Rogue Promises: His Forbidden Mate
ma
e dim lighting of his room, they look dark and stormy. Plus
ve been torturing myself and wondering if I was making the right decision. I didn't like Soren or m
me? What abou
e person, and I can't imagin
lly aft
, but his eyes are filled with life. I've never seen hi
name softly. Like a
ose few moments in his office broke a part of me. How could he let the Cimm
is completel
down my spine, and I feel risk strange sensation pooling at the base of my spine, which is one I experience whene
it him?" I argue. "He wouldn't have had
the way I did," he states firmly. "I'm the wild rogu
a rogue,"
re I came from?" he asks me. "The one about my father being a powerful Alpha who entrust
uldn't
s. "I've searched and searched for the Sage Crescent pack a
ngers and his gaze on my lips. It makes me want to kiss him
s softly, "maybe I'm
es widening. "Why would you
r," he chuckles. "Maybe
nursery rhyme that has
is high and s
kens fro
e air for na
e ones who t
eyes and hol
find you in
ugh the smile remains on h
ed from that Fa
s. "He's not
now his story. The king of rogues? The one who led t
an ass
me that getting rid of him won't be easy. No, I have to talk
ever been an un
y thoughts. Words can't describe how elated I am. We're
er accept this," he sa
say, "He'l
he asks curiously. "A few hours ago, y
appened. Now hush, let me
e tries to shift to grab my arm. "Just
esn't touch, and the feeling between my legs seems to intensify. I want him to touch more places. I want to...to do things with him. Before,
sed for the second time, and I
d feel bette
hinking about?"
I admit
me tingle. I could sit here on the floor by his bed forever, with h
up," I suggest.
w you
water. Then, I go back to his room and grab a towel from underne
efore sitting on the edge of it. "I'll
's my favo
ing to have to find a
lly as I can. He doesn't make a sound, but I know this has to hurt. I try not to focus on how painful these cuts look. I'm even angrier
So, I replace it and continue cleaning him up. Tim
s on my thigh. I suck in a breath through my teeth and ignore the sensations moving up and do
move,"
ailing to hide the smi
harder and harder to focus. I want him to kee
me reacting faster than the sensible part. Trudy stands in the doorway with a basin in her hand
his hand o
eryone's loo
and fold my arms defensively over my ches
can't really read the look on her face. "W
o go. I want to stay here and admit to Trudy that I don't want to see anyone from my family. I'm too
t followi
ay out of the room, leaving Trud