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“Do you know this man?” I handed over the tablet to her. Bells squinted before she gasped.
“That’s Brandon’s Beta. That’s Hugh,” she said, taking off and running toward the eastern borders. We followed behind and watched Hugh collapse the moment he saw us. Cory picked him up and carried him into the pack house.
Bells was still trying to recruit a new doctor, but thankfully, Everette had come to help, and we called him over when we settled the beta into his room. Hugh was dehydrated, malnourished, and had a few scars on him, but otherwise, he was alright. We let him rest in the hospital, hooked up to some fluids. Cory left a warrior to watch over him, and we went back to the harvesting.
It was the next morning before we got the news that Hugh was awake, so we went to talk to him with Bells.
“Luna, where’s Brandon? I need to speak with him,” Hugh said, grumbling at Everett, who was pushing him back into bed whenever he tried to get up.
“Hugh, Brandon is dead.”
“But... how? I didn’t feel the link sever.” I was surprised by the genuine confusion he seemed to show.
“We were attacked by rogues a month and a half ago. Where have you been?”
“What? No. That can’t be. It was just a few days ago,” he argued, shaking his head vehemently.
“What happened to you?” Bells asked instead.
“I was attacked during patrol. I was covering for George, and I barely got away. I passed out, and I’ve been looking for my way back since I woke up a few days ago.” I looked over at Cory, who looked as confused as the rest of us.
‘Something doesn’t add up. We should ask Uncle Theo to come talk to him,’ I mind-linked him.
‘Good idea,’ he answered.
We left Redmon a few days later, but something was still bothering me about the whole thing, so I asked Bells if I could occasionally log into her security to make sure everything was working. I wanted to keep an eye on the pack and my friend.
We returned home, but not before trying to convince Bells to come back with us. Being her usual stubborn alpha wolf, she wouldn’t, and I felt that this was her way of proving something to herself more than the rest of us. No matter how misguided, we had to respect her decision. At least, that’s what Cory told me, after I suggested using the pups as emotional blackmail, and he turned me down.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Cory
How did I find myself in this situation? I was supposed to be in charge, not my bratty mate, I thought as I tried to wiggle my wrist loose.
“Don’t even try it, mate.” Evie warned when she turned around from where she was laying out her torture tools, her usually bare, full lips a vibrant red.
“You’re the one that went off half-cocked without telling anyone! Why am I the one being punished?” I whined, my cock going from semi-aroused to hard as a diamond when she removed the robe she was wearing and revealed her fucking outfit.
She was wearing a black leather corset, her voluminous breasts practically overflowing the top. The tiniest black leather skirt I’d ever seen in my life hugged those generous hips that drove me crazy. Black pantyhose was being held in place by garters and I almost died and went to heaven when she picked up a whip and gave me a heart-stopping evil grin.
“Are you supposed to be wearing a corset while pregnant?” I asked.
“It’s not a real corset. It’s loose spandex,” she mentioned, pulling on the fabric to prove her point. Then she growled and sent her whip flying, landing with a little sting across my bare thighs, a little too close to sensitive body parts. When she noticed my concern, she grinned again and cooed, “Don’t worry, Studmuffin. I would never do anything to harm my favorite toy.”
She grabbed and played with my cock for a moment, as if demonstrating what toy she was talking about, making my eyes roll to the back of my head. My eyes snapped open when she let go and narrow my eyes at grin on her face.
“It’s not nice to tease,” I grumbled, but she simply laughed at my protest.
“This is a punishment. It’s not supposed to be nice,” she reminded me.
“You’re the one who kept things from me,” I reminded her.
“You’re the one who asked if I’d been seeing him despite being mated to you,” she countered and crossed her arms, making my eyes widened as I prayed her breasts would finish spilling out of that corset. I sighed when they remained hidden from me, and let my head drop back.
“Okay,” I gave in.
“Yeah?” she asked, hope in her voice. It wasn’t like I would ever tell her no, especially in that outfit. I was hers and she could do whatever she wanted to me.
