Page 61 of Wolf's Claimed Mate
Part of me actually felt worried, but I steeled myself. I wasn’t there to fight. Not that day. I didn’t have backup, and I wouldn’t let any harm come to Sasha.
Their voices crackled in and out. The meeting was… Surprisingly boring. Sasha flinched every time Jackson spoke. Her fists clenched on her leg, and I placed my hand over them, trying to ease her.
She pulled away. “Don’t need you to do that.” Her voice was clipped.
“Will you ever let me support you?”
“We’ll see.”
But then her name was mentioned, and she reached out to grip my hand then.
“Rumor has it she’s dating one of Fenrys’s bastards. The beta.”
A snarl built in my throat.The beta. I was damn well more than that. They said it with such scorn, wounding my pride.
“Don’t listen to them,” Sasha said hurriedly. “I know you need more control and power, more protection for others because of being belittled, but you’remorethan a beta.”
“You didn’t think so once upon a time,” I muttered.
“Hey,” she said sharply. “I didn’t hold your comments against you. Do not hold mine against me. We both tried to get reactions out of each other.”
She was right, and I wilted, ashamed for a minute.
She sighed. “At least the rumors have taken well.”
“If we take Sasha back, then we’ll get ourselves into another situation like last time with the leader and his mate.”
“Sasha’s just a leopard. They’re not mated.”
I stilled, hating the twist in my stomach.
Sasha’s hands trembled, a snarl coming from her as she listened.
“We take her back and see who comes after. A wolf will protect their own pack, not an outsider shifter.”
Hadn’t that been a worry she’d expressed to me? That we would abandon her in favor of loyalty to ourselves?
I kissed her knuckles. “Don’t listen to them,” I whispered.
“Kiss me,” she hissed. “Kiss me and make me forget about all of that. I need a distraction from—from hearing Jackson’s voice. My anger is going to make me do something that will jeopardize our eavesdropping, and I can’t risk that. But I sacrificedeverythingfor that man in there,everything. My family wants nothing to do with me, my pride is overwhelming, I’m isolated, and I got so damn co-dependent on them all, Conall. I can’t—I can’t, I—”
I kissed her with every inch of built-up fury I couldn’t let be unleashed.
I pulled her over to me. This time, she let me unbuckle her seatbelt to drag her across the center console. It wasn’t the place to do this, but the plea in her voice had me weak.
Chapter 25 - Sasha
I fell into Conall’s kiss, letting it take away that burning fury in my head that threatened to drag me under. All I could hear was Jackson’s voice.
Sasha. Sasha. Sasha. Just a leopard.
I snarled into Conall’s mouth, my fingers curled into claws, digging into his hair, his neck, anywhere I could find, never settling my hands anywhere on him for long. I was a ball of energy, pent-up, and he was someone with whom I could take that rage and make it into passion. He growled a responding sound into my mouth, my tongue fighting him for dominance.
Jackson’s voice still droned on, and I had no doubt Conall was listening out, but I dropped my hand to his crotch, palming his length, waiting for it to harden beneath my hand. I needed to dosomething. His own hand followed suit, cupping me through the gym leggings I’d pulled on that morning.
I rolled my hips against his hand. Conall didn’t even break away to shove his seat back. I clambered onto his lap, my groin flush against his. His hands went to my hips as he glided me back and forth over his lap. I moaned passionately into his mouth, our kisses full of teeth and biting and blood sliding between our tongues from bitten lips.
The friction of his erection against my pussy was heaven, and I chased that feeling. With every glide, Jackson’s voice faded further, letting me give into my lust haze.
