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His command sends me hurtling over the edge into mind-numbing bliss. The walls of my pussy clench around him, milking his release as his thrusts turn erratic. With a guttural moan, he spills himself deep inside me.
Sated, I cling to him as we both try to regain our faculties. Blaze holds me like I’m something precious, showering me with gentle kisses as he carries me to the bed.
He lays me down and curls himself around me protectively, our sweat-slicked skin cooling in the afterglow. I burrow intohis warmth, savoring this blissful cocoon we’ve created, just him and me.
Perhaps this crazy, impulsive leap into the unknown is leading me exactly where I’m meant to be.
With a contented sigh, I drift off to sleep.
Everything will be all right. All those doubts between us are diminishing more and more every day. There’s no point fighting the mate bond. In the end, it will always get you.
CHAPTER 12
BLAZE
For all my complaining about the reduced guest list, Madison had done an excellent job with the task of putting the ceremony together. I note that she went out of her way to make it as different as possible from the ceremony a month ago that had ended so disastrously. Even with the different coloring and fewer people, I have to admit that the décor and atmosphere are plenty festive. If the last attack is bothering anyone, it seems to be only me.
“You did a great job on everything,” I tell Madison appreciatively.
“I know.” She grins wickedly, and I can’t help but return her playful smile as she moves in closer to me. “You see? A smaller celebration isn’t worse, is it?”
“I never said it was!”
I start to guide her away from the party, wanting some alone time with her before the ceremony, but Virginia and Lynelle approach us.
“Everything is lovely, Maddi. You did an excellent job.” Her mother nods approvingly.
Madison arches an eyebrow mischievously. “Yeah? You don’t think it’s too small?”
I stifle a groan. “No one ever said it was too small.”
“Too small!” Virginia scoffs. “Leave it to the ostentatious Alpha to say something like that.”
My shoulders square up evenly. “For as long as matings have existed, we have done things this way. Don’t you make it a grand affair when your alpha chooses a mate?”
Virginia smiles. “Of course. We always do whatever the Alpha thinks is best.”
“Speaking of your Alpha,” I say, scanning the crowd, “where is Granger tonight? I expected him to be here.”
Virginia and Lynelle exchange a quick glance.
“We really thought he’d be here,” Lynelle offers weakly.
The evasive answer bothers me. It reminds me that I need to get in touch with Alpha Granger. It’s been increasingly difficult to reach out to him. After multiple messages, he had returned one call and promised to call back, but I have yet to hear back from him.
He didn’t even RSVP to our ceremony, but to be honest, I’m a little grateful he hasn’t shown up.
His Beta, Jessup, arrived earlier, explaining that Granger had “matters that needed attending.” His absence only creates more questions among my unsettled pack.
“Do you mind if I borrow my mate?” I eye Lynelle, expecting some resistance, but neither female argues as I steer Madison away.
“What is going on with Granger?” I ask, my eyes skillfully scanning the overflowing veranda.
The full moon isn’t as bright as it was the night of our original ceremony, but a white, glowing orb hangs brightly in the sky overhead.
The smile on Madison’s face freezes. “What?”
“Granger. I feel like he’s purposely avoiding our pack.”
