Page 21 of Betrayed By the Alpha Wolf

“I…”

Her gorgeous blue eyes looked up at me when I managed to meet her stare, and everything inside me, things I had ignored for so long, screamed out for me to claim my mate.

Wolf pregnancies are rare. It’s not a guarantee, even if she is in heat. Kenzie won’t get pregnant. This will just be a tiny hiccup in our plan, something to be yourself up about later.

I wasn’t sure what possessed me to do it, but I reached up to her cheek, now bracing my weight on one hand. I stroked thesmooth, impossibly soft skin with my thumb, trying my best to send comfort to Kenzie.

A purr slipped out of me, and it was far too late to stop it.

“I…” She held my stare, the two of us unblinking and flayed open for all the world to see. “Yes. Please, Gray. I…I need you.”

My chest cracked open all over again, and no matter what I told myself, the core of me knew that nothing would be the same after this. I just needed to keep myself from biting her and dooming Kenzie to be stuck with me forever.

Chapter 9 - Kenzie

I didn’t want this. I didn’t want Grayson to help me through the heat. I wanted to be left alone to suffer or finally make it to my stash of pills. At least, that was the mantra I’d been trying to repeat in my head. It had all but faded now.

Every cell in my body screamed, the hormones wreaking havoc through my systems. It fucking hurt, and there was nothing to be done about it except Grayson’s help or suffering for however long it decided to last.

This heat was sooner than it should have been, and I knew dimly that it had to be because of the mate reveal. My womb clamped down again, seeking out that anchor that would hold me to reality and make the pain go away.

Grayson still stroked my cheek, that purr of his vibrating out from his chest, and damn him to hell and back, but it was exactly what I needed.His softness.

Threads of doubt and want mingled, making me a needy, whimpering mess, and I couldn’t hold back the tears. The pain, the embarrassment, it was too much.

Why did it have to be now? Why with Grayson?

Still, I couldn’t imagine having anyone else here to help me, and that was the rub. He’d rejected me, but my stupid heart didn’t seem to care. And my heat and my wolf absolutely did not.

“Okay.” Grayson’s voice was so low that I had to strain to hear it. “Okay.”

He didn’t say anything more as he dragged those hands of his down my arms. The contact set my nerves on fire, and I hissed, unsure if I wanted him to stop or if I wanted more.Grayson’s chest rumbled harder, the purr growing back into a growl as he smoothed his hands around to the front of my shirt.

My pussy was throbbing at this point, weeping slick that undoubtedly made it past my underwear and onto my leggings.

“Fuuuuck,” Gray dragged out, gripping my shirt like he was about to tear it in half, “Kenzie, your scent…ugh.”

Switching his position so that he was balancing on his knees now, Grayson shifted back enough to bring his nose to my hip. He nuzzled into my skin, shoving up my shirt as he plied hungry kisses across my stomach and upward.

Playful bites were peppered in, and the sensations made my brain go haywire. All I could feel was the incredible grip of his hands, the smooth brush of his lips, the tempting pinch of his teeth.

I arched up into his mouth as Grayson’s efforts carried him to my breasts. He pushed my shirt up and over them, exposing my sheer bra.

“God fucking damn.”

It was impossible to tell if Grayson was furious with me or aroused, and I had to believe it was a bit of both. His scent was beyond intense, everywhere and everything around me. I didn’t want to consider it, but part of me knew that he’d actually gone into a rut this time.

He’d fought it off before, but now? It looked like both of us were lost to the demands of our bodies, our connection.

My tank didn’t make it after that. Grayson had become too impatient, and he tore the thing clean in two. Logical Kenzie wanted to be upset about it. She was upset about a lot of this. But the rest of me, the parts that would always be owned and enthralled by Grayson, was absolutely ecstatic.

There was something about watching him fall apart like this, knowing that he was completely gone to the desire just like I was. Moreover, seeing him like this because ofme, well, that was bliss.

“Did you wear this fucking bra on purpose?”

My mind flickered back to reality, and I looked down at the maroon, sheer underwire I had on. I’d worn the thing several times before. It was one of my best bras. Why did Grayson give a fuck if I—

Oh.

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