Page 12 of Carnage Island

“She’s from the Nantahala Pack,” he replies, those words alone explaining everything.

“Fuck.”

“Yeah,” he agrees. “Rather than send her to their island, she’s coming to ours because of her violent outburst and mixed heritage.”

“I see.” I turn onto a main road that will take me to the highway, the wheels squealing in protest at my rising speed. “Are we throwing a welcome party?”

“Caius is working on it.”

“Taking bets on who fucks her first?” I guess, grinning.

Carnage Wolves love sex. It’s a carnal part of us engraved into our animal spirit. Not just for men, but for women, too. And Carnage Island is severely lacking in the female department, giving the new wolf her pick of bedmates.

“Among other things,” Tieran replies.

“Alpha or Beta?” I ask. The answer will influence my bet. And I don’t bother guessing Omega since that's too unlikely to be true. It would also cause a riot on the island.

“Reese claims she was rejected by an Alpha’s son, so I’m guessing she’s an Alpha,” he says. “Alpha Crane’s son, to be precise.”

I nearly freeze in my seat. “Shit.”

“Yeah. Word is the two packs are trying to merge and this little wolf put a kink in those plans when she turned out to be a half-breed.”

“Fuck,” I breathe, impressed and a bit enthralled. “Have you confirmed that with your father?”

“Not yet,” he replies. “I’ve left him a message, though. And Reese is trying to find out more for us.”

I nod. Reese is one of our informants on the Elder council. If anyone can find out the truth, it’s him. But it would be good to know what Tieran’s father has to say about it.

He’s the Black Mountain Alpha, after all.

“Sounds like we’re in for an intriguing evening,” I murmur.

“Quite,” Tieran agrees, his English accent coming through—a trait he picked up from his Omega mother. And maybe from her English mate as well. Being a rare Omega allows her to have multiple mates, the Alpha of her circle being Tieran’s father. But the other two males in her nest were both Alphas in their own right, they merely chose to bow to Tieran’s dad.

Similar to how Caius and I allow Tieran to lead.

The three of us are all Carnage Wolf Alphas.

But Tieran is the strategist.

I’m the brawn.

And Caius is the brains.

“I’ll be there in about fifteen minutes,” I tell Tieran.

“I’ll have the yacht prepped and waiting,” he replies, ending the call.

Well, this day just improved itself drastically. Once I rid myself of this stuffy suit, I’ll be all wolf.

And maybe I’ll have an Alpha toy to play with tonight.

It’s been a long time since I entertained a female capable of taking my strength. The two Betas and the single Alpha on the island claimed their males before I even had a chance to offer myself. So I’ve been forced to indulge my needs with humans instead. Which is pretty much like fucking glass.

Not fun for me.

Not fun for her.