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I shouldn’t have let her get under my skin, but I did She had laughed. She had laughed hard enough that tears were streaming down her face at the idea of me killing the people responsible for her family’s death Even if she wasn’t an Alpha, which she is, she would feel my strength and should know that the north has the most powerful Alphas in the region. And yet, she’d laughed as if I were an impotent male, unable of defending her honor or getting revenge on her behalf.
No one, not one person in my life, has ever made me feel that way. Until today. And because of that, I lost my temper.
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Now, I’m lying here in bed, staring at the ceiling, listening to her tossing and turning on the floor. I’d gone to take a shower and when I stepped out of the bathroom, she had a pillow and the bedspread on the floor close to the door the farthest she could get from me.
I’d gotten into bed without a word, but now, I can’t sleep; for multiple reasons. First, I’m pissed at myself for losing control. I never lose control. I’m a fucking Alpha. The Alpha of the largest and strongest pack in the region, possibly the world. People test me all the time, but I never lose control. I just remind them of who is in charge and who is more powerful. That, however, doesn’t work with my mate. She’s a very powerful Alpha female as well. And as my mate, I don’t want to make her submit to me. I’m not even sure I could if I tried. I can already tell that my mate is going to push all of my buttons and force me to become an even stronger man than I already am. The thought is both frustrating and exciting
‘If she’s this challenging out of bed, just wait until she agrees to let us mark her and gives herself to us. That sweet submission will taste delicious, Pierce says, purring in my head. I make sure it’s not out loud. I don’t want Samantha thinking I’m getting off in the bed while she’s in the room. I’m a gentleman, I did it in the shower hoping it would help me to sleep. 4
She huffs and tosses around, probably flipping herself on her side again. And that’s the real reason I can’t sleep. She’s uncomfortable and miserable on the floor while I’m lying here on the bed. If I was truly a gentleman, I’d have given her the bed. I’d intended to when we first arrived here, but then she’d gone and made me lose my temper.
I take a deep breath. I need to maintain control of my emotions, all of them including my very strong arousal for this woman. with what I’m about to do. She’s going to fight me, no doubt. But we both need sleep.
I get up and I hear her go very still, I ignore that and walk around the bed quietly. I can see her eyes glittering in the light from the moon that is shining through the curtains. She’s watching me, wondering what I’m doing.
atms.
I don’t hesitate. I walk over to her and scoop her up, ready when she begins flailing in my a
“Stop it. We both need sleep. That floor is too hard, and I can’t sleep with you tossing around like a damn fish out of water,” I
say sharply.
Her body apes still. “Excuse me?” she says, her tone full of venom.
goes
“You heard me,” I say, leaning over to get
it the pillow and bedspread I toss the pillow on the bed and lay the bedspread out as best I can with one hand before laying her on the bed and jumping over her. Before she can leap out of bed, I wrap my arm
around her waist, pinning her to the bed.
“I swear to the goddess, if you try to have sex with me, I will scream,” she snarls
“First of all, I am not a rapist. Yes, you are my mate. Yes, I am more attracted to you than I’ve ever been to another woman in my life. But I will never force myself on you. When we’re together and you scream, it will be because I’m making your body feel things that it has never felt before. I will make you feel so good that you can’t help but scream because of the pleasure
I’m bringing you, But, for now, settle down and go to sleep” i
I move my legs under the sheet and what I can of the bedspread. I don’t usually sleep with shorts on, but with Samantha in the room and everything being new to her, I decided it was a good idea. I’m thankful that I did. 1
1/2
7 need to adjust my pillow,” she says
I grit my teeth. “If you try to get up, I’m just going to drag you back. And if you start screaming, I’m going to get some duct tape and tape your mouth shut,” I growl.
“You have duct tape? What kind of creep are you?” she asks me. There’s a tone in her voice that lets me know that her question is half teasing. But since she doesn’t know me, it’s serious enough that I know I’m making her nervous
“In the north, you never know when a pipe is going to burst in the cold. It’s always good to have duct tape to tape it up until
you can fix it.”
“That makes sense,” she says, making me wonder if she’s from the north. I don’t know of any packs in the north who were attacked and lost an Alpha female. Well, except for my best friend’s pack. 7)
I shut those thoughts down. That path leads to another sleepless night, one that I’ve had many times trying to figure out who was responsible for Theodore’s death and the death of his family. It’s always eaten me alive that we never found Samara.
as an adult, I have to wonder if she was sold into the sex trade. I never found a trace of her, but I’ve also never stopped
searching.
As my mate finally begins to settle, I pull the sheet and bedspread over both of us, then wrap my arm around her waist, tugging her against me. Her whole body goes rigid, but I don’t move. I just enjoy the smell of her green tea, white ginger, and vanilla scent. It’s a gentle, exotic scent and I already know that I’ll never be able to get enough of it. It relaxes me, calms me deep in my soul. Her scent is doing more to soothe the frustrations of the day than anything ever has before. I guess that’s
the mate bond.
I force myself to stay awake until I feel her body go heavy with sleep. Her breathing evens out and she begins to gently snore
‘She’s very cute,‘ Pierce says.
y awake and watch over her, right? I ask my wolf.
“Yes, she is. Cute and fierce. What a combination. You’re going to stay
‘Of course I wouldn’t want her to sneak off on us.”
‘Or kill us in our sleep,‘ I say, only half joking. I wouldn’t put it past my fierce mate.
For some reason, the thought of my mate trying to kill me makes me smile. Pierce is right. When she finally agrees to let us mark her, when she finally gives us her submission, it will be very sweet indeed.
