Page 106 of The Alpha's Stealthy Daughter and Her Commander
Hendrix:All is well in New York. Melanie has been her busy little self. The girl is going to run herself into the ground one of these days.
Me:That’s confirmed? You have eyes on her?
Hendrix:As much as eyes can be on her, yes. She’s a moving blur of motion that I hate trying to pin down. She gives me a complex about my skills.
Cassie shrugged off the report as if she could care less now. What the hell? She was really concerned about it until five minutes ago. Now she didn’t care at all? Alexander popped in and snarfed down about fifteen cookies. He was excited from the fight.
Wasn’t he still curious why Oden was agitated? Shouldn’t he care about that? Alexander linked, “Calm down man.” Ok, what was WRONG with the two of them? I linked, “You just said the words Calm down. YOU. I’m going to need that to sink in for you.” He shrugged.
Preston linked, “It’s weird.” I agreed, “It is, very weird.” I wanted to know how Alexander knew where the snipers hide was. Was it because one of the snipers was his mate? Was Melanie being shimmered in and out of New York by Valentina or Virgil? A cookie was practically shoved in my mouth. Sure, because a cookie was going to calm me down. I’d eat it and then get answers afterwards.
They were really good. I ate a few more then thought about it. It was a good thing Alexander had whatever weird thing he did going on with the hides. He found them. We didn’t spend hours looking. Who cared how he found them? Not me.
Preston linked, “You too?” I said, “Have a cookie, little man.” He grumbled, “I’m not little.” He stalked away. My mind wandered about Ashley as the sniper. Maybe she didn’t go out with Alexanderbecause she knew he’d picked up on her pattern.
Hell, maybe it was Alexander’s pattern. Ashley seemed to have practically crawled inside Alexander's brain with his training videos. My thoughts turned away from her and back to my mate. My lust began to spike, and I knew I needed a hunt. No, what I needed was to hunt My Duchess and fuck her into oblivion.
Cassie and Alexander talked while the need to claim Cassie was almost ringing in my ears. Cassie popped us back to our house. She wanted to talk, but the mood had shifted so far past talking it was ridiculous. I told her to run.
I chased her all over our realm. I’d known where she was, but I wanted the chase. She eventually started making it harder, but I knew My Duchess. I was getting more excited the more she evaded me. I was close to her, but she’d mischievously get away at the last second.
Eventually I caught up to her. She’d changed and I wanted to worship this outfit, so I did. I had her follow my commands. I watched her struggle, but she did. We had sex all over the house. I declared her as mine. She declared I was her husband. DAMN RIGHT I was. Only me. She was only mine. EVER!
I could satisfy her like no one could. MINE! My naughty Duchess popped away from me at one point. It might not have been my best call ever to fuck her on the stairs. I had rug burns on my knees and there was no way she didn’t have them on her back, but god if it wasn’t hot as hell. Everything with Cassie was that way.
I even proved it by satisfying her so well she released magic. We lost track of time in each other, and I knew the realm was enjoying it. My connections definitely were, and I couldn’t bring myself to care about anything but Cassie.
When we fell asleep, I saw Micah had set up a time to meet Ashley at the diner the next day. Good. I had questions and I didn’t miss it because our time passed differently than theirs. I woke up to Cassie touching my face.
Damn if her smile and calling me her Commander didn’t have me sliding right back inside her. Did this ever stop? This constant ache to be with her? God, I hoped it didn’t. When we finished, it was time to talk.
I made a plan that she pouted about which did things to me. My dick bounced and I trapped her between my body and the wall. I stared at my mark on her neck. I’d say that’s why I had no control anymore, but it was from the second I saw her. It was just all gone. I slid back into her, unable to resist.
When we finished, she showered while I fixed breakfast. I walked away muttering, “My woman needs to stop teasing me so damn much. My dick is going to explode around her, and she enjoys my dick.” When it came to her, my control was a thin little strand she seemed determined to snap. I busied myselfmaking us eggs, bacon, and pancakes. I heard the shower, and my first thought was Cassie was naked in the shower. I was hard again. DAMN IT!
I quickly put the eggs onto plates for us. When Cassie came out, I knew she was taunting me. There was no other explanation. Her ass was begging me to bite it, I just knew it. I fled the kitchen before I did. I quickly showered and stepped back out.
We ate and talked through everything. We both had apologies to make and did. I really wanted us to be more communicative. I didn’t want us to start shutting little doors between ourselves, only to wake up one day and realize we knew nothing about each other.
There would never be a day I wouldn’t fight for us. I was worried about her, and I didn’t handle it well. At all. I panicked and that’s something I can do. I need to be rational, calm, and focused. I can’t do that with her though. So, I needed to know where she was. Or if she went out on a mission.
That led to my feelings about men who wanted my mate. People want what is mine, but people CANNOT have it. Jason McAlister cannot have her. Cassie rolled her eyes, and I felt her amusement. She was wrong to a degree.
Jason loved her curves. He just respected the mate bond because of the way he was raised. He wasn’t going to make a move on Cassie, but he sure as hell appreciated the view he got when she was around. He just needed to meet his mate and all would be well.
I picked her up, needing to be touching her. This subject was making me want to run back to the bedroom. She belonged fighting by my side as I belonged fighting by hers. I’d missed two fights with her in one goddamn day, and that was unacceptable.
I’d move literal mountains to make sure that never happened again. She pointed out I’d gotten there. I’d only gotten to the first one because Ashley, it was Ashley, called me. Uncle Bjourn would have reached them first. So would Alexander, because he just popped to her.
We talked about the charm she had and her going out again. She seemed to think I was kidding about her having burners with my number first. I definitely was not. My phone beeped. It was Uncle Bjourn.
Uncle Bjourn:There were no prints on the gun besides mine and Cassie’s.
Me:Naturally.
I wanted to scream. Couldn't I go into a meeting with Ashley with just one tiny little thing? Just one. All I could throw at her was conjecture and theories. Cassie and I both felt that Ashley was key. I knew it was right there. The answer was right in front of me. Something about it always escaped me. I just could not for the life of me figure out Ashley’s damn problem with Peter Kyle.
We discussed it and Cassie had some good ideas we could look into. At this point, I didn’t buy for a second the people we’d found on her birth certificate were her parents. After my dad’s comments about his research and how hard an Omega blood would have to fight to submit to an Alpha, it didn’t seem possible.
