Wolfsbane [Dark Hollow 5]

by Shannon West

  “What do you mean? How can that be? I volunteered to do this. When they first approached me, you hadn’t even been captured yet.”

  “And why do you think I allowed myself to be captured?”

  Evan looked stunned. His mouth opened and closed. Alarmed, he started to stand up, but Brett pulled him back down, lying back against the pillows and holding Evan across his chest as he looked down at him. “Listen, baby. I know this is hard to understand. All this is a set-up, all right. But it’s my set-up. Dr. Cornsilk is one of us. He’s related to the wolves, though not by blood. He’s the stepson of a wolf. The wolf’s human mate was a widow, and he lived with the clan since he was a baby. He infiltrated the Hunters years ago. He’s only one of several people we have on the inside here.”

  Evan’s face was almost blank in shock. His mouth opened and closed several times. Brett smiled and put a finger to his lips. “Shhh...they’re in deep cover, babe.”

  “Then why are you telling me this? I don’t understand.”

  “I’m telling you because I know you’ll never get a chance to tell anyone. I’m taking you out of here with me, Evan.”

  “No!” Evan cried out in alarm and this time he made it all the way to his feet before Brett pulled him back down and across his body.

  Brett put a hand to his back and began rubbing gently. “Don’t get scared, honey. I’m right here and nothing is going to hurt you. I did all this for you.”

  Evan straightened up, pushing Brett away. His face registered surprise and skepticism. “I’m not scared, I’m confused! You’re saying you allowed yourself to be captured to be with me?”

  “That’s right. First, I guess, you need to know that most all of what you’ve been told about my people is lies. We’re not monsters. We don’t prey on humans, or go out looking for trouble of any kind. We only want only to be left alone to live our lives. We’ll defend ourselves if attacked, and we protect what’s ours, but I think that’s different from being a monster, don’t you?”

  Evan nodded very slightly, but Brett could see that he was listening carefully.

  “And this experiment thing is not about what they told you at all. You were set up too, sweetheart. These bastards know just enough about the wolves to be dangerous. They know that once we mate with a human or even bite them, they have to feed from us. From our blood. If that doesn’t happen, they become feral creatures, half wolf, half men. That’s what they had planned for you, sweetheart.”

  Evan’s eyes grew wider and he tried to pull away. “No! I can’t believe it!”

  Brett shrugged. “Suit yourself, but it’s the truth. Elias Winters wants to create a new breed of soldier. He thinks he’ll be able to create a squadron of feral Hunters to fight us. He even has a name for the plan—Operation Wolfsbane. You were to be the first.”

  “Why should I believe any of this? You’re lying!”

  Brett tightened his grip on Evan’s arm. “Watch your mouth, love. I’m a lot of things, but I’m no liar. I’m a gamma in the Dark Hollow Wolf Pack. That’s sort of like a soldier. Rank and file, you know? It’s pretty large—three branches of the family spread out all over these mountains. That’s what we are, I guess. A family. Many of us are related, and since we have the same ideas about marrying cousins that you humans do, we have always brought in humans to mate with us, if other wolf packs weren’t around or we couldn’t find our mate among them. We don’t force our mates, though, or almost never. The beta of our pack did take a captive Hunter as his mate, but that was so they wouldn’t have to execute him. I understand they’re very happy now.”

  For the first time, Evan looked up and nodded. “He’s still alive? But you’re talking about Logan Winters. He was...is the son of our leader and went missing over a year ago. We were told he was dead, murdered by the wolves.“

  “A total lie put out by his crazy father. I’ll introduce you to Logan if you want. We hate the Hunters, but we’re not murderers. Besides, he’s the beloved pet of the beta of our pack. Why would we kill him?”

  “The beloved what? Wait a minute—you hate Hunters? Do you hate me because of who I am?”

  “Absolutely not! Totally different situation, honey. Logan was a soldier, part of a Hunter squad that attacked the alpha and almost killed him. They also shot the mate of the battle commander. As the son of old Elias, Logan was totally brainwashed too. It took our beta a lot of work to get that shit out of his head. No, those Hunters put themselves in a bad situation and they were well armed.”

  “Still, I’m a Hunter.”

