Page 16 of Alpha's Unwilling Mate

“Tonight, it will be.”

“Tonight? We can’t have a mating ceremony that quickly!”

“Can and will,” he challenged, surging to his feet with me in his arms. I quickly looped my arm around his neck to hang on.

“Bastion,” I argued when an SUV pulled up.

“It’s just Simon,” Bastion said as he moved toward it.

The man who stepped out had his head averted and held out a blanket. “Seriously, Alpha. Will this be a habit with you two?”

“Shut up, Simon,” Bastion said.

“What does he mean habit?” I asked as Bastion wrapped the blanket around me.

“I’ll tell you later,” he replied. “We’ve got a mating ceremony to prepare for.”

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