31. As if He Was...Jealous

My eyes widened as Alpha King Maxxwell kissed me savagely as if he was punishing me using his kisses. He bit my lips nearly drawing blood but the more he made it rough, the more it brought pleasure to my body.

What. The. Fuck. Was. Happening. Here? The alpha king was kissing me even if I was not his sex slave. And a certain part of me was screaming to answer back to his kisses! Just like what happened at my pack during the Mating Ceremony.

No, no. I must never give in to the temptation or he would think the rumors about Elijah and I would become true.

So I just stood there, forcing myself not to return his kisses as his scent nearly knocked me over. I wanted to sniff him and do other dangerous and sinful thoughts which I never thought I would be doing when I was still in my pack. And these thoughts were scary as hell as if those were not mine.

Only the alpha king was able to release all these confusing emotions. And the conflicting part of all is we were not mates. Right?

"You li