  “I know. Luckily you haven’t been one for very long, though I do have to question your judgment in joining up to start with. We’ll have to talk about that little lapse. No, I’m not crazy about the idea of your being a Hunter, but I can’t hate you, honey. Blood match, remember?”

  “Why me, Brett? I’m confused! How did you find me? I never saw you before that night they brought you past the guard station!” His voice was becoming a little hysterical, rising higher and higher.

  Brett took Evan by the shoulders and gave him a little shake. He calmed down some, though his eyes widened at Brett’s action. He seemed to all at once realize he was half lying across the body of a very aroused wolf, and he squirmed uncomfortably, trying to move away from Brett’s erection. When he licked his lips, the tip of his pink tongue darting out between his luscious lips, Brett was almost done for.

  Brett closed his eyes and bit his own lip. “Goddamn, man, you’re going to have to stop squirming around and looking at me like that. I’m hanging on by a thread as it is.”

  Immediately, Evan stilled, almost holding his breath until Brett got control. “Sorry,” Evan said with a tiny smile. “Didn’t mean to get you all...you know...aroused.” Another deep breath and Brett started again.

  “You know I was only captured because of you, Evan.”

  He looked startled as his gaze bored into Brett’s eyes. “But how?”

  “I first saw you in that little steak place in Brevard. You know the one with the cowboy theme?” At Evan’s nod, he continued. “You were with a group of Hunters, and I could smell you all the way across the room.”

  “Smell me?”

  Brett chuckled. “Not because you stink, honey. To me you smell absolutely delicious. Like something sweet. Have you ever noticed that about me?”

  Evan turned his head as he thought about it. “Yes, a couple of times when I came in your cell. I thought I was going crazy.”

  “It will get even more intense after I bite...uh, after we mate. That smell is a sign of our blood mate. Some chemical in our blood—some wolves say it’s supernatural—calls to us when we see our blood mate, the one we’re fated to be with forever. Wolves mate for life, and we only get one blood mate. Well, that’s the theory, anyway. For me, it’s you.”

  “Me? No, you must be mistaken!” Evan shook his head in disbelief. “Why me?”

  “No one knows. Anyway, I have to tell you I was pissed at first. Now don’t get upset again, but I didn’t want a human and especially not a Hunter. I actually struggled against it—that was before I met you.” He had to stop and drop a kiss on Evan’s face because of the hurt look that had lodged there. “Once I met you, I was totally hooked.”

  “We met in the prison.”

  “Right. I went back to Brevard to try to find you, but you’d moved inside the complex and rarely came out. I got inside...” He stopped again at Evan’s look. “Yeah, we can get in the barracks if we need to. It’s not so heavily guarded, and people are always leaving the back entrance unlocked. Very careless. Since Logan joined the pack...let’s just say we know more now. I went to your room and looked around.”

  “That’s where the smell in my room came from! It was you!” Evan had a slightly accusing look as he realized why his clothing and underwear and even his bed smelled like Brett.

  Brett blushed. “Yeah, it was me. I lay on your bed, sat at your computer, sniffed at your clothes. The more I saw you and smelled your scent, the m
ore I had to be near you. The blood mate thing is a bitch, baby. It drives you crazy!”

  Evan smiled a little, seeming to be fascinated by the story as Brett continued.

  “I live with the North Carolina wolf pack. They have a big lodge called Mountainwood. I’m sure you know about it. We’re the largest pack. Sometimes we’re called the Mountain Pack, and we’ve had a lot of Hunter attacks.”

  Evan nodded. “Yes, we know exactly where it is.”

  “Right. So anyway, Dr. Cornsilk had alerted us to the latest harebrained scheme of Elias Winters. Winters doesn’t really give a shit about Logan, you know. He’s just pissed because he’s ashamed to have a son mated to a male wolf—a powerful beta, at that. Marco, our alpha, called a meeting and I sat in as one of the gammas. That’s when I came up with this plan.”

  “Was that after you saw me in Brevard?”

  “A couple of days after, yeah. I got an idea to use their own plan against them. I convinced the alpha to get Dr. Cornsilk to suggest you for the experiment, and I allowed myself to be picked up outside the compound.”

  “How did you know they’d pick me?”

