Page 31 of The Alpha's Temptation

I had been fighting him all day, hell even the past few days, and I was so tired of it all. He was tired of it too; I could see it in his eyes. He wanted me just as badly as I wanted him, but neither of us wanted to admit it to each other.

Because if we admitted it to each other, then we’d also have to acknowledge that we weren’t going to mate. The reasons why.And honestly? I didn’t want to believe that he just wanted to protect me.

What I thought… what I honestly thought was that he was embarrassed of me.

What alpha would want a mate who couldn’t shift?

Thinking that was easier, somehow.

“Please, I need you,” I whispered.

After swiftly picking me up, he dumped me onto the bed and crawled between my legs. He was already ripping off our clothes, his golden eyes glowing, which meant that his wolf was out to play, like he usually was in times like this.

I dug my nails into his muscular shoulders, and he positioned himself at my entrance. I inhaled sharply, spreading my legs even wider. He growled against my neck, the sound warming my skin. I tightened and tightened and tightened at the mere sound of how possessive it was.

At the thought of it one day truly being mine.

But it never would be.

A low grunt left his mouth, and he slid inside me.

My head lolled back against the pillows, and a soft moan left my mouth as I clenched around him. “More,” I said in a breathy moan. “Please…”

He thrust in and out of me, filling me then leaving me empty, over and over and over until I lost count. My pussy was clenching hard on to his cock, my mind buzzing. And I was desperate for him. Desperate for all of him.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer every time he thrust into me. My wolf—something that I had never really felt before—was clawing at my insides, desperate to come out too, but something was holding her back.

“My mate,” he grunted and growled in my ear, getting deeper and deeper inside me. His mouth was all over my throat. The moonlight was flooding in through my windows, bouncing offhis skin. “I’m going to fill you up with so much of my cum… that you’ll be pregnant with my pup by morning.”

“Holy–” Before I could finish my sentence, pleasure exploded through my body. Wave after wave after wave rushed through me at the thought of him wanting me so much that he’d try to get me pregnant with his pup.

He let out a low groan and stilled, deep inside my pussy, pumping me full with his cum. I closed my eyes, wishing, hoping that one day things would change. Hoping that one day, I’d actually be able to call him my mate. That one day, we might actually have pups together.

CHAPTER 22

LIVIA

A light humdrifted through my window, the breeze chilling my skin. I blinked my eyes a few times until they adjusted to the bright moonlight flooding in through the curtains. Caelan’s arm was slung around my waist, his lips on my ear.

The howls of dying wolves rang through my memory from the arena, then from the rogues. I could just imagine that was how my packmates sounded too before we returned home, being attacked relentlessly by the Whispering Pines Pack.

My chest tightened, a wave of guilt surrounding me from all sides.

Our pack continued to be attacked every single day, by rogues and by the Whispering Pine, because… of me. Because I’d entered into that tournament. Because I’d used magic when I should’ve been able to shift and use my wolf. Because I had killed that man in the battle.

Even though it had all been completely legal, I wanted this to be over.

I didn’t want my pack to blame me for their mates dying. While I couldn’t shift, I knew deep down that this was all my fault. I had the strength to stop this, and I should stop it. Ineededto stop it before it got worse.

So I slid out of bed as quietly as I could, careful not to wake Caelan.

He would hate me for sneaking out, but I needed to leave. By myself.

After tugging on some clothes, I walked to the door with my heart racing. I’d have maybe an hour tops to make it as far into the forest as I could if I left right now. I could easily sneak past the guards; I knew their routine.

Floorboards creaked underneath my feet, but I moved quickly. When I finally made it to the door, I took one last look back at Caelan’s sleeping figure on my bed, the way his muscles were relaxed, his soft lips, his unstrained brows.

Something deep inside me told me to stay, that this was dangerous, that he’d be pissed at me for leaving without warning him.

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