I sigh. “We’re going home, Kennedy. You have caused enough trouble for the day.”
She stands her ground. “I’ll go home after my run is done.” She isn’t yelling or throwing an attitude, but her defiance is pissing me off.
“We’ve played this game before little lamb, and, if memory serves, you lost. You can walk of your own accord now or I can force you. What’s it going to be?”
She smiles and then laughs. She actually laughs at me, like what I said was the funniest thing in the world. Her eyes are bright and her cheeks are still tinted from her earlier exertion. She’s gorgeous. “You should know the answer to that by now, Alpha.” She coos. Of course now my d*ck wants to come out and play. When it wouldn’t work for willing partners all week. I know she notices.
For a minute I just stare at her. I have absolutely no idea what to do. She is infuriating. I have so many other things to be doing with my time. Chasing her down in the woods and fighting over her running half naked with a group of warriors who aren’t me is what I am stuck doing.
And I f*cking like it, I like that she fights back. I take a deep breath, I’m tired of her questioning everything that I have in place for her safety, but I love the push back. I love that she isn’t afraid to stand up to me. What the hell is wrong with me?
“F*ck it.” I walk forward and throw her over my shoulder. Her legs aren’t quite long enough to hide the hard on that has started with her defiance, but it is a helpful distraction to have her less than cooperative as I walk her back. This is quickly becoming our thing and with the amount of skin to skin contact we have, I’m surprised I can walk in a straight line. THe electric current under my skin is making my muscles weak. The sensation of her body on mine is making me drunk. I know she feels it too, the scent of her arousal is getting stronger the longer I hold her and it’s intoxicating. I have to fight it, I can’t have her. Not here, not? now, not ever.?.
Kennedy
I may not be able to do anything about the caveman behavior Ryker is throwing at me right now, or my traitorous body’s reaction to it, but that doesn’t stop me from trying. I keep pounding on his back and just yell nonsense trying to get him to put me down. It is also helping me pretend to not notice the absolutely toned, naked muscle flexing and moving under me. I notice there are no tan lines. I have half a mind to smack his ass and see what happens. Would it jiggle at all? I shake my head. I’m not doing a very good job ignoring him. I’m not su*cidal though and I can not guarantee he won’t throw me back into the woods and leave me there.
He hasn’t said a word to me the whole walk back, and it wasn’t a short walk. I may have a bruise on my hip from his shoulder digging in. I keep trying to pry my legs apart, he has them clamped together and that and the motion of his shoulder is giving my cl*t the rubdown of a lifetime. I may come just riding his shoulder like this. He didn’t even yell at me, but I can feel the tension rippling off of him. He’s waiting until he can look me in the eye to lay into me and not the way I want him to. He slams through the front door, but instead of throwing me down here or heading back to his office, he turns towards the main steps and starts? up.
“Where are you taking me, asshole?” I kick as I pound on his back this time. Big mistake, my thighs just rub my cl*t more.
He just grunts in response and keeps on moving. We are in our hallway now. Is he going to lock me in my room? He doesn’t think that will keep me, does he? What does he think I have been doing the last three weeks, sitting around with my thumb up my ass? I have found as many unwatched entrances and exits to the pack house as I can. I won’t be trapped here even if I can’t leave the pack lands. I’m not dumb enough to think I would make it out of the pack. But, I should be free to walk around the city at the very least.
I am so lost in thought I don’t notice we’ve gone into a room until I am launched onto a bed. Somehow he twisted me so I face plant into a soft mattress and the wind is knocked out of me as I bounce. I take a deep inhale… this is not my bed…It’s Ryker’s. My core clenches as I am engulfed in Rosemary, mint and something inherently male. I take another deep breath in and then stop myself. I cannot like his scent. Scrabbling to get up, I get caught in the comforter and tumble into a pile on the floor. When I finally get my head out I look up into his furious face from my cloth trap.
