Page 43 of The Alpha Wolf Defying Fate

I laughed. “Because I’m your mate. Even without the mark, we feed each other strength. Together we are completely whole, so your mental wards and your strength is amplified by me.”

I watched as she ran that information through her mind before giving an agreeable sound.

“That does make sense.” She was quiet again, lost in her own thoughts as her head rested back on my chest.

I couldn’t help the sigh of contentment from passing my lips as I continued to trace the sigils and listen to her breathing. Her body was warm against mine. Her scent filled my senses, and a feeling of rightness settled over me.

This was where we belonged. Together. In one another’s arms.

Everything about this situation felt right. Why I had fought it so hard bewildered me now.

‘Never question The Fates,’my wolf chuckled.

I smirked in response as I pulled my mate even tighter to my chest.

My head leaned back against my bag, my eyes drifting closed as I relaxed. The only thing that would make this moment better would be for it to be in my bed instead of a tent in the middle of the Forgotten Realm.

I slowly teetered between sleep and consciousness, my hands running up and down Sasha’s back again. It was only when I felt her shift that my eyes drifted open to check and make sure that the voice hadn’t returned to her mind.

Sasha peered up at me with her sparkling blue eyes. Her chin rested on her arm and her fingers played with the seams of my sleeves.

“You okay?”

“Yeah,” she nodded. “I’m just debating.”

I chuckled and moved my finger to twist a strand of her hair.

“Debating what?”

She tilted her head to the side as she looked back at me, her hands trailing up to my jaw to trace the lines there. My body shivered as her finger traced her where her mark would belong should she ever choose to do so. A temptation that I was finding myself wishing for more and more.

She swirled the finger along the tender spot again, my blood racing through my body to one singular location.

“Debating what?” I asked again, my voice raspy as I choked on the words.

She smiled. “I want to know if the voice will stay away for good if I have your mark on me.”

Chapter Twenty

Sasha

Ileanedupandpressed my lips to his before he could answer, my fingers gripping into his shirt tighter.

I wasn’t sure where the thought had come from, myself or my wolf, but the science behind it seemed solid to me. If being held by my mate kept the voice at bay, then baring his mark should flush the voice out completely. Then whatever being had been haunting me since coming to this realm could be banished and we could continue our mission once and for all.

“Sasha,” he moaned against my lips as I moved my legs over to straddle him. He was already hard, his erection pressed between my thighs deliciously.

I bit down on his bottom lip then, pulling it slightly as I flexed my hips against him. I didn’t want him to try to talk me out of this. I could feel his apprehension mixed with his own desire.

He would most likely blame the animalistic desires of our wolves to fulfill the bond. He would probably try to persuade me not to go through with the plan, like we had agreed before, but I couldn’t handle it anymore. I couldn’t let a voice in my head that didn’t belong there to confuse my thoughts any longer.

“Sasha,” Ayden moaned as I began to unbutton his jeans. “Sasha, wait.”

I growled against his mouth in protest at his command. The world spun around me in an instant, my back pressed down to his sleeping bag as he towered over me. I could see his chest rising and falling with each heavy breath. I had successfully undone the button to his pants before he had twisted us around, the bulge pressing the fly open.

“Just wait. Slow down and think about what you’re doing.” He urged.

I shook my head. “I have. I’ve been laying here thinking about it since we got in the tent. If the bond is protecting me from going insane, then I want the bond, Ayden. If I can’t get rid of this voice, I will lose my mind.”

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