Alpha Wolf by Caroline Peckham and Susanne Valenti

Alpha Wolf

by Caroline Peckham and Susanne Valenti


Book 2 in the Darkmore Penitentiary Series

I came here with a single goal in mind.

An aim.

A purpose.

I will break out of Darkmore Penitentiary.

But I was a fool to think that it would be so simple.

And now with more and more Fae relying on me to get them out of this slice of hell, I find myself unable to do a damn thing.

Mason Cain stabbed me in the back and left me to rot in the dark. So now I have another goal in mind before I escape this place, because no one messes with the Queen of the Oscura Clan and lives to tell the tale. The moment I get out of here, my sights will be set on him.

Between the four alpha males luring me in, the psychopaths trying to kill me and the monster roaming the halls at night, I have my hands full in here.

But one thing is for sure.

I’m not throwing my life away in this place. So I’ll do whatever it takes to escape.


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Urban Fantasy

Reverse Harem

Alpha Wolf is the second book in Caroline Peckham's and Susanne Valenti's Darkmore Penitentiary series , and picks up a couple of months after the end of the first book, when Rosalie's plans for escape go down the drain, and being thrown into "the hole" (isolation) by Cain. After months of living her worse memories over and over, Rosalie refuses to break. She comes out of isolation more determined than ever to get out of Darkmore. But with new security systems in place, and in the process of being implemented, Darkmore politics, and four alpha men drawing her in like a moth to the flame, can she figure out a way to get them all out of Darkmore alive?

Oh my god. What an ending. Talk about a cliffhanger ... Alpha Wolf is definitely an improvement on all fronts from the first book. Of course there are some similarities still to Ruthless Boys, but I'm only reminded of it when reading Sin's inner monologues, because he is the total Leon of this reverse harem. Just crazier. Aside from that, the whole book is darker, -----------spoiler---------> I mean, when Cain saves Rosalie, and they fuck for the first time in a room painted in blood? Dark, unexpected, and weirdly hot. <---------------- full of action, and lots of steam. But again, not too much steam. We still have a very active storyline that keeps plugging along, and never feels like it's being dragged to a stop for the sake of filling up pages of sexy times. It's naturally added to the story, and I am all for it. Speaking of sex, this is the first reverse harem I have read from these authors that has two of the males not just pleasuring Rosalie, but also each other. And yes, its all kinds of hot. Do I think the other two men in the harem will eventually do things like that - no. But that's okay. Going into spoiler territory here, so bare with me -------------------> Roary confessing his love for Rosalie was everything and so sweet, and I need a steamy scene with these two ASAP because Roary needs some loving. And Cain ... well, he is such a harsh, angry character I have a hard time with my feelings on him. But I truly felt terrible for him in the end of this book because despite seeming unfeeling, he obviously does feel for Rosalie. <---------------------------.

After that crazy ending, I can't wait to see how Rosalie digs herself and her team out of this one. Seems like they are once again back to step one. On to the next one!

  1. Ethan and Rosalie "reconnecting" after she got out of the hole

  2. Moon Eyes lol

  3. Sin once again tricking Ethan to put a crystal up his butt to smuggle it to Rosalie

  4. Rosalie's Cinderella story

  5. Sin's date <3

  6. Rosalie beating the shit out of Nixon, and Cain coming to help her

  7. Sparkle's very sexual tattoo of a Pegasus, and Rosalie laughing because it reminded her of Caleb

  8. Rosalie's Little Red Riding Hood story, and Cain and her making out in the room after

  9. Sin attacking Ethan to get them both into medical, and once again convincing Ethan to smuggle something for Rosalie in his butt

  10. Cain saving Rosalie and the sex oh my god

  11. Sin turning into Lionel's dragon form and blowing out bubbles instead of fire

  12. Cain's meeting with Rosalie and Hastings

  13. Ethan, Rosalie and Sin oh my

  14. Ethan telling Rosalie he will go with her when they escape

  15. Roary finally telling Rosalie how he feels

  16. Sin tackling Ethan down when he was in the monster form, then turning back into his fae form and saying "Hi Buddy!"

  17. Ethan and Sin saving Rosalie

Rosalie: “You seriously believe I wanted you to release that fucking thing? You know it nearly ate me, right?"