“Do you have any idea what kind of danger you were in?” He whispers, skin rippling. His wolf is just as agitated.
“Not any more than any other day in a werewolf pack, I assume. Or on a drive from one pack to another with a notorious alpha.” I keep my eyes focused on my task of getting free. I need to get out of this blanket, the scent is doing things to my senses and turning off my anger. And I really, really need to be angry at him. It’s the only way I am going to win this. I also look less than intimidating piled on the floor like a child.
“You cannot be this irresponsible. Dark Moon is always under threat. There is always someone who wants to harm us and you are our weakest link right now. How do you not understand that?” He’s pacing in front of me. My eyes shoot up at that. He can’t even look at me right now.
“I have not been irresponsible. How dare you?” I stand up to my full height, which against a werewolf isn’t that impressive, but it makes me feel better. “I stay with warriors at all times, I only leave when they have checked with you twice and only to train, see the pups or run. Which, for the record, I ran outside for the first time today since arriving. Every move I make is approved by you. I’m surprised I don’t have to get permission to go to the bathroom. I think I should win a prize for being so patient and compliant. I only go where they let me.”
“After today that is going to change.” He growls, stepping closer. I can feel the heat his massive body is generating and I shiver. No! I can’t notice stuff like that.
“Prison can’t get much worse. What the hell else can you take away from me?” I cross my arms really curious what our next fight is going to be about. His eyes rake up and down my body.
“You are not permitted to leave the packhouse, at all. Not until we have this threat under control.”
“What threat?! You keep saying ‘threat’ like it should mean something and then don’t explain. And stop calling me weak.” I had to hold in the urge to stomp my foot at him. “I am a warrior…”
“You are a human who was taught to fight in a small pack. Not the same thing. You are restricted to the packhouse until I say otherwise.”
“No! Absolutely not! I want to go to training and I need to see the pups. They are the only bright spot in this whole sh*tshow.”
“NO!” He roars and for the first time I flinch back. His nostrils flare and he takes a slow breath. “You are not leaving! You were targeted for a second time and lucky Bennet was there to intercept.”
“THAT’S HIS JOB! It’s all their jobs, what they are trained to do. We don’t know if I was the target, they went for him, not me, the only female in the group. I should have been the natural first choice. No matter my rank. And as your mate I will never NOT be a target. So until you reject me and send me packing, that is something you are going to have to wrap your head around.” He flinches slightly at that. Good, I finally found something to shock him.
“There is no reason to put my warriors and pack members in danger because you can’t entertain yourself properly. You stay in the packhouse. Everything you could possibly need is here. Your room, a kitchen that is fully staffed and stocked, a place to study and train and Omegas to help you with everything you could possibly ask for. Stay away from my warriors. Flirting to get your way won’t work anymore. You. Stay. Here.”
“F*ck You! I am a pack member for as long as you plan on keeping me here, not a prisoner. I will not be treated like one. I never intentionally put anyone in danger any more than you do. I have followed all your stupid rules and I will continue to keep doing what I have been. It’s not like you’re ever around to stop me. And if you want me to stay away from warriors, you need to stay away from pack sl*ts. You f*cking reek. Great example Alpha.” I turn and storm out of his room letting the door bang off the wall. I head straight for mine and close the door.
Once I am alone I take a deep breath and move toward my bathroom. I am fighting angry tears at his accusations and the realization that even though we’re mates, my suspicions of him cheating are right. I?could just tell, and then to smell perfumes on him, I need to get the smell of the forest and him off of me. I make it to just outside my shower when I am spun around and my back is pushed up against the glass enclosure.
“You think you can get away from me that easy, little lamb?” Ryker has his face in the crook of my neck, his hot breath leaving moisture on my skin. Not touching but ghosting his nose along my shoulder and I get the chills all over my body, not able to fight the shiver that wracks through me. His voice is different, deeper, more raw with a metallic sound like he hasn’t used it in a while. When he pulls back I can see why.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.