Page 84 of Rogue Alpha Prince

That was… intimate.

“You are wondering if I meant what I said.” He chuckles again, asshole. “You know, I would have marked you if you had said it back. I thought you would, to be honest.”

I don’t say anything, just stare, panting.

He grabs my hand and closes his eyes. “I wanted to mark you.”

I look at him curiously.

“Fuck, I stillwant to do it.” He snaps his eyes open, and his left hand is on my neck in no time. He leans to me, simultaneously pulling me to him, and sinks his teeth in my marking spot where my neck meets my left shoulder.

I cry out in pain and unwanted pleasure.

“You know it won’t work, right? You just harmed me without a reason,” I hiss.

He stops biting and lets me go with a pleased smile.

“You still have my semen inside of you. It might work.”

“Fuck!” I shoot right up. And indeed, something warm and sticky leaks between my legs.

“What?” He acts innocently.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” I grab my used shirt and jeans from the floor, and speed to the bathroom to wipe myself and get dressed.

I can hear him sighing and moving around the room.

“I’ll be back in half an hour,” I enter the room again. “I need to go to the drugstore.”

“What’s going on?” He has his black jeans on and looks huge and unjustifiably gorgeous.

I hesitate. There is a reason I haven’t talked to Cain about it before. He could get mad…

“We didn’t use any protection.”

I can’t believe I’ve got caught up again.

“I thought you said you… oh, you cheeky little wolf, you lied about your anticonception to my father?”

He starts putting on his shirt and leather jacket.

“Of course, I lied! I didn’t want to hear about my children being brought up to slaughter. I will kill anyone who threatens them myself if I have to!”

Cain growls.

Iignore him, grab my new phone and wallet with the card he gave me a few hours ago, and open the door.

I can hear the party still in full swing. They probably relaxed and went back to dancing and laughing after my husband left.

“Wait, I’ll go with you.”

Whatever. I run down the stairs and grab one of the keys I recognize hanging by the door, before going out to the parking lot.

“Where are you headed?” Cain asks when I pass his motorcycle.

“To my car.”

I click the key and sure enough, my light gray SUV comes to life with a beep. I don’t know who drove it here from the palace, but I’m glad they did.

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