Chapter Seven
After she phoned work organizing the vacation time for the month to spend as Zeke’s toy, Mary was able to relax. She loved her life as a human. Yes, there was no one to live her life with and she never trusted men, but it was her life. She enjoyed baking and helping out at the homeless shelter several blocks from her apartment. Work as a receptionist in the advertising firm was fun. No one, apart from the close employees, ever remembered her. She liked her life like that. Mary had watched women who struggled to work because of all of the male attention.
There was a time she’d wanted something similar, but then she’d wised up. No one would ever bother her enough to make working hard. She didn’t know everyone who worked in the building as she didn’t venture farther than the ground floor staff room. Max stood with her as Jane was inside making breakfast for the members of Zeke’s pack who’d stayed behind.
She wasn’t allowed to leave the house unless Max or one of the men was with her.
“I’m not going to flee,” she said. “I struck a bargain for Jessica’s life. I’m not going to leave before I’ve fulfilled my part of the bargain.” Besides, she wasn’t ready to leave the sex behind. Zeke had awakened something inside her. For the first time since being bitten she was starting to feel like her old self again. She had always felt ill and filled with burning heat. Since Zeke had been fucking her, she’d been able to focus and remain calm throughout. Last night had been hot as hell. She’d loved the minutes when she was able to be on top taking his cock deeply within her.
“I’m not here in order to stop you fleeing,” Max said, looking up at the sunshine.
The sunlight did feel rather lovely today, Mary thought.
“Then why?”
“Since finding out … some things, he wants you protected.”
Jessica was sat inside with Jane, eating. Glancing behind her at the door Mary saw the young girl’s shoulders were hunched over her bowl of cereal. She’d not been the same since she had gone out with Zeke.
“He wouldn’t have killed her, you know,” Max said, drawing her attention away from the other girl.
“What do you mean?”
“Zeke, the Alpha. He’s a tough man, but he’s not a bad man. She didn’t smell like the others. Neither did you. He wouldn’t have killed you.” Max smirked. “I imagine when you offered to give him anything he couldn’t resist your tempting offer.”
Heat filled her cheeks. Max wasn’t being mean. He didn’t have the first clue as to what her life had been like before she met Zeke. The men loved to tease her about her curves.
“I’ve hurt you,” Max said, looking remorseful.
“What?” Mary shook her head.
“You lie badly. Every type of emotion has a certain smell. I can detect it.” He tapped his nose.
Tucking some hair behind her ear, she ran her hand down her shirt front. Zeke had allowed her to wear clothes while others were at the house. She’d begged him this morning so she could have some dignity.
“It’s nothing. Just the men are not all that nice with, erm, my shape,” she said, feeling her cheeks getting hotter.
“I’m sorry. I don’t always think. Men can be such assholes.” Max looked sheepish.
“This is not the kind of conversation I want to be having,” Mary said, heading away from the house. Her humiliation was complete.
“We’re all different,” Max said, following her.
“What?”
“The bitches that are born rarely have anything about them other than being slender with no tits to their name.” He looked down at the ground, clearly shocked to have spoken to her about it. “Shit, I’m ruining this. I turned Jane because she’s everything I want in a woman. I love her curves, and I wouldn’t be seen with a full breed.” He showed off his arms and the thickness of the muscles.
Had she entered an alternative universe where the men didn’t have a filter between their mouth and brain?
“I’ve been with slender women, and I feel like I’m going to break them. Jane, she’s all woman, and with her being a wolf, I know she can take the kind of fucking I want to give her.”