Page 16 of The Wolf Prince's Mate

The wolf within me slammed against the cage I’d painstakingly placed him in, snarling viciously.

I tightened my hold on him, unsurprised that he chose an emotionally-charged moment to try to break free. That was nothing new.

But Nova’s pain wasn’t acceptable.

Spending heat with her could mess things up between me and Hunter, but he didn’t know how badly she was suffering. If he did, he would’ve stopped it. He was an asshole, like all of us were, but we tried not to be monsters.

“I’m coming in,” I told Nova, and ended the phone call. The device went into my pocket as I stormed back into my house.

There would be no changing my mind after I was in there.

For a few hours, that female would be mine.

And I would be hers.

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There wasnothing left in my stomach, but the pain was so bad that I retched anyway.

All that existed was agony.

White-hot pain.

The begging phase had been shorter than usual. I hadn’t even stumbled around, trying to find Clay.

The puking had only begun the month before, and though it was more violent than heat’s usual pain, I liked the way it dulled my desperation.

Vaguely, I heard Clay say over the phone that he was coming inside. The words didn’t register. I was too dizzy. It was a miracle I was still resting my face on the toilet, rather than the cold tile floor.

Eventually, I felt a pair of hands on my hips.

Part of me could hear a man swearing.

He pulled me away from the toilet, and my hands hit the tile a moment later, my knees on a squishy bath rug.

The begging began again.

I couldn’t even hear what I was saying, but the words running through my mind felt more like screams.

“Please help me.”

“Please take me.”

There were hands on my legs, and I looked down as a gorgeous face parted my thighs.

Clay.

He came back.

My tortured moan would’ve been embarrassing without heat, but I was too far lost for that.

His tongue dragged over my clit roughly, and I came immediately.

Hard.

Wet.

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