  “I told you I was in your rooms, honey. I saw your internet browser. That’s when I knew you were gay. Cornsilk used that to help get you chosen. To Winters, you were more expendable than a straight Hunter.”

  “Oh my God!”

  “Sorry, baby, but it’s true. That’s the kind of shit outfit you joined up with.”

  “It was so dangerous for you to be captured like that. And they beat you! Wasn’t there some other way?”

  “Probably, but it was also a chance to see the inside of this operation and claim my mate right under their noses. Too good not to go for it.”

  “Pretty damn arrogant.” He looked up into Brett’s eyes.. “So you actually think I’m your…bloodmate?”

  “I don’t just think it, I know it. And I have to tell you, it’s forever. I’ll never let you go once we’re mated.”

  “What? What do you mean you’ll never let me go? I just agreed to let you fuck me, that’s all.”

  “No,” Brett pulled his body tight against his possessively. “You’re mine, Evan. Get used to it. Everything you knew is about to change.”

  “Change? W-What do you mean? The major told me some stuff and so did Dr. Cornsilk. Is it all true?”

  “Probably—you’ll be stronger and faster and even more gorgeous. You’ll have to...uh...drink my blood.”

  “No, I won’t do that! It’s like a vampire.” He struggled to get up again and move away, but Brett held him down again until he collapsed with a defeated sigh and a dirty look at Brett. “Damn it, let me go!”

  “No. Not until you listen. The blood drinking is only once every couple of weeks once you settle in, and it will taste good to you, I promise.”

  “What do you mean, settle in? You mean, like forever? That’s bullshit! I don’t even know you! You even said you don’t much like humans. I’m just something this blood match thing forced on you. Go find someone else.”

  “Just because I’m hooked doesn’t mean I don’t like it. We both still have free will to reject each other if we wanted to.”

  “Well, I want to!” Evan cried out, pushing against Brett’s chest.

  “Hush. It would make you miserable. We could do it, but I promise you that you’ll be sorry. You were all I thought about in my cell once I met you. I spent most of my time thinking about you, wondering when you’d be back, hoping you’d come soon.”

  “Really?” Evan shook his head. “No, I-I can’t think straight. That damn scent radiating off you makes me feel almost drunk. What are you doing to me?”

  “Just loving you, sweetheart.” He touched Evan’s face again. “You’re so beautiful. Pretty blond hair, big blue eyes. And this body...you were made just for me.” Brett drew his face down to kiss his lips.

  The second their lips met, a spark flew straight to Brett’s cock. He deepened the kiss, licking at the seam of Evan’s mouth until it fell open. He filled it with his plundering tongue, and swept over the inside possessively, mapping out his territory. “Mine,” he whispered urgently against his lips, moving his hands down to wrap around Evan’s rigid cock, straining against the material of his jeans and pushing eagerly against Brett’s hand.

  “Be my mate, darlin’,” Brett looked down in Evan’s face. “Say yes.”

  “Yes,” Evan said in a dreamy, breathless tone, his eyes closed. “I-I mean…I don’t know…I just want to be close to you, to feel your arms around me. Damn it, what’s happening to me?”

  “This is what you want, what you need, baby. Just leave it all up to me.”

  Evan took a deep breath and fluttered his eyelashes open. “Y-Yes, I want it. I want you.”

  Brett smiled and tilted up his chin with his knuckle. “Then let’s take off those clothes, sweetheart. I’ve been wanting to make love to you since that last night in my cell.” And it was true. He hadn’t been able to get Evan off his mind for more than a few minutes at a time. Damned blood match! Yet he knew it was more than just the blood match. His kindness in caring for him, bringing him aspirin and sandwiches, even antiseptic cream for the lash marks on his skin. Then when Evan put his sweet tongue on his skin—good God, Brett thought he’d lose his mind.

  Brett pulled at their clothes until they were bare, and then he reached for Evan, who was half swooning on the bed beside him, drawing him closer in his arms again. He was so near to having his mate now, and he didn’t want to do anything to scare him away.

  Pulling Evan’s body on top of his, he ran his hands down over his rounded ass, grinding his body into his groin. His hand drifted down to his rim and stilled as he made contact with the butt plug. “What the hell?”

  Brett pushed Evan back and peered into his face. “What the hell is that?” Moving Evan off to fall on the mattress, Brett rolled him to his side, his hands busily prying apart the crevice between Evan’s cheeks.

