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  “Michael, the Alpha? What does he have to do with anything? No one can stop the mating bond. It’s a code amongst shifters.” He tilted his head to the side, his eyes holding my own hostage.

  “Michael isn’t a normal Alpha. I’ve got to get to work.” I tried to pull away, but he held on firmly.

  He bent down and whispered in my ear. “Are you going to be at the ball tomorrow?”

  “Yes, everyone has to go, no matter what.”

  “I’ll find you there. I’ll also be waiting outside until you finish your shift.”

  “I don’t think that’s necessary.”

  “You're my mate. It’s my job to make sure you’re safe.” His gaze roamed the room. “This place doesn’t look that safe.”

  “I’ve been safe since I’ve worked here. Safer than I am at home.”

  I felt his body stiffen. “What do you mean?” he growled. His voice didn’t sound the same. I could tell it was the wolf pushing through. I knew that male wolves went feral when they felt anyone was threatening their mate, and that scared me. Yes, he was huge, but Michael and his people were crazy. They didn’t think rationally. They only thought about power.

  “Wolves can be dangerous, especially these ones,” I said. “Please just be careful.”

  “Do you know who I am?”

  “My mate.”

  “No, I mean do you know who I am?” he asked again.

  I shook my head.

  “My name is Axel Foresight. I am the son of River Foresight. I can take care of Michael and his minions. I am second in command of the Black Valley Wolf Pack. We are the largest and most powerful pack in North America. Michael—or anyone else—isn’t a match for me.”

  I listened to his words. Letting them wash over me. Everyone knew who the Black Valley Wolf Pack was. River was the most powerful Alpha to have ever lived. I also know the son of such a man would never let his mate out of his sight.

  “Please be careful.”

  He nodded and then kissed me quickly on the lips. “Before I leave, what’s your name, beautiful?”

  “Daniella,” I whispered.

  “A beautiful name, for a beautiful girl.”

  Chapter 4

  Axel

  “Where the fuck have you been all night?” Garett asked as I tried to stumble into our hotel room.

  “I had to make sure Daniella got home. Then I had to talk to my dad.”

  “What the fuck did you need to call River for?”

  “We’ve got a problem.” I tossed my phone on the double bed and flopped down on it. I had never felt so exhausted in my entire life.

  “You gonna tell me what the problem is, or am I supposed to guess?”

  “She lives with Michael.”

  “Your mate. That little blonde thing, she lives with Michael?”

  “Yes,” I said with a nod. “That’s just my fucking luck. I mate, and it may start a fucking war.”

  ‘You can challenge him,” Garett suggested. He walked up to the minibar and cracked open a can of Coke. I winced as I watched him chug it back in one gulp as if it were water.

  “You know these people don’t follow the rules.”

  “Why is that? Why the fuck does every other pack in North America follow the rules but not these fuckers?”

  “I think it was a deal that was made with Michael. They were restricted to this area and were not allowed to leave, except two representatives to the conference every year. They should have been put down. They’re all fuckin’ diseased.”

  “Can’t you just claim the girl and take her back to Black Valley?”

  “Normally yes, but the deal was that we couldn’t take any of their people,” I growled, desperate to control my wolf so he wouldn’t run back to Daniella’s house.

  “So what, she’s his property? How the fuck are you staying so calm?” Garett asked.

  “Rupert.”

  “What about him?”

  “I asked Rupert to watch her. He drove down during the night, he and Noah.”

  “Jesus, Ax. You know what will happen if they find out they’re here,” Garett said, running his hands down his face.

  “She’s my mate. I can’t just have her there in that house with Michael. He’s a violent, homicidal fucker. There was no way I was going to leave her. It’s fuckin’ killing me that I’m not with her now. I’ve been walking around with a fucking hard-on from the second I saw her. Like she’s mine. I want to claim her, but the situation is a little fucked up. Besides, they won’t be found out. You know they’re good at their jobs.”

  “Fuck, Ax,” Garett said, shaking his head.

  “You know you’d have done the same thing. It’s my mate, Garett.”

