Page 66 of His Mate

The drug that had locked me down, kept me weak, was no match for the raw, primal energy coursing through my veins right now. It had held me back for too long, suppressing the shift, caging the wolf within. But now, with Kendra in front of me, trembling, struggling to find her place in this new world, my blood roared to life, burning through the chemical restraints with a vengeance.

The fire spread through my limbs, through my muscles, and I felt my body begin to change. My bones cracked and my skin rippled as fur began to sprout along my arms and legs. The shift came faster than it ever had before, like the wolf inside me had been waiting for this moment—waiting for me to take control. And now, there was nothing holding me back.

Kendra’s eyes widened. She let out a low growl, instinctively challenging the authority she knew was mine. The wolf in her was strong, but she was still new to this. She needed guidance.

She needed to remember her place.

My bones realigned with a painful snap, my muscles expanding as my form twisted and stretched. I let out a deep, guttural snarlas the transformation completed itself, my vision sharpening, my senses exploding as I became the wolf. I towered over her now, my fur dark and bristling, every inch of me thrumming with power.

Her growl deepened, her eyes narrowing as she prepared to fight me. But this wasn’t a fight she could win. She might be a powerful wolf, but I was her alpha.

Without hesitation, I lunged forward, my massive body moving with brutal speed. I didn’t give her a chance to react, didn’t give her time to think. I knocked her down with a force that sent her skidding across the concrete floor, her body rolling before she scrambled to her feet, her chest heaving with a mix of fear and confusion.

She let out another growl, her teeth bared as she braced herself for another attack. But this wasn’t a battle. This was dominance. She needed to know that I was in control.

She was going to yield. I was going to make her.

I charged again, my movements precise, calculated. I didn’t aim to hurt her—I aimed to break through her resistance, to demand her surrender. She tried to snap at me, but I was faster, my jaws closing around the back of her neck, teeth pressing against her fur with enough force to hold her in place, but not enough to break the skin.

I growled low and deep, the sound vibrating through her body as I pressed her down, forcing her to submit. She struggled beneath me, her growls becoming more frantic, more desperate. But I didn’t let go. I couldn’t. She needed this, and I was the only one who could make her do it.

I felt her body tremble beneath mine, her growls turning into soft whines as the fight slowly drained out of her. Her muscles tensed for a moment longer, and then—finally—she gave in. She sank to the floor, her body going limp beneath my grip, her head lowering in submission.

But it wasn’t enough.

I released her neck, only to push her again, forcing her onto her back, making her expose her vulnerable belly to me. She whimpered softly, her glittering eyes locking onto mine as she rolled over, baring herself fully in a gesture of absolute surrender.

I stood over her, my massive paws on either side of her, my breath coming in heavy, ragged bursts. The wolf inside me howled with satisfaction, with triumph. She had yielded completely.

I lowered my head, my nose brushing against her exposed stomach, inhaling her scent, feeling the connection between us pulse stronger than ever. She was mine, and I was hers. The bond between us solidified in that moment, as primal and ancient as the wolves we had become.

Kendra’s body relaxed further, the tension that had gripped her melting away as she accepted what she was, what we were together. I could feel her wolf quieting, the need to fight fading as she settled into the bond, her trust in me undeniable.

She was calm now, her breathing steady. I stepped back, giving her the space to stand. She rose slowly, her body still trembling slightly, but the fear was gone. She was in control now—because she trusted me to lead her.

I shifted back into my human form, the change smoother this time, less painful. The fire that had burned through me had done its job, leaving me clearheaded and steady.

Kendra watched me, her green eyes still glowing faintly, and then—slowly—she began to shift back, too. Her bones snapped, her fur receded, and in moments, she was human again, her naked body trembling in the cool air of the warehouse.

I knelt beside her, pulling her into my arms, my heart pounding with a mixture of relief and pride. Her skin was warm, almost feverish, and I could feel the rapid beat of her pulse against my chest.

“Good girl,” I whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

She lifted her head slowly, her eyes meeting mine, and I saw it there: the hunger, the need that pulsed just beneath the surface. The shift had changed her, left her raw and vulnerable, but also awakened something inside her. She wasn’t just calm now—she was needy. Desperate for touch, for connection.

She needed to be mated.

And it needed to benow.

The bond between us pulsed, thick with heat and tension. I could feel her arousal radiating from her in waves, every inch of her skin electric under my touch. She clung to me, her fingers digging into my arms, her breath quickening as she leaned in, her lips brushing my neck.

“Rowan,” she whispered, her voice thick with desire, a soft, pleading edge to it. “I need…”

Her words trailed off, but I didn’t need her to finish. I could feel exactly what she needed, her body trembling with theoverwhelming intensity of it. The wolf inside her had submitted, but the woman—my mate—was craving somethingmore.

My own blood surged in response, my body reacting to her closeness, the warmth of her skin against mine, the unmistakable scent of her arousal filling the air. The shift had left me just as raw, just as hungry, and the bond between us was throbbing with need, binding us tighter together with every heartbeat.

I leaned down, my lips brushing against her ear as I whispered, “You need my cock, mate, don’t you?”

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