  He touched the end of the plug sticking out of Evan’s formerly tight little hole, making Evan shiver as it jiggled against his prostate. Brett chuckled. “What the hell have you done to yourself, darlin’?”

  Evan struggled to move away from Brett’s confining hands, but gave up after a few seconds when Brett made it clear he wasn’t going anywhere until this new development had been thoroughly explored. “Evan?”

  Evan slumped, his whole body going red and hot with embarrassment. “Damn it, it’s a plug. Dr. Cornsilk said to wear the damn thing until we mated. He said it would make it easier for me.”

  “Oh really?” Brett moved it again, teasing Evan and making him jump and gasp.

  “Stop, Brett. Let me take it out.”

  “Are you sure you want it out, honey?” he jiggled it again and tapped on the end of it. “It’s in there nice and tight. Does it feel good?”

  “No, it’s miserable.” Brett tapped it again. “Oh God!”

  “Okay, hold still, babe. I’ll take it out.” Brett grasped the end of the plug and pulled it gently, unable to resist wiggling and twisting it just a little on the way out. Evan squirmed and breathed hard through his mouth.

  “Let me up, Brett. Please.”

  Brett rolled him back over on his back, tossing the plug on the bedside table. “Where do you think you’re going, sweetheart? Like you said, the plug has you nice and ready for me.” He reached for Evan’s rigid cock and ran his hand up and down the shaft, making Evan twist and groan. He leaned down and parted Evan’s lips, letting his tongue go inside the other man’s mouth to play. A prickling need was building up in Brett’s body and he couldn’t hold back much longer. He bent down and tasted the tip of Evan’s dripping cock.

  A strangled moan escaped Evan’s lips and he arched his back as Brett swallowed him, teeth and tongue working over his shaft. Evan tried to retreat a little, the sensations maybe too intense, but Brett hauled him back, holding him by the hips. “Mine!” he growled and put a finger under his hips and into his crease.


  When he stuck the finger deep inside and crooked it over his sweet spot, Evan was overcome and his hips bucked wildly. “I’m coming! God, I can’t stop!’

  “Come for me, darlin’, come in my hand.” Evan’s body twitched, and he arched up, almost screaming in ecstasy. Brett put his mouth back over his straining cock and caught every drop in his mouth, keeping the suction up until Evan was squirming and moaning.

  Brett turned him over and trailed hot kisses down his back, while his fingers went underneath him, holding Evan’s chest tightly, tweaking at his nipples. Evan was sagging, already seeming drunk with Brett’s lovemaking, but Brett was far from being done. He moved down his back and his tongue bathed and teased at Evan’s abused and stretched entrance. Evan’s hole began to quiver and pulse, and Brett smiled in anticipation. “See how your body responds to me, baby? That’s because you’re mine.”

  Evan trembled and clutched the pillow under his head while Brett opened the drawer next to the bed and pulled out the lube. He lavished it over his cock and Evan’s hole. Evan writhed and bit into the pillow he held to him so desperately. The gamma wolf pulled Evan’s hips up to put his ass in the air. Thick fingers in his ass had him groaning, yet pushing back for more.

  “Even after that plug, this is gonna hurt. Push back as hard as you can, okay?”

  Brett pushed the head of his cock into Evan’s ass slowly, making him drop his head to the mattress, his dick softening at the pain. “You’re stretched pretty well, but you’re tense. Relax, baby. I won’t move much at first. Just get used to feeling filled up with me inside you. My cock is pretty thick, so the knot is not too much bigger. We’ll take this nice and slow.” He reached around and pumped Evan’s dick with his fist, his thumb rubbing across the sensitive slit.

  “This is it, baby. You’ll belong to me, now. I own you..” He began to move slowly, thrusting deeper and deeper. Evan thrust back against him, tentatively at first and then stronger as he became more excited.

  “Fuck me, Brett. Harder!”

  “I will, baby. But you don’t need to come just yet. Not until my knot is inside.” He began to work it slowly in, stretching Evan’s hole. He reached for more lube with one hand and worked it around his gland. Evan screamed and tried to pull away, but Brett held him tightly to him and pushed him from the front back onto his cock.