Page 2 of The Alpha's Shattered Bonds

“It’s natural for a young wolf to have these instincts,” he said. “But I’m not the one for you.” His tone wavered slightly, betraying the uncertainty that simmered beneath his resolute facade.

He’d called me a young wolf. Did he think I was completely inexperienced?

“I’ve had relationships before–” I started.

With a low rumble, Tyler stepped closer, his hand finding my waist. A spark leaped between us, electric pulses shooting through my body. As I looked into his eyes, I caught a flash of possessiveness swirling in their depths, a fierce unexpected emotion that sent my heart racing. Was he jealous?

The realization hit me—his wolf was responding to mine, a primal acknowledgment of the connection we shared. The intensity of his gaze made my pulse quicken, a mix of exhilaration and apprehension coursing through me. I belonged to him, just as he belonged to me. The unspoken recognition of what we truly were to one another hung thick in the air.

“I’ve had relationships,” I began, my heart racing as I met his gaze. “But they were distractions—nothing more. I thought I needed to resist this, but every time I was with someone else, all I could think about was you.” I took a breath, feeling the weight of my confession settle between us. “I’ve done things… but I’ve never wanted to go all the way with anyone but you.”

My resolve flared, and I added, “I’m not a teenager anymore, Tyler. I’ve grown up. I know now what I want, and it’s you.”

Yetstill, Tyler remained motionless. Where he grasped my hip, longing simmered, making me feel like I’d combust. I needed his hands to explore my body, thrumming with aching need.

With each pulse of heat, my body’s power surged to the surface. Tyler’s nostrils flared, each inhale he took making his body shudder with more tension and…pleasure. My pheromones were enveloping him, a secret language that spoke directly to his primal heart. I thrilled to watch his body respond, his instincts taking control. His eyes, full of restraint before, now burned with desire.

“Are you sure?” His breath came hot against my face, his voice barely audible over the thrumming of my pulse.

But it was a last-ditch attempt to resist the force driving us together. I still sensed his conflict, the struggle between his doubts and the raw urge that consumed him. I surged forward, pulling him down to me, guiding his mouth to mine.

For a brief moment, his lips hesitated against mine, their firm press speaking of the conflict raging within him. I could feel his restraint tightening like a coiled spring, his wolf stirring restlessly beneath the surface, tempted by my proximity. My hands danced across the hard contours of his chest, but it was the small hum in the back of my throat that spoke loudest. The muffled sound seemed to spark something in him; he kissed me back, his resistance melting into the heat enveloping us. His arms encircled me, pulling me close against him. My aching breasts molded against his chest as I pressed myself closer. I moaned into his mouth as his fingers tangled in my hair. A low groan escaped him, sending shivers racing through me.

Every touch ignited sensations I had never known, heat cascading through me. My knees buckled as he picked me up, understanding my needs without a single word. I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling his erection straining against me.

The intensity between us was all-consuming. “I need you,” I begged, voice thick with desire. My tongue clashed with his in unchecked passion, and Tyler’s growl deepened as I tasted his need, too.

As he lowered me onto the bed, his hands found the hem of my nightdress. The sound of tearing fabric sliced through the air, and suddenly, I was laid bare before his ravenous gaze. His pupils were blown wide with desire, a burning azure thatmirrored the brilliance of a glacier beneath the sun. His wolf surged just below the surface, primal urges feeding his actions.

The intense awareness of his attraction toward me flared through me, making me feel feral in a way I had never experienced. This was better than any fantasy I had conjured on the lonely nights I’d yearned for him. As he paused, I hooked my fingers beneath my panties, shimmying them down, determined to cast aside anything standing in our way.

Breath quickening, I reached for him, pushing down his pajama bottoms. A gasp escaped my lips as his erection sprang free. I marveled at the sight, anticipation and longing flooding my senses. Something about my reaction spurred Tyler on as he spread my thighs apart, fingers encountering my warmth as he slid a finger between my folds.

“Tyler,” I gasped, sinking back against the sheets as pleasure shuddered through me. As he drove two fingers deep inside, the sensation overwhelmed me; then, suddenly, his tongue danced over my sensitive clitoris. I writhed and moaned, teetering on the precipice of ecstasy—so close to the edge.

He sucked harder, and my whole body shook violently. I arched my back, my fingers tangling in his hair, crying out as pleasure surged through me. Fire coursed along my spine as my hips bucked with each thrust of his tongue. “Tyler, please,” I begged, urgency mingling with desperate need, threatening to rob me of my sanity.

“What do you want, Seraphina?” he growled, his breath warm against my core.

Seraphina.He’d never called me by my full name before; I’d always been his endearing“Seffy.”My full name resonateddeeply within me, intensifying the anticipation coursing through my veins as I met his hungry gaze. “I want you to fuck me, Tyler.” My command was charged with my wolf’s fervent want.

Approval rumbled in his throat as he positioned himself between my thighs. He knew it was my first time and moved gently, but I was so slick with longing that he slid in easily. I gasped, feeling a fullness I’d never known; tinges of pain ebbed away, completely overwhelmed by the ecstasy of being with Tyler.

His forehead pressed against mine. “Are you okay?” His voice was low, concern tangling with desire. Even as his wolf drove him hard, he allowed me time to adjust to this new sensation. The tender care he extended filled me with warmth.

“Yes, fuck, you feel so good,” I breathed, my tone sounding sultry even to my own ears. My walls clenched around him as if wanting to never let him go.

He groaned, sinking deeper, and I lost myself in the rhythm as my body bucked against him, craving more.

Sensing my growing need, he increased the pace, his cock stretching and filling me completely. Then came the electric sensation of his fingers stroking my clit, his mouth seeking out my nipples. The overwhelming pleasure sent me spiraling, wave after wave crashing through me as I called out his name.

Moments later, Tyler spilled into me, igniting yet another wave of ecstasy that consumed everything once more.

As we lay trembling against one another, heartbeats racing in sync, my spirit soared with pure joy. Our love had finally surfaced, like the precious ores and herbs that emerged from the ice during summer here in our secluded pocket of Alaska. Everybreath I took, saturated with Tyler’s cedar scent and our shared passion, pulsed with wonder.

I thought of the dazzling possibilities in my future, but what I didn’t imagine was how much pain awaited me.

Chapter One

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