The Alpha's Blood

hit. Sh

amount of time we had between the lectures without inhuman speed? I was very tempted to slip the ring off my finger and used my werewolf speed, but that would have been a cata

en a nightmare to get a spot into this one because the lecturer was some hot-shot self-made millionaire who had made a fortune and created three of the top ten m

eeded to study. I needed to get the skills to find a proper job and make decent money so Elijah and I could live a goo

ttery and as far as I heard, he didn't run any shady businesses that people only whispere

. I was

him to stay, when a wave of overwhelming scent hit me. It smelled of grass and trees and dandelions, of laughter an

e jump. A few people laughed while I looked around f

k in the room. Staring

essing my wolf, I was pretty sure I would have been flying into his arms, losing control of the insatiable longing and

him so perfectly, he looked like he had been born with it. His skin was tanned, his dark blonde hai

ce I

dn't be. Of all the people in

om him. He had felt the bond. I could see it in his eyes, but there was no recognition there. I ha

feel all of their eyes on me, his eyes on me, boring a hole into me. He sounded angry - no, not angry, but dis

one, his hands crossed in front of his chest, making the muscles of his arms bulge. I could almost

rrupt so I'll..." I tried

He was struggling, probably to fight the mate bond, and that's when I realized it. He thought I was human. If he knew I was a werewolf, he would have

until I sunk into my seat, taking out my notebook to pretend like I was ready to take notes. It was going to be hard to focus even without the mate bond and h

ld keep me from striding toward him

from the short, scrawny boy I remembered hiding with, climbing trees with, l

aged to stay hidden from him for over six years. Fake names, fake social security numbers, fake addresses, f

ow th

ll his brother. But then... he never was close with his brother, even when they were children. I could still remember the disdain with which Michael talked about him, saying again and again he should have

efinitely suggested he'd try, then reject him. It shouldn't raise too much suspicion, and he'd have no choice but t

to hate it; he hated moving and he really loved his kindergarten friends. I m

reath, I slipped my stuff into my bag and rushed to follow them before it was too late. I was almost a

the late gir

I swallowed the lump in my throat, stepping away from the

ound of people growing fainter and fainter until it was just the two of us. I hugged my bag in front of my body, bracing myself. I wasn't sure what he might do ⁠

e my momentary lapse of judgment hadn't gone unnoticed. Still, I was impressed by his control. Smelling your mate getting turned on would

fake name, and he

ar

ah S

g eyes, those full, perfect lips I was ready to kill to kiss. I shook my head, cursing myself. Settli

t towels. Poopy diapers. Vomi

yself ca

not daring to meet his eyes. His eyes were the same as before ⁠- warm, shar

didn't tremble. His eyes were unnerving me, I wanted to get away. Maybe letting him try to woo me wasn't a good idea, since p

d held them. "That was unfortunate, but it wasn't your fault." I raised an eyebrow

nodding. I turned around and headed toward the door, trying not to lo

the door to leave. I could almost feel the smirk in his

lass anymore. I was going to submit the paperwork and drop the subject tomorrow, then stay far, far away where

ddamn bastard brother