Sin: "Nearly being the operative word, sugar tits." As I continued to work the kinks out of her muscles, my dick starting to make its own solid case for why I should lean down and brush my lips over her shoulder. She’s all grown up now. She needs to be held, it’s in both of your Orders’ instincts to comfort each other with sex. She’s been into you for a long time, why keep denying her what she wants? You haven’t fucked anyone since she got to prison and you’re risking dick rot. Dick rot is a genuine thing, you don’t need to look it up. She’s sooo fucking pretty. No one will know anyway, it’s just between the two of you. Is it really so wrong? Remember when you kissed her before and you had to jerk off quietly in your cell over it the next day, and the next, and the next? And when you came, you had to pretend you’d fallen out of your bed when she heard you groaning and you even bashed your knee into the wall before she saw you in the morning so you had a bruise to prove it. You don’t wanna be that guy again, right? Cain: "This is not the moment for love's young dream to have a deep and meaningful conversation,"

Cain barked loudly, smacking his baton against the metal railing at the top of the stairs so that a dull noise rang out around the cell block. Rosalie: "Oh please."

I sneered, flicking a dismissive look Roary's way which actually fucking hurt me deep in my soul, but I had to do it. I had to be done with this because needing him and aching for him and pining for him was too fucking painful. He'd made himself clear and it had to stop. I wouldn't keep embarrassing myself.

Rosalie: "He's so old his balls probably knock against his knees when he walks."

Roary: "You're getting my balls and my dick mixed up, pup,"

Roary joked and I rolled my eyes.

Rosalie: "Well it's not like I'd know," He reached out, brushing his hands over the crystal on the wall. He suddenly slammed me against it and his mouth landed on mine as he crushed me in place. I was so in shocked that it took me a couple of seconds to react before I shoved him back and threw a punch into his gut.

Ethan: “What the fuck?!”

I snarled as he smirked and my gaze was drawn to the piece of crystal he’d broken off in his hand, twirling it between his fingers beside his leg out of sight of the camera.

Ethan: “Great. Enjoy getting that out of here.”

Sin: “You need to put it up your butt,”

Ethan: “No,”

I balked, but he just nodded firmly.

Sin: “They’ll strip search me, they always do. It has to be you, kitten,”

He shoved his weight down on me again so my stomach hit the floor and then he did the unthinkable. He started fucking tickling me. And I was one ticklish bastard. I laughed, unable to help it as he tickled me until my sides hurt.

Ethan: “Stop – mother -fucker,”

I hissed, kicking back at him then realizing he was trying to make this look like some fun little hook-up for the cameras. Asshole.

Ethan: “You are not sticking that up my ass!”

Sin: “You always say that until I’m inside you,”

he said loudly, putting on a show for whoever might care to listen.

Gah! He tore my jumpsuit down and his hand went between my ass cheeks, making me clench up like a fist.

Ethan: “Not like this,”

I snarled and he leaned over me, his breath on my ear.

Sin: “It’s the only way, Shadowbrook. Just relax. Lie back and think of the moon,”

he encouraged and I knew, I just fucking knew he was right. If I wanted to do this for Rosalie, this was the only way I was getting that crystal out of here. Especially if they really would strip search Sin when we left. The breath fell from my lungs as I gave in and Sin slapped my ass, making me growl angrily.

Sin: “Come on sexy, show me how much you love your big boy,”

he encouraged.

I’m going to kill him. I gave in and let him roll me over, feigning a groan while fighting my scowl and Sin released a filthy laugh. I’ll risk my reputation, my freedom and a put crystal up my ass for you, love. If that’s not worthy of make-up sex, then I don’t know what is. Roary: "He's a fucking idiot,"

Roary said thickly, grasping my chin and forcing me to look back at him.

I tried to pull away, but he held firm, locking me in his golden gaze and making sure I listened to what he had to say.

