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Chapter 2.-2
Submissive.
My wolf continued to stir inside me. His interest was difficult to ignore, but then, my own interest was also difficult to ignore. I reminded myself once again that I hadn’t brought her here to fuck her, but that didn’t stop images from conjuring in my mind. What would she do if I ordered her to spread her legs and give me a peek between those lovely thighs? If I skimmed my hands over her skin to see if she was as smooth as she looked?
I handed her the wine and raised an eyebrow when she drained it and quickly coughed. “How old
are you?”
“Twenty-two. Can I have another?”
I tipped my own glass back and took hers. “Maybe in a little bit. If you want to put your pants on, I can have one of my men drive you somewhere.”
“You really brought me here just so I could change clothes?” she asked suspiciously.
“And give you a chance to grieve and mend your broken heart,” I said with a shrug. “Save you from embarrassment. You put on quite a scene. I would expect a wolf to draw blood rather than run in tears. What kind of wolf are you?”
“A princess,” she muttered, and then laughed at her own private joke before she cleared her throat. “So you’ve decided to play hero?”
At that, I snorted. “Believe me, princess, I’m no fucking hero.”
“Well, I’m not a wolf with a broken heart,” she said with another strange look in her eyes. Something was on her mind, something she couldn’t seem to snap out of.
Broken. That’s what she was, a wolf who had broken completely. Strange reaction for a scorned woman who professed to not have a broken heart.
“So what are you, then?”
Instead of answering, she stared out the window. “I’m not really familiar with the area. Where do you think I should go?”
I wanted to demand an answer. In part because I was not used to being ignored, but also because she was a mystery, and I didn’t like mysteries. Instead, I reminded myself of the task at hand. The sooner I finished meeting with the alphas here, the sooner I could leave. “Home.”
Her face clouded over. “I can’t do that. Need to breathe and think.”
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“Breathing and thinking might be easier with jeans on.”
Her gaze slid my way. “You don’t know much about women, do you? No one thinks easier with jeans on.”
“And what are you thinking about?”
“That it’s over,” she whispered so quietly that I almost didn’t hear it. “You really brought me here just so I can clean myself up? No other reason?”
“Is that so difficult to believe?”
“I see the way you’re looking at me.”
At that, I smiled briefly. “I have good intentions, but I’m not dead. I can appreciate beauty when I
see it.”
“Why were you outside the hotel?”
“You ask a lot of questions, little bird.”
Nyx’s eyes widened a little. “Little bird?”
Clark
“Little, helpless, injured bird.” I waited to see if she would defend herself, but she just nodded her head a little, like she agreed. Was she so submissive that she couldn’t even speak up for herself?
“I’m just procrastinating, I suppose. Was it a terrible question to ask?”
“No. I was procrastinating as well. Balls aren’t exactly my idea of a good time.”
Snorting with laughter, she rolled her eyes, and I got the first glimmer of something beneath the breaking shell around her. “I’m sorry, you’re an alpha and you don’t like the balls? I find that hard to
believe.”
“Do you?”
“Oh, please. Alphas love nothing more than parading around and showing off their power. You do it around your pack, but there’s no real competition. Doing it at a ball? Now there’s the real challenge. Taking care of a whole pack isn’t. You have to posture who is the most important alpha. The strongest. The one with the most control over their wolf. It’s supposed to be about camaraderie, but it’s just a giant pissing match to see whose d**k is the biggest.”
Then, as if she realized who she was talking to, she lowered her eyes and scrunched up her nose. “I apologize. I shouldn’t have said that.”
“No. You should not have said that, but you are not wrong. Balls are frivolous.”
“To you.”
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I cocked my head. “Excuse me?”
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