Neah He leans over me as I press my back into the wall. His eyes hover on mine and move down to my lips. He makes a quick move and presses his lips to mine and this time, I don’t flinch. Alpha Dane pulls back, “Do you trust me?” He asks in a gentle tone “Yes.” I whisper “We can go slow.” he whis
Dane She had gone back to her protective state. Barely talking and when she did, it was either ‘yes’, ‘no’ or that phrase that I hate, ‘I’m fine’. She had completely shut down and I can’t even figure out what it was that I had said. I had only told her the truth. Was the truth too much for her? In
“Have you told her?” He asks quietly as his boys run across the grounds, racing each other. “No.” “I take it she still isn’t talking to you, then?” “No.” He nods. “Remind me, why haven’t you told her? That dickhead is dead. She has no tie to anyone, she’s yours to claim.” “It’s complicated.” I
Neah Sitting up in bed, I look around the room in confusion. I was certain that I had been on my way to the shower. It takes me a second to realise that I only had my sweatshirt on and nothing on my legs. Looking around the room, I spot my joggers and underwear on the chair. I felt sick, had Alpha
Dane Raven had been right about the constant fear. Now I was paying more attention, I could hear it in Neah’s voice but her scent stays exactly the same. The strange scent she carried from our first encounter to now, the only difference was the lavender essence that accompanied her. I could see he
“You killed Kyle so that you can claim me?” Neah blurts out “Yes.” “I’m not….. I’m no one special. You are an Alpha. A powerful one and I’m not….” “You are an Alpha too.” ***** She didn’t say much after that. She just asked if she could be alone, to think. Which was just frustrating. It was not
Neah His hands grip my thin waist as his crimson eyes search mine. “Are you sure this is what you want?” I nod my head. “Neah, I need you to say yes or no.” I feel the lump building in my throat. My stomach was tying itself up in knots. Was this really what I wanted? “Will it hurt?” I whisper.
“This may hurt a little.” He whispers to me and pushes himself a little into me. Whimpering at the pain, he plants his lips on mine. “It will only hurt the first time.” He pushes himself in, a little at a time, allowing me time to adjust. When he is fully inside me, he rocks his hips a little, sli