  “Yes, buddy. I know. So what’s the plan?”

  “The pack is coming.”

  “All of them?”

  “Enough to make Michael cower.”

  “When?”

  “Tonight. I’m going to claim her at the ball. He’s not going to be able to do anything to her with all those wolves watching him. He’s already on thin ice. The plan is to challenge him publicly. Me and him.”

  “Jesus, you want to be the alpha of this place.”

  “No, but I’m going to have to be. There is no way I’m walking away from what’s mine.”

  “You can count on me, brother.”

  “Thanks, Garett. I’m going to need you to watch my back before the pack gets here.”

  “You look like shit. Maybe you should get a few hours of sleep.”

  "I'm not sure I can," I said, feeling the adrenaline rushing in my veins. "I want to be with her. She's all I can think about." I lay down on the bed, desperate for sleep to wash over me, but all I could focus on was my rock-hard cock and the idea of Daniella being alone in that house with those people, without me. "I'm gonna go back," I said, getting up quickly and walking towards the door.

  Garett grabbed my arm, pulling me back. "Ax, you can't do that, man. You can't just go there. It will fuck up your whole plan. You know she has protection. You sent Rupert."

  Hearing Rupert's name brought a little sense back to me. He was a scary motherfucker, and he was loyal to the pack. He would risk everything to make sure the pack members were protected, and being my mate meant Daniella was automatically a member as well.

  The second we got to the large ballroom, I kept scanning the room, desperate to find Daniella. I needed her near me, in the same room. I needed to know she was safe. I pulled out my phone. Just as I was about to text Rupert, my phone flashed.

  She's on her way. The pack is there now. We've got you.

  "Everything okay?" Garett asked, clapping me on the back.

  "Yeah, the pack is here. She should be here soon."

  "Maybe once she gets here, you can calm down."

  "I'm calm," I said, feeling irritated and on edge.

  "If you say so," Garett said, taking a sip of his champagne.

  "Don't drink too much."

  "I can hold my liquor, thank you very much."

  When I turned from Garett to the entrance, that's when I saw her. Daniella looked like a vision. Her hair was pinned up with some loose curls falling to her slender shoulders; she was wearing a fluffy blue gown that swirled around her feet as she walked. She looked like one of those characters in a princess cartoon but fucking hotter. I had to adjust my pants to relieve the pressure on my raging-hard cock. I didn't even pay attention to the rest of what Garett was saying, and I didn't care. At that moment, all I wanted, all I needed was her. I didn't even care that Michael was standing beside her, but just as I was about to reach her, I felt a hand grab me and pull me back.

  "What the fuck are you doing?" Garett's voice grated into my ear. "You can't just go up there. Be fuckin' smart, man."

  The fog cleared my mind as I looked at him. "She's mine," I growled.

  "No one is anyone's if you both end up fuckin' dead." Garett let out a sigh, letting me know his frustration. I knew he’d done the right thing, holding me back, even
though I wanted to rip his head off for it. "The pack is outside; let's try to limit the bloodshed, okay?"

  I nodded, but I wanted to charge straight ahead. I wanted to take the head of anyone who even dared to come between me and what was mine. She was mine. Fated to always be mine. I knew some mates went their entire lives never finding their one. That was why when we did manage to find them, we went so feral. The need to make sure they were protected at all costs fuelled us, especially the men.

  My gaze zeroed in on Daniella as I watched her meld into the crowd. Just as I was about to grab her, to hell with the consequences, she caught my eye, gesturing for me to follow her. I moved my way through the crowd, trying to be as invisible as possible until we were both alone in a corridor. I watched as she entered a door. I waited a few minutes and then followed her inside.

  "You okay?" I asked as I turned the lock on the door, not wanting anyone to interrupt us.

  She glanced at me; the look in her bright-blue eyes was like a jolt to my cock.

  "Yes," she said, nodding, "I'm fine. He doesn't hit me or anything. It's usually just humiliation and acts of servitude. I'm a maid for them and a source of entertainment."

