Chapter 3

Wrapping his fingers around her neck, Jason pressed himself close to her body. His dick fitted against her ass. Her body was a thing of beauty, and Jason suddenly felt the desire to play with her. Looking at Alex he saw Oliver was perfectly still, waiting for whatever he decided.

“If I spare her, what will you give me?” Jason asked, liking his plan more and more.

“What do you want?” Daniella struggled against him.

Jason found her struggles addictive. He’d love to have her underneath him, struggling to get free. Only, she’d be crying out with the pleasure he gave her.

Running his hand down her body, Daniella paused as he stroked his fingers across her breast and then down over her generous hips. He wanted her naked, in his bed, up against the fucking wall Jason didn’t care as long as she was with him.

“What do I want?” he asked, staring out over the hall.

None of them would miss Daniella, and he wasn’t a cruel man. Oliver didn’t know the shit her pack had caused, and sparing her wouldn’t hurt him. Alex was holding Oliver tightly, yet he wasn’t harming her. There was nothing vicious in the way he held onto her. They were not intentionally mean wolves. They were searching for justice.

“Look at them, Daniella.” He made her voice a caress as he said her name. She tensed as he spoke her name. “They would rather see you slaughtered.”

Daniella gasped, and he bent his arm around her waist, holding her close.

“Oliver is innocent,” she said.

He was taller than she was, and he saw the tears spilling down her face. This pack may have allowed her to run with them, but none of them wanted anything to do with her. They’d rather see her burn than try to help her. His disgust was back again in full force.

Jason’s pack would accept her. They would stick together and make sure she wouldn’t be hurt. Being a woman bitten she wouldn’t have the same temperament as a full blooded bitch. They took care of their own. Even when his sisters stayed with him, his men respected them, took care of them, and made sure they were cared for. Jason trusted his men with everything, and because of that, he made sure to treat them with respect.

“The question is, Daniella, what wouldn’t you do?” Jason asked.

She tensed in his arms, and he scented another smell from her, desire. The woman in his arms was attracted to him even as she was frightened. Smiling, Jason turned her to face him.

“What do you want?” Daniella asked. Tears fell down her cheeks.

“It’s quite simple, sweetheart. I will spare the girl if you agree to become my toy for the next month,” Jason said. He caressed her ass loving the way she quivered underneath his touch.

“I can’t. I’ve got commitments.”

He nodded at Alex, who jerked Oliver harshly making her cry out.

“Then I suggest you change your plans for the next month. I want you with me for one month until the next full moon. If I get anything less, she dies.”

Oliver whimpered, screaming as Alex tightened his grip on her again.

“No, stop. I’ll do something. I agree,” Daniella said, shouting over the noise the woman was making.

“You’ll agree to be my toy. To let me play with you whenever I want, however I want?” he asked.

“Yes.” Her voice was breathless. Did she like the thought of being his own personal toy?

Jason looked forward to getting her to his home. All the things he could do to her made him yearn to get her home quickly without finishing what he’d come to do. His men could finish off what he started, and he’d be happy to get his woman in his bed. Fuck, his cock tightened at the thought of sinking into her tight, warm pussy.

“Alex, do you have the girl?” Jason asked.

“Yes.”

“Good. Tie her together with this one. We’ll take them home when we’re done.”

Jason handed Daniella over to his man turning toward the crowd. Rage consumed him, and he knew what he wanted to do to rid his life of the fuckers.

“Wait, what are you doing?” Daniella asked.

“You asked to spare Oliver. Consider her spared. You never asked anything about the others. They’re going to die.” With them chained together it wasn’t going to be much fun.

He watched Alex wrap the silver chain around the woman. The steam rose from Alex’s hands as he touched the silver. His man would need some care when they got back to Jason’s house. Alex’s wife would take care of him.

“No, please, spare them as well.”

“No, baby. Not even the pleasure of your ass for longer than a month would let me spare them.”

The silver chain was wrapped around Oliver and then tied to one of the posts. There was no way the two women would escape. He didn’t know what he was going to do with Oliver, but he wouldn’t hurt her. Daniella had seen to that, and he wasn’t a bastard who went back on his word. His word meant something to him. Maybe he was a bit old school, but he didn’t care. No one would ever say he would back out on his word.

Turning away, he gave the nod to his men to release the chains. Once the silver was gone, the pack turned into wolf form and ran. A few of them didn’t waste time to turn and had started running. Before he took Daniella to bed he needed to run off some of his energy. Otherwise he’d hurt her with the need to hurt that currently consumed him.

He counted to three, taking time between each number. His men were already turning, waiting for the right time to strike. Smiling, he spoke the final word and allowed the change to happen. Howling up to the moon, he chased after the first person that wasn’t part of his pack. The night was going to run red with the blood of his enemies.