Bewitching the Alpha

against hers, possessive, hungry, demanding. His arms, like iron bands, pulled her flush against his hard, muscled body, eliminating any s

g sensation, a molten river that flowed from Waldemar's lips directly into her core. Her body, a traitorous vessel, responded with shocking

fabric of his shirt. Instead of pushing, she found herself clinging, drawn to the heat emanating from him, to the elect

s breath hot and ragged against her lips. His golden eyes, pup

murmured, his voice husky

e ending alive and screaming. Shame, hot and bitter,

ut, trying to push away the visceral memory of her resp

darkly, a cynical edge to his

, shaking her head, the d

r foreheads nearly touched, his eyes burning in

d under!" she snapped, the

rough her. "You say that. But your lips were soft

ce tight, a desperate plea f

s lips grazing the shell of her ear, sending shiv

d, a desperate,

re his body had pressed against hers. But he didn't move away entirely. He kept her pin

m into her voice, but it came out as a breathle

r, lingering on the rapid pulse at the base of her neck. "We have

tle shift in his demeanor. "You're fighting the Moonbind.

space. Selene immediately scrambled backwards, pulling the silk comforter up to her chin, creating a flimsy barrier between them.

she tried to regain some composure, to find stable ground i

almost clinical. "It's an ancient magic, rarely trigg

flash of her old fire returning. "I'm not

tudent. You're the Alpha's mate." His voice was flat, matter-of-f

of panic. "You say this like it'

aze intense. "I expect y

icker of genuine shock

could be," he said, his voice dropping to a lo

nt to under

finished simply, the thr

ll there, a constant hum beneath her skin, intensifying with every breath she took, a relentless craving that pulsed with its own life. Her magic, u

ds lacked conviction, hollow and frail aga

of what I say." He extended his hand, not touching her, but ho

ine with his. A warmth spread from her chest, down through her limbs, a restless energy that promised release if onl

is outstretched hand. "This is a curs

eductive, the words wrapping around her like a silken trap.

burn than be

, calm and unwavering. "But know this-I burn too. You're not the only one s

a bitter taste in

, possessive warmth entering his gaze.

was in agony, yet he found pleasure in her defiance, in their shar

his formidable chest, a picture of untamed power. "Or you could call it fate. Either way, you a

ce low and fierce, a desperate assertion of he

connection woven into the very fabric of our beings. You'll only exhaust yourself. And suffer needlessly." He watched her, a p

reep up her neck, her cheeks burning. The memory of his kiss, the raw, exquisite feeling of her body's desperate r

conversation away from the unsettling intimacy of the Moonbind, to find

. It will be... a period of adjustment. For all of us." His gaze flickered to her wrists, still red from the manacles, a stark reminder

he added, a st

't?" she challen

ing testament to his ruthlessness. "I'd kill for you. For the bond." He p

r washing over her. The casual brut

"is the kind of madnes

, pulling back the heavy velvet curtains. The sun, a pale disc, was just beginning to rise over Noct

will be housed here, in my personal chambers. Guarded, of course." He turned, his gaze meeting hers, a warning in his gol

e, but a cage nonetheless. And the threat against anyone who helped h

lutching the comforter tighter, a la

the bed, reaching out, his large hand wrapping around her ankle, his touch sending a jolt through her. His fingers were warm, firm, and possessive, a silen

fear warping together on he

musement in his eyes. "Possib

to h

mate," he returned, his

u will come to me. You will beg me to ease the burning. And I will. But you will have

manded, jerking her leg, b

a slow, sensual circle on her ankle, sending shivers

kill

y." A challenging gl

tch. It's only a matter of time." He paused, his thumb rubbing a slow, sensual circle on he

he door. "Rest. We begin your re-education on the Moonbind's demands this afternoon." He opened the door,

sun sets, li

ll be hung