  "I'm going to kill him," I growled, closing the distance between us and caging her against the wall.

  "You can't," she begged.

  "Why the fuck can't I?" I asked, stepping back so that I could see her pretty face.

  "I can't risk something happening to you," she whispered, casting her gaze away from me.

  "Don't do that." I pulled her face back so that my eyes were locked with hers. "Don't look away from me. Ever. You're mine, and I'm yours. There is nothing you can't say to me. You're my world, Daniella. My entire fuckin' world.” I bent down and crushed my lips to hers, moving my hands down her body, along her pretty blue dress. What I wanted to do was to rip the thing off her, exposing her creamy flesh to my hungry eyes. "I need you," I said, pressing up against her. I needed her to feel how much I wanted her. "I can't wait."

  "I don't want you to wait," she whispered. "I want you too."

  Those words were all I needed. I pulled down her dress strap, kissing from her lips to her shoulders. My hands climbed up her back, and I pulled the zipper of her dress before pushing the material down. I stepped back to look at her standing there in a bra and panties, a pool of blue now puddled at her feet.

  "C-Can you take off your clothes?" she asked, her voice low, like she was too shy to ask for what she wanted.

  I unzipped my pants like a madman. Then my jacket and, finally, my shirt. Her eyes widened when I pulled down my boxers. I couldn't help but chuckle. "You like what you see, beautiful?"

  I could see her swallow before she said, "Yes," nodding her head in agreement.

  "You know," I said, walking back towards her and grabbing the sides of her panties. "I couldn't tear that pretty blue dress—" I ripped both sides of her panties with my bare hands "—but I can sure the fuck tear off these pretty pink panties." Once the panties were off, I bent down until I was face-to-face with her pretty pink pussy. I lifted one of her legs and then the other, throwing them up to my shoulder. "You smell so good." I inhaled. "Good enough to eat."

  She shivered under my hands as she let out a sigh.

  "Who do you belong to?" I asked, bringing my nose to the edge of her clit.

  "You," she whispered so softly that I could barely hear her.

  "Louder," I demanded.

  "You," she said.

  I dragged one fingertip down the curve of her legs, following the soft line and watching as goose bumps followed in my wake. “So turned on.” I hummed into her sensitive core, inching closer to her lips. A low growl ripped from my chest before my hands were gripping into her soft flesh and my tongue was tracing the moist seam of her pink lips. I gently licked her most sensitive center. I wanted her juices to coat my face, and I wanted to be drunk on her scent. I pushed her pussy lips open and gazed at the pink flesh before me. My cock throbbing with desire—fuck, her pussy was so damn hot. I pushed my face into the scorching cunt, smelling her thoroughly. So sweet and ready for me.

  I sucked her sexy clit into my mouth and nibbled gently. She yelped with pleasure, and my dick bounced with lust. I licked her pussy, diving my tongue inside her sweet hole, fucking her with my tongue, anticipating the feel of her warmth once my cock was sheathed deep inside her.

  I rubbed her clit in slow, gentle circles while her come coated my tongue. Alternating with her pussy, I went back to her clit, nipping gently, making sure she felt the pleasure of my teeth.

  Her body convulsed, and her ass rose suddenly as she groaned and shoved a hand into my hair. Her hands fisted, and she tugged, forcing my face deep in her cunt. I was almost suffocating, and at that moment, if I died, I would have had no regrets. Her legs were the pearly gates, and her juicy pussy was my ticket to heaven.

  I slid a finger past the entrance of her tight cunt, groaning with primal restraint as her hot body sucked me in. Her hips pushed against my face as I cupped her ass in one hand, grinding my mouth against her cunt. I lived for the sounds she made as her orgasm burned deeper and gained momentum.

  My lips attached to her clit, pulling and sucking.

  “Oh my God!”

  “come, Daniella. come all over my face.” I nipped and pulled in violent strokes at her clit, losing my mind at the taste of her on my tongue.

  “Axel,” she pleaded, and I sucked harder, living for the feel of her legs shaking. Her chest heaving. Her come crashing in waves over my lips as she shattered in my hands.

