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Bound by the Pack: Black River Pack, #4
Bound by the Pack: Black River Pack, #4
Bound by the Pack: Black River Pack, #4
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Bound by the Pack: Black River Pack, #4

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Omega Asher wants a family of his own more than anything, but he's a widow—never allowed to mate again. He spends his days as a leatherworking apprentice, haunted by the abuse his former Alpha put him through. When Alpha Zeke asks him on a date, he agrees—but he has to tell Zeke he's a widow sooner or later.

Alpha Zeke is willing to fight for his soul bonded mate. But he has to prove to Asher he won't be abusive. That becomes difficult when he's called to fight in the pack wars—which are slowly turning in favor of Black River.

As Zeke's job in the Alpha Guard grows even more dangerous, and Asher's trauma continues to prevent him from enjoying the pleasures of the soul bond fully, the two find that they have to make difficult decisions for each other. And will Black River win the war—or will it crumble?

Bound by the Pack is a m/m gay shifter mpreg novella with a HEA. No cheating, no cliffhangers. Each book in the Black River Pack series focuses on a different couple while expanding the overarching plot. They can be enjoyed alone, but it is recommended to read the series in order.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherKellan Larkin
Release dateMar 22, 2017
ISBN9781386905912
Bound by the Pack: Black River Pack, #4

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    Bound by the Pack - Kellan Larkin

    1

    Asher

    I polished the leather lovingly, impressed, as always, with the leather tooling on the straps. The Black River Leatherworkers’ Guild comprised some of the most respected wolves in the pack, and I was proud to be among them, even though I was still an apprentice.

    I’d worked hard to get to where I was. I’d displayed an aptitude for artistry as a pup, always drawing and painting. When I’d learned where the beautiful leather straps that hung in my house came from, I’d immediately asked my parents how I could

    make

    them

    .

    That was when they’d taken me to the leatherworkers’ store. Typically, Omegas didn’t come here until they were in their late teens and had to learn about their Omega duties. But because of my interest, I’d wanted to go earlier.

    I hadn’t learned about what the leather goods were actually used for until much later.

    That was when I’d hit puberty and the… desires had taken hold in me, making me want an Alpha of my own. Luckily, I’d been working at the leatherworkers’ store for years, and many Alphas came in to peruse the items and learn what they were for in their Alpha classes. That was how I’d met Edward.

    Edward was the very picture of what an Alpha should be. He was strong, handsome, and agile. He was an excellent fighter, and no one was surprised when he joined the Alpha Guard. We got married shortly after he’d been accepted.

    And then he’d been killed in the first attack of the pack wars. No one knew why the pack wars had started. The Council told us it was because the other packs were jealous of how much land we had, and they wanted to take some of it

    from

    us

    .

    Land was important to wolves—it had so many resources, most importantly, prey. Plus, it was a point of pride. If a wolf pack could defend a large amount of land, they had more prestige.

    In any case, this stupid battle for land had taken out Edward. I’d been left a widow. Thankfully, we hadn’t had kids yet. But on the other hand, I mourned that fact—it meant that I didn’t have a living reminder of Edward, and it meant I couldn’t marry again.

    If I’d had a kid, the Council would have set me up with another Alpha as soon as possible because they would have wanted the child to have two parents. But because I hadn’t been pregnant, I was destined to be a widow forever.

    The surprising thing was that this was actually a relief. The thing about Edward was that he’d been abusive to me. At first, I’d thought it was all part of the kinky stuff wolves got up to as a part of the soul bond. I thought Omegas were supposed to enjoy being hit in bed, tortured by their Alphas. That was what other Omegas talked about, anyway.

    But I’d soon learned that what Edward did to me wasn’t mutually enjoyable kink—it was abuse. And there was nothing I could do about it. Whenever I tried to talk to anyone else about it, they explained it was just part of the soul bond. That Alphas were naturally violent and the traditional rituals Alphas and Omegas participated in in the bedroom was part of what life was supposed to

    be

    like

    .

    But I knew better. I knew he wasn’t treating me like he should. The worst part was that I could never escape—divorce was severely taboo in the pack, except in certain circumstances, like abuse. Too bad no one ever believed me when I told them I was being abused.

    I took a deep breath; I had to get a hold of myself. This was my life and these were the cards I’d been dealt, and I couldn’t do anything about it but move on and accept my fate. I had to do my duty to the pack, and that meant I couldn’t marry. Because there was a shortage of Alphas, new Omegas were prioritized.

    I’d asked if I could marry one of the new Alphas from Fir Branch, the wolves who’d been rescued, but before I’d even had a chance to ask, some of the other Omegas told me that they weren’t being paired

    up

    yet

    .

    Apparently, Fir Branch Alphas weren’t trained like our Alphas were. They weren’t taught that they should be kind to Omegas, and treat them with respect. Black River was one of the only places where that happened. In other packs, like Fir Branch, Alphas were allowed to let their natural aggression go unchecked, and as a result, they abused their Omegas.

    I certainly couldn’t end up with an abusive Alpha—again.

    But then, I missed having one around. Edward hadn’t been abusive all the time, which was why it had been so difficult for me to figure out that he was abusive at all. Sometimes, he was genuinely kind to me, especially when we had sex that wasn’t particularly kinky. He’d taken good care of me and given me great orgasms.

    I missed all that. I missed reaching the height of sexual pleasure with my soul bonded mate, and knowing that he was my partner forever. I missed his touch on my skin, curling up in his lap and feeling like we had something special together.

    I would never feel that again because everyone knew that the soul bond only happened once—that was part of why Omegas weren’t allowed to mate again unless they had children, who needed two parents. I would never feel that sense of deep pleasure and connection with

    another

    wolf

    .

    I was completely bereft, and it hurt so much when I went out into the town and saw Alpha and Omega couples holding hands and walking with each other—even worse, with their kids. Happy families, not knowing that at any moment their happiness could be torn asunder.

    I wanted to run up to them and shake them, force them to appreciate what they had. But I knew the world didn’t work like that. When Edward and I had been together, it felt like nothing would stop us, like our happiness was neverending.

    The pack wars had taught me otherwise. We’d lost many Alphas—as well as Betas and Omegas—and many children for left orphaned and wolves left widowed. But we had to fight because it was our duty to the pack. It was our duty to protect our lands and our way

    of

    life

    .

    That was the other thing—the Council had told

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