Remy's Wolf (Wolves of Mt. Alexis, 1) by Kelex Read Free Book Online

eyes
rolled back in his head as the most intense release was milked from
his body. Finally, when it was all over, Hank removed his teeth
from Remy’s neck, laving along the skin.
    As Remy took deep breaths and tried to
settle his racing heart, he just lay there with his eyes closed and
his mouth slightly open, shocked and surprised by the intensity of
what he was feeling. When he tasted a tang of copper on his tongue,
he opened his eyes to see Hank dropped blood from a wound on his
finger into Remy’s mouth.
    Remy closed his lips and turned his
head. “What are you doing?”
    “ I’ve taken a lot of blood
today. A few drops of this will be strong enough to heal you,” Hank
said. “Here, you need a little more. Open your mouth.”
    Remy wasn’t sold on the idea, but Hank
pressed his bloody finger to Remy’s lips. “You know, we haven’t
discussed STDs or protection, and now you want me to suck your
blood from your finger.”
    “ Wolves are immune to
human diseases. Even if you were ill, you couldn’t make me sick.
And the blood will make you feel much better,” Hank said, still
holding his dripping finger before Remy’s lips.
    Remy opened his mouth some, and Hank
pressed the tip inside. Remy sucked gently, the metallic tang of
the blood strong. But Hank urged him to suck harder and within a
few minutes, he did feel much stronger. The throbbing bite on his
neck didn’t hurt at all. Hank took his finger away and began to
remove the cuffs binding Remy to the bar. Once he was free, Remy
wasn’t sure what it was he was supposed to do.
    Did he just get up and leave, or did
he face this head on and figure out why he was in this place, a
supposed mate?
    “ How did you
know?”
    “ Know what?” Hank asked as
he rolled to his side on the bed and looked down at
Remy.
    “ That I knew you’d come
for me.”
    “ I wasn’t positive. I’ve
never known a human to be a wolf’s mate. But werewolves in your
place know when they’re near their mates and when they’re about to
be claimed. Although, they readily accept the union without begging
to be set free.”
    Remy sat up on the bed. “I’m not one
of your kind. This is a lot to take in. And you expect me to be
okay with what just occurred and be your docile slave?”
    “ Slave is a harsh
term.”
    “ If you’re a dom, then
what does that make me?” Remy asked.
    “ Submissive doesn’t always
equal slave,” Hank said offhandedly.
    Remy reached up and fingered the
collar he wore. “Then what’s this?”
    Hank sat up beside Remy. “When we are
in this room, you will do as I instruct. The collar is a visceral
way for you to remember that.”
    “ And when we aren’t in
this room? What am I then? I have a life in the human world. What
will I be here?”
    “ My mate,” Hank
stated.
    “ I don’t define myself by
a relationship. There has to be more.” Remy stood and searched for
his clothing in the darkened space. As he moved, he stubbed his toe
and cried out. “Can you turn on a damned light?”
    A light illuminated behind him. As he
looked about, he didn’t see his clothes. Remy spun about and stared
at Hank. “Where are my clothes?”
    Hank remained on the bed, his eyes
narrowing as he gazed at Remy. A flash of yellow came and went.
“Why do you need your clothing? I’m not done with you.”
    “ I’m done. And ready to go
home.”
    Hank jumped to his feet,
his eyes fully yellow and a growl coming from his throat.
“You are home.
Get used to it.” He stalked from the room and slammed the door
behind him. Remy heard the click of a lock and rushed to the door.
He turned the knob with no luck. After pounding on it a few times,
he crumbled to the floor, trying to figure out what the fuck he was
supposed to do.
    He couldn’t stay here, not even if his
gut told him he was where he belonged. His high-handed wolf wasn’t
going to win that easily.

Chapter Six
     
    Hank stalked through his house,
pulling on the shorts he’d managed to snag before he