  Daniella in the throes of an orgasm was like a symphony to my ears. If I could, I’d wake up to that sound every morning and put her to bed at night, hearing her call my name.

  “That’s the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen,” I said, holding her to me as I gently brought her legs to the ground and moved up her naked body, running my hands up her torso, circling her neck, and pulling her to me in a fierce clash of tongues. I needed her. Now. “I need to fuck you, baby.”

  Chapter 5

  Daniella

  Axel lifted me, moving me as if I weighed nothing to the desk in the corner. Once we got there, he winced before putting me down. He walked away to pick up his suit jacket on the ground before placing it on the desk.

  "Just in case." He winked at me. "I can't have the most precious thing in the world on something like that. I wish I could be fucking you in my bed, but desperate times…”

  "I don't care. I need you," I panted.

  He pulled me to him, taking my lips in a kiss before he placed me on the table.

  “Will you do something for me, Daniella?" he asked.

  "Anything," I gasped into his ears as I clung to him.

  He spread my legs wide so that he had a clear view. I should have felt exposed, but being here like this, with him, for him, was empowering.

  A growl burned past his throat. "Fucking stunning."

  I could feel myself growing more aroused with his stare. "You're desperate for another release, aren't you, baby?"

  A soft moan was my only reply.

  "Spread your pussy lips for me," he demanded.

  My hands slowly crept to my centre, and I did what he asked.

  "So fuckin' sexy. So fuckin' beautiful."

  He walked towards me slowly, his gaze alternating between my face and my core. If it were possible for someone to orgasm from a look, it would have been me at that moment. I took in his large form and the massive erection housed between his legs.

  I groaned quietly, closing my eyes as I sucked in lungfuls of air. He was so huge that my mind started to wander. Would it hurt? Would he fit? Was he going to tear me apart? However, all those questions didn't matter because I just wanted to be connected with him, feel the energy that pulsed between us, and finally be joined with my mate.

  I found myself saying the words before I could stop myself. "Is this going to hurt?"

  Axel leaned towards me, the heated rod of his cock pressing on my cen
tre, nearly sending me into another atmosphere altogether.

  "I want you to know, Daniella," he mumbled as his fingers slid gently across my face like a soft caress. "I'd rather die than ever hurt you. I will do whatever I can to make you comfortable. Your pleasure is more important to me than my own. I'll always give you whatever you want." His teeth tugged at my earlobe then, his breath shooting zaps of lightning across my neck.

  "You're mine. Mine to love, Mine to protect, Mine to fuck…"

  His hands were on my breasts now, kneading and caressing the heavy flesh with the rasping pads of his fingers.

  "I want all of you. That's what makes me comfortable," I sighed, my pussy leaking all my desire for him, my skin feeling like it'd been pricked with a thousand needles and only he could bring relief.

  He groaned, and I felt the sensual vibration straight through to my core. "I want you to know that I don't take this lightly. You mean the world to me. Keeping you safe is the only thing I think about. I'm yours, Daniella, and I'll prove to you every single day why you're mine."

  He pinched at the aching bud of my nipple as the head of his cock pushed at the wet entrance of my body.

  "You feel like heaven, baby." He paused, pushing away the strands of my hair and sucking at my neck. "You ready for me?"

  "I'm ready. Yes, I'm ready, please. I've been waiting for you. I didn't know who you were. I didn't know your name or when I'd meet you, but I've been waiting for you." The words tumbled out in a fit of passion.

  "You have no idea what it does to me to hear you say those words." His palms spread across my body, consuming and owning every inch of my skin as he went. "Look how hard I am for you, baby. This cock craved you, only you. I might die if I go another minute without you." He lined his cock with my entrance and pushed himself past my barrier. He eased himself farther in, the sheer width of him burning at my muscles. I sucked in even breaths through my nose as his lips trailed on my skin, across my shoulders, and up my wrists, and he kissed me as he fucked me, claiming my body and stealing my heart right along with it.