<Chapter 24-1
Chapter 24-1
Kiana
Three weeks later
He was in my room again.
Not my room. His room.
Our room.
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The door closed quietly, and I could feel the air shift around him, trying to make room. I was in his bed, the sheets pulled all the way up to my chin. Underneath, I wore a pair of cotton shorts and a T-shirt. Nothing that would seem sexy, nothing that would give him the wrong impression, but clothes didn’t indicate intentions. I could have been bundled up in a parka jacket and snow pants,
and he still would sense my needs.
My desires.
Damn it to hell and back, but it was hard not to want him. Especially here, in the middle of his room, in the middle of his bed. His scent was wrapped all around me, but then, that was the plan.
Sleep in his bed. Smell like him. Play the role of the dutiful alpha mate and pretend we hadn’t been circling each other for weeks. Since he found out I was a null.
Since he wanted to use me.
“If you’re going to fuck me, then come here and fuck me. Otherwise, leave me alone. I’m trying to sleep,” I snarled as I sat up in bed and stared at him.
Som
anged since we’d seen the witches. Or maybe nothing had changed at all. I
ade progress. That we were on our way to parting amicably. I have every reason to him. He’d gone back on his word. Dragged me back to the Wolfspire pack so I could help discover who kidnapped his witch and drained her of her magic.
Forced me back to the pack who hated me when he’d promised me my freedom.
But he looked at me with distrust as well. Distrust that I didn’t deserve. It was fine when he thought
I was my father’s right-hand killer, but now that he knew the truth, he still watched me with a
tightness around his lips.
He wouldn’t tell me why.
With a low chuckle, he moved to the bed. Anticipation heightened inside of me. “You’d let me, Wouldn’t you?” he said, stepping closer. “Let me bend you over this bed. Let me fuck you until you
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scream for it.”
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Heat shot straight to my core, fury and lust a tangled, burning mess. But I bared my teeth anyway.” Are you seriously going to stand there pretending you don’t want it too?”
“No.” His voice was like gravel now. “No point in lying. My c**k’s so hard it’s a miracle I’m still
standing.”
“Then quit standing and do something about it. Or are you scared you’ll end up smelling like me
too? Double standard, isn’t it?”
His jaw clenched. That hit home.
“I didn’t come here to fight,” he growled. “And I sure as hell didn’t come to fuck you.”
Liar.
I could see it in his eyes. Feel it in the air between us. His restraint was a noose and it was fraying
fast.
“Someone just crossed into our borders, an old member of my pack who has since gone rogue. He’s asking to see you.”
“At three o’clock in the morning? He’s going to have to wait.” Annoyed, I slipped back into the bed and pulled the covers back up to my neck. If he wasn’t going to tell me what was wrong, I wasn’t
going to beg.
“It’s Dean Hewitt.”
Hewitt? My throat tightened, and I sat up again. “Parker’s son.”
Troy just nodded. Parker and Dean had been estranged, but I guess somehow he’d found out that
Parker died by suicide.
Most of the pack blamed me. Even Troy. Hell, maybe I even blamed myself.
Now his son was here to blame me too.
“He’ll have to wait until morning to take a piece of me,” I said as I slipped back in bed and squeezed
my eyes shut. I would not cry in Troy’s bed. I hadn’t cried in years, but lately, just looking at my mate
has been enough to unravel me.
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