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The sound of the wind outside my window was soothing. It was pitch black outside so I had left my bedside lamp on. There was something so sinister about nighttime, the inability to see properly, the hushed, stealthy sounds in the darkness, the noticeable creaking and groanings of floorboards and ceilings, and a thousand other sounds that could be interpreted in many different ways. The dark was something I had always hated. It tended to rob me of my carefully honed reflexes. I did not like to be taken unawares, the warrior in me would never want that. It was always better to be prepared for any eventuality. That was my motto. But in the dark, darker things and people lurked. That was one of the reasons why I slept with the lights on all the time, always at the edge of consciousness, always prepared to defend myself and attack if need be. I turned in bed, pulling the covers down a bit. Sleep wouldn't just come yet. I put my hands behind my head, staring up at the ceiling. The pack ho
Never Submit to My Mate Chap 23
"What?" he asked, seeing my glare. He smiled. "Came to see me?" He gripped my knife tightly as if anticipating my decision to snatch it from him. I was pretty sure Dante knew exactly what I wanted but as usual, he wanted to make me voice it out or beg- which I would never do. "In your dreams, Dante." I shifted my gaze to the dagger in his hand. "Give me my dagger right now."I was annoyed at seeing my dagger in Dante's hands. Oddly, I felt very possessive of it. It was the only object I had that I truly valued. People usually thought that there was nothing I truly cared about. They were right- to an extent. The thing I cherished most was an inanimate object. Weird but true. I supposed it was because it brought back so many memories, reminding me of the time when Alpha Scott's father took me in and gave me an identity. I was careful to mask my expression. I did not want Dante to know how much sentimental value the dagger had. Ignoring me, Dante spun the dagger in his hands, so fast
Never Submit to My Mate Chap 24
I walked into his study, already knowing what this meeting was all about. I guess he did not want to give me a piece of his mind while Madison was present. I had been about to erupt when he abruptly said he wanted to see me- immediately. His tone had brooked no argument. I had wanted to give Madison a piece of my mind anyway, but there was really no need to waste my breath arguing with her. Besides, she was in one of those moods where anything I said was likely to go through one ear and out the other. She had looked thoroughly excited about the whole thing, oblivious to the barely restrained tension between Dante and I. Even Maddox had noticed it. He had not seemed to enjoy his food as much as usual. He had eaten in silence as his dark eyes studied my face. Now, looking at Dante seated on his desk chair I asked myself what he could possibly say now that could change my mind."What was that all about?" he finally asked me after trying to stare me down and failing. "I should be askin
Never Submit to My Mate Chap 25
There was a note of urgency in his voice that surprised me. I had heard Dante angry, irritated, mocking, and commanding but I had not heard anything quite like this before. There was a strain in his voice that had not been there this morning when we had our altercation. Madison had stopped eating. She fiddled with her spoon, looking at me curiously. She had been trying to draw my attention with repeated motions of her hands then she saw she had gotten my attention. "Who is it?" she mouthed. I did not reply. "Dante?" she mouthed again. I gave a curt nod. "Oh," She crinkled her brows. Deep in thought, she stared at the food in front of her. I was sure s
Never Submit to My Mate Chap 26
A hush hung over the pack house. It was as if a shadow had fallen over it. In the silence, there was a sort of expectancy- like everyone was waiting for something to happen. I sat in bed, my back ramrod straight. There was a queasy feeling in my stomach I recognized as anxiety. I had tried all night to remain calm. I had done all I could, going through my phone, and trying to sleep but nothing seemed to work. There was an annoying insistent tapping in the silence of the room. Frowning, I looked around and realized my foot was doing the tapping. I forced myself to stop. I was making everything worse by putting myself on edge. I hated to admit it but I was worried, worried about Dante and the outcome of his venture into the woods. A few minutes after leaving Dante's study, I had been in the living
Never Submit to My Mate Chap 27
Dante's POV The room dipped and swayed for a second as I stepped into the dining room. Maddox and I had heard voices here so we had come to check the place out. Madison and Alison were there. Madison looked scared to death. She really could not stand any intense physical or mental strain. Not Allison though. That one was really hard not to crack. I could imagine her never cracking under any form of pressure. As I stood there, I watched the shock register on Allison's face as she took in my injury. The expression on her face changed to one of concern and worry. I felt a smile curve my lips at that. I had never thought I would live to see the day Allison would look concerned for anyone- much less me. Right then, I would have gotten several such injuries over and over again just to see Allison's depth of feeling toward me. I
Never Submit to My Mate Chap 28
Allison's POV I stared at Dante in disbelief, not sure if I had heard him right. Tonight I want to sleep with you. That statement could be interpreted in a lot of ways. I sucked in a breath as images of lying in bed with Dante, holding him in my arms flooded my mind. A blush suffused my cheeks. The scoundrel looked at me in evident enjoyment of my reaction. He had said it on purpose. It was funny how Dante had the ability to throw me off trac
Never Submit to My Mate Chap 29
Dante's POV To tell the truth, I was surprised at Allison's reaction. I had woken up from a deep sleep to the sound of someone gasping for breath. My first thought had been of Allison. Perhaps the traitors from earlier had come into my room, somehow outsmarted the guards, and had come to finish the job of killing me. I had sprung out of bed, eyes darting around the dark room but there had been no one there- only Allison. With glazed eyes, she gasped for breath and struggled. It was then I knew she was in the grip of a nightmare. For a moment, I wondered if she was having a seizure. I had gripped her sweat-soaked shoulders and attempted to hold her down when she cut me with her dagger. I wondered if that was the reason she was always with the dagger- to defend herself at all times especially when she was asleep. Remem
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