Samara
Oh, I was so closel So fucking close! Then Alpha asshole had to snatch me from behind. The bastard.
“I think we’ve already established that what’s on my mind is getting away from you,” I say, answering his stupid question. I will not think about him naked behind me. I will not think about how good it felt to be in his arms last night or that I fell into the deepest sleep I can remember having in years.
“Is that what we’re going with?” he whispers against my ear making my entire body shiver. “Because your body is telling me something different than your mouth is.”
h know th “Well, since you haven’t accepted my rejection, we both
body is not that the mate bond is still in effect and my body
completely in my control. Responding to you is nothing more than a mate bond that should be terminated,” I say logically
“And yet, I’m going to accept the gift that the Moon Goddess has given me. Open the door,” he says, turning me back toward
our hotel room.
As soon as the door is open, he releases me but yanks the television cord out of my hand. “You do realize that I have to pay for damages, right?” he asks, obviously aggravated
“You do realize that if you’d just let me go, your warriors would be fine and you wouldn’t be paying for anything, right?” I ask,
making my tone as sweetly snarky as possible.
He huffs at me, then takes a step toward me. “Let’s go.”
“Go where?” I ask frowning at him.
“Well, I just went for a run and I need to shower. Since there are no guards and I can’t trust you alone if there were, you’re
going to shower with me,” he says, giving me impish grin.
“Like hell I am,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Suit yourself,” he says and before I realize what he’s doing, he scoops me over his shoulder and carries me into the bathroom.
I begin kicking and beating on his back. “Put me down!”
The sharp sting of his hand on my ass cheek startles me into silence. “Knock it off. You did this to yourself,” he says,
obviously aggravated with me
He continues to hold me while he turns on the water. I hear the shower spray start and before I realize what’s he’s doing, he sets me down in the spray of cold water.
I squeal and jump, but he’s right there, capturing me. “Seemed like you needed to cool off a bit,” he says.
“You,” I growl
“Yep, it’s me. Your mate, your future /
Alpha, and d the man w
will make you realize that you’ve met your match, Samantha ”
“I highly doubt that.” I spit out, although I have to admit, I didn’t hear him coming up behind me earlier. The man is stealthy
‘It took us too long to get away from those warriors, Ayla says, obviously upset about it
‘It’s been nine years since I’ve trained Ayla and you’ve never trained at all. I think we did pretty well, all things considered.
“Now, are you going to behave while I shower or are you going to try to escape? And before yo
you answer, let me tell you that if you do try to get out of here, I’ll catch you before you reach the door and then hold you against the wall with some part of my
body while I bathe. So, you can either stand there, take this opportunity to bathe with me, or see how serious I am about
pinning you against the wall.”
LES BONUS
He’s so arrogant. I have no doubt that he would do it. He glares at me another moment and then leans back, letting the water wet his hair. He watches me as he gets the shampoo, then closes his eyes as he begins to wash his hair.
I will not look at his body. I will not look at his body. I will not look at his fucking amazing, ripped, muscular body.
I hold in a growl as I lean down to get the soap. Quick as lightening, his hand snaps around my wrist. I look up to see shampoo washing over his face and into his eyes, but he doesn’t blink.
I hold his gaze as I push my hand forward and grab the soap. “Death by soaping. It’s all the latest craze,” I say sarcastically before yanking my hand out of his wrist.
“If there was a way to kill me with soap, I’m sure you’d figure it out,” he growls
I don’t bother answering as I turn away from him. I feel the tug a
g a moment before he rips my shirt down the back.
“What are you doing?” I ask, spinning around and holding the top to my chest.
don’t bathe properly, it won’t be the soaping that kills me, it will be your stench,” he growls.
Did he just say I slink?
“Excuse me?” I snarl. “I do NOT stink.”
“You will if you don’t bathe. And it’s not like I’ve never seen a naked she–wolf before.”
His words send snakelike jealousy slithering through my veins.
“I’m quite sure you have,” I snarl. “Alphas like you don’t tend to discriminate when it comes to bedwarmers, do they?”
“How many Alphas like me have you known?” he asks, ignoring my taunt. There’s too much interest in his eyes and I know
this question is directed more at getting information out of me rather than instigating me.
“Enough,” I say, without really giving him any information. Because I’m irritated, I toss the ruined shirt aside.
His eyes make a slow trek down my body.
“A decent Alpha wouldn’t stare,” I say, but my body is betraying me. My nipples harden into tight peaks and the heat in my core begins to drip down my thighs.
Im not a decent Alpha, I’m your mate,” he says slowly, as if savoring the words like his eyes are savoring my body. “And you
are the most beautiful she–wolf I’ve ever seen in my life.”
His voice is soft and reverent as if he really means it
“I’m not interested in your meaningless, pretty words, Alpha,” I say, but I turn away from those eyes before the heat of my
cheeks gives me away.
I feel heat at my back and I stiffen, not sure what he’s going to do. He’s so close that I can feel the hair on his chest grazing
against my back.
“I meant every word I just said,” he whispers, his warm breath blowing against my ear and sending another wave of liquid heat straight to my core
He steps back, but not before I feel the tug of my sleep shorts a moment before they fall to the shower floor, shredded
I growl but he is undeterred. “You’ve
u’ve got a beautiful ass, too. Made more beautiful by my handprint that is still on it.”
I turn to look, arching my back so I can see and sure enough, his handprint is clear as day
on my white ass cheek.
“Mine,” he growls possessively, reaching out to gently graze a finger over his mark on my ass
“Not without your mark, I’m not,” I snarl, slapping his hand away from me.
“It’s only a matter of time, beautiful”
“I have no intention of ever letting you mark me, Alpha”
“Good thing I have the patience of a saint then,” he says, smirking at me.
Cooper
These two might spontaneously combust before they finally get together.