Roary: "Any man lucky enough to be blessed by the stars to have you as their mate should be praising their fortune and holding onto you as tightly as they can. You're one in a million, Rosa, you shine brighter than any star and you burn with more heat too. If I was blessed with a mate even half as beautiful and fierce and strong as you then I would wrap my arms around her and never let go. I'd give anything to have a girl like you, little pup." Sin: "I was going to bring you flowers, but you don't seem like the type to go in for clichés, so I got you something better."

Rosalie: "What?"

I asked, a smile tugging at the corner of my lips. Only Sin Wilder could make me smile this easily after having to endure two hours of group therapy under Cain's watchful eye. Luckily the Vampire bastardo's shift had finished so we didn't have to worry about his bat ears listening in on us. Sin dipped his mouth down to my ear, nipping the lobe playfully before he whispered my answer so that only I could hear.

Sin: "I shoved a Sunstone Crystal up a Werewolf's ass for you yesterday, pretty girl."

Laughter burst from my lips and he growled playfully like he liked that, his hands curling around my waist as he tugged me closer. Sin: "I've done enough bad shit, good shit and damn outrageous shit in my lifetime to figure out that there's a difference between what's easy and what's worthwhile. And you, sweetheart, are the most worthwhile Fae I've met during my entire incarceration and maybe even before that too." Sin: "I didn't know any better, I'd have said you were a Siren sent to lure me in, but instead I'm beginning to think you might be something far more dangerous than that."

Rosalie: "Like what?"

Sin: "My own, personal obsession. My drug of choice, the answer to all of my desires rolled up into one little, Faetalian ball of danger. I think you might be my downfall, wild girl. But I think I like the idea of that too." Sin: "You'll like that one even better in a moment, kitten. But if you keep me waiting much longer, I'm not going to be able to stay a gentleman."

Rosalie: "Well that's good to know,"

I replied with a smirk before wrapping my hand around the smooth, inked perfection of his length.

Rosalie: "Because I'm no lady." Cain: "I did a bit of research about you, you know,"

Rosalie: "Oh yeah? If you found the pictures I did for that naked photoshoot you should know that I regret them now. I had a lightning bolt design on my pubic hair and in hindsight I think it might have been a bit tacky." It had been a few days since we’d started working in the library and every time I went in there, I was fucking pumped. Especially when she set me tasks. It legit gave me the shivers right down to my cock. I’d never been much of a submissive, but for her, I’d pull my pants down like a good boy, shove a ball gag in my mouth and hand her the whip to do her worst while bending over a bale of hay – because of course this fantasy took place in a stable where she made comments about me being hung like a horse and I begged her to ride me like a cowgirl. I would have thought fucking her would end my blue ball misery, but apparently my blue balls were starting a dynasty. And they’d be around for a long fucking time while my little wild girl was in sight. Just looking at her made me ache for more. That was all I wanted since we’d fucked. More more more. My balls still throbbed like I’d never had her at all. But I had. Oh I fucking had. She’d felt like starlight wrapping around my cock and I swear it had shone afterwards for a good ten minutes, granting wishes to anyone who looked its way. Roary: “Why are you hard?”

he asked in alarm as I crushed him to the floor and I grinned at him, my teeth still wet with his blood.

Sin: “Violence is a beautiful mistress, Roary. Don’t you like the way she caresses you from the inside?” I punched him in the chest and he snarled, reaching up and latching his hand around my throat. I answered by locking my own hand around his in return, still smiling, having the time of my damn life.

Sin: “The two of us could make a beautiful mess of Rosalie,”

I rasped as he fought to block off my air supply.

Sin: “Think how good she’d look between us, gasping our names.”

Roary: “Are you actually propositioning me right now?”

Roary choked out and I nodded keenly. Nasty, nasty shit that. Eye forks were no laughing matter. Except to me. Because I was laughing my ass off. The baton needed his magical signature to activate which meant it had to connect with his skin while he was casting to read it. Nixon lifted his hand to defend himself with magic so the moment I slammed it against his dick, a thousand volts of electricity burst from the thing in a heartbeat. Nixon was thrown back into a weight rack where his head slammed against one of the weights before Rosalie: "Wait,"

I said, stepping forward and placing my hand on Ethan's arm and the three of them looked my way like they thought I was about to choose between them or something.