Forty-Three

He smiles, walks back over to where I am standing, and wraps his arms around me, pulling me in tight to him as he kisses me with uncontrolled dominance and passion. We don't seem to move, but the back of my legs hit the edge of the bed and I feel myself falling backward, but instead of hitting the bed; he guides me slowly onto the surface. Without breaking the dominant kiss, he moves us both further up onto the bed.

When the knock on the door comes again, Zachariah finally breaks his kiss as he growls low. I move my hand to his cheek and whisper,

"You have to go... And when you come back, we can finish this!! Zachariah!"

Zachariah keeps his eyes locked with mine. A little bit of fear mixed with excitement runs through me as his eyes flicker from grey to gold and back again. As they continue to flicker, the knock on the door comes again, only a little harder this time, accompanied by the same voice.

"Alpha Zachariah, Alpha Malik is waiting!!"

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