Page 99 of His Wild Mate

I smirked. “Alpha's orders. You can't touch me, and you can't hurt me.”

Reaching up I touched my head and realized he had hurt me. I feared maybe the order was slipping a little, then again, he'd done it from a distance with a rock. Maybe it was one of those loopholes like Emmett and I had found.

The smile was wiped from my face when he leaned down to kiss me instead. His lips grew closer and closer. I thought I was going to be sick. Just before he sealed his mouth over mine, it was like an invisible force stopped him.

His head bobbed back and forth trying to reach me, to no avail.

Emmett had never had an issue with using his mouth on me, just not his hands. Why would that be different for him?

I considered that for a moment. Part of Thomas's directive was no touching and no harm. Emmett's mouth was never a threat to harm me. It only brought me pleasure, and we both knew it. Maybe that was it. If this asshole kissed me or touched me with his lips in any way, there would be no pleasure, only harm.

Was it possible the Alpha order was subjective or that my own heart determined harm? That would explain why the rock had slipped past the barrier to strike me. I hadn't seen it coming and didn't know it would harm me.

He snarled and was starting to lose it, partially shifting in anger. His teeth had elongated, making him look truly menacing.

Eyeballing my neck, he moved from trying to kiss me to trying to bite me.

“No!” I yelled, but he didn't stop.

I gagged a little with relief when his teeth couldn't touch me either.

But the anger that exploded from him was terrifying. His eyes looked half insane as he started to pace the tiny room we were in as he contemplated his next move.

“They'll be looking for me by now,” I warned him.

The fact that I still couldn't shift bothered me, and I had no idea how long it would take the drugs to wear off. I prayed it would hurry up though.

In the meantime, I looked around the room as inconspicuously as possible, searching for anything that I could use to end this guy or at least incapacitate him long enough to escape.

“They could look all they want. With the new snow, there is no chance of them finding us here. I am an excellent tracker and even I would struggle to find us.

I needed to keep him occupied until I came up with a plan.

“Is that how you found me?”

He stopped and gave me a sly smile before resuming his pacing. It gave me an uneasy feeling.

“I must admit, I wasn't entirely prepared to catch you alone or things would have gone so much smoother. You shouldn’t have tried to hide from me, Paige.”

“I was scared,” I confessed.

“Scared? Precious, you don't ever have to be scared of me. I would never hurt you.”

“But you are. I don't want to be here.”

“It's only for a short while to allow the storm to pass and for Emmett to tire of looking for you. He will, you know, because he doesn't love you the way I love you. I would go to the ends of the Earth to find you, but he has no true tracking skills. If he did and truly cared, I wouldn't be here. I didn't hide because I'm not a coward.”

“Like me?” I challenged.

“What? No. Oh my precious, you weren't a coward. You were just confused because of him. But don't worry. Once the storm settles, I will remove him from our lives forever and it will just be the two of us.”

“What?” I asked. Anger boiled in my veins.

“He won't be a problem any longer. I'm afraid I'll have to work out how to break this directive Thomas has set. I had hoped that being away from him and the Pack it would no longer be an issue.”

“What are you going to do to me?”

“I would think that much is clear, Precious. I will take you as my mate, and we will be happy together. You are mine.”

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