Lincoln's eyes snapped open and he groaned. What had happened? He reached across the bed for Genevieve and felt a warm naked body. Had he mated her last night? It was still dark though, and his memory was a bit foggy. He was still dressed. He frowned. 'Maddox? Did we mate Gen?'
No answer.
Linc frowned, searching his mind. His wolf was missing. What the hell was going on? He turned his head towards Gen and sat up quickly as he realized it wasn't Gen in the bed. It was Gina. His eyes traveled around the room, and he realized he had no idea where he was at. He cursed softly, and started to get up, only to realize his leg was chained to the bed. He rolled his eyes. "Gina, wake up," he growled.
She sat up, letting the blankets fall down to her waist, revealing that she was naked. "Morning, Lincoln. How are you feeling?"
"Pissed," he replied. "What do you think you're doing and how the hell did you get me here?"
"I want to be with you and you wouldn't take me back," she told him. "So, I um, kidnapped you."
He rolled his eyes at her. "Are you insane? And who are you working with? Because there's no way you did it alone."
"I'm not working with anyone," she lied.
"Dammit Gina, I'm not an idiot. There is no way you could have done this alone. Who told you what I am?" he growled at her.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Lincoln," she said.
He came across the bed at her, wrapped a hand around her throat and squeezed a bit. "The truth."
She moaned. "Please fuck me."
Lincoln growled at her and let go. "Never. Tell me the truth or I will kill you." He was rapidly losing his patience with her.
She scoffed. "You wouldn't kill me. You're cut off."
He glared at her. "Obviously you know something or you wouldn't have dosed me with wolfsbane."
Her eyes flickered. She moved across the bed and kneeled in front of him, her legs spread as she reached a hand down in between them to touch her sex. "I know what you are. I always have."
He stared at her in shock. "Always? From the moment you met me?"
"Yes. You were at that bar with a bunch of werewolves. I originally targeted Dylan, but he was completely oblivious to me. You weren't and you ended up becoming the perfect Dom for me. I loved being your submissive. I hoped to make you fall in love with me and take me as your mate, but you were stubborn," she told him, as she stared up at him.
"Then why did you cheat on me? I could smell another man on you when you came back that last night," he growled.
"That was a tiny miscalculation on my part. But I love you, Lincoln. I really do. But then when I saw you two days ago, and you weren't turned on from seeing me naked, I realized you had met your mate, and I needed to get to you before you marked her," she said, placing both of her hands on her thighs.
"I'm not mating you," he said.
"Oh but you are. Because your little girlfriend is here. She's in an SUV outside, and my friend will kill her if you don't." She smiled sweetly at him.
"I don't believe you," he told her. How the heck had Genevieve gotten here?
She smiled. "I thought you might say that." She crawled across the bed and grabbed her phone, then showed him a picture. Sure enough, he could see Gen sitting in the front seat of an SUV. Which meant members of his pack were here. But still, he had to make sure Gen didn't get hurt.
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The Chef's Sick Mate (Book 17 of the Regal Eclipse Pack Series)
WerewolfThis book contains spoilers for the other books in the Regal Eclipse Pack Series, especially Books 14 - 16.