time we kill each other for her, she’ll end up in the wrong hands.”

I nodded, ready to kill whoever touched my omega.


After searching the island for an hour, we finally found her. Tiana was talking to an older woman with dreadlocks and a necklace of beads all over her neck. The woman was sitting under a palm tree atop a rug with her merchandise of jewelry, herbs, and pills sprawled all over it. She was the witch woman of Howl’s Edge. I always stayed far away from Zeneesha. The only thing she was useful for was concocting omega pills and any natural medicines that the people needed.

“I’ll go to talk to Tiana,” said Tony. “You’ll only scare her off.”

“No, I’ll do it,” I said, barreling straight in her direction.

It was as if she sensed I was coming toward her.

Tiana immediately turned and started running between the palm trees.

I gave chase. She was swift, but I was faster. She was holding up her dress, showing off her thick shapely thighs. The wolf in me was thrilled to chase this omega.

To earn his prize.

My legs pumped harder, catching up with her.

“Tiana!” I shouted, grabbing her arm. She fell, and I rolled underneath her to soften her fall, pulling her on top of me.

“Let me go!” she gasped, punching my chest with her small fists. I rolled around, pinning her under me. I could smell her musky omega scent. It drove my wolf crazy smelling her. I was already acquainted with her scent of arousal.

My hardened cock pressed against her belly.


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