"Do you know what you are asking for" it wasn't a question it was a statement, it's no longer a modern thing for mates to mark each other. Let alone the female to mark first.
"I wouldn't have said anything if I didn't" he was calm as I paced back and forth on the old, dusty, deserted road.
"Why?" I was confused, he clear doesn't understand the commitment this will be.
"Because, believe it or not Saydi Walker, I have fallen head over hills and I never thought I'd say that" he breathed in deeply "the day I god damn met you I wanted you, not because you're my mate but because of the way you spoke to me, you held no fear, you called my bluffs and my bullshit" his eyes held so much emotion they practically glowed.
"I." He cut me off.
"I haven't finished, the way you protected your dad, I knew right then right there you where the only woman I could tie myself to, body and soul, you where they only woman I wanted to carry my children, to hold my heart" he paused and I could hear his heart beating.
"You continue to tie me in circles and you mess with my head and my heart to the point I want to tear my hair out and I wouldn't have it any other way my love" he walked closer and stoped not five paces in front of me.
"I would follow you any where, I would lay down my life if it meant I could see you, be with you, only you" I felt confused.
"My heart could never belong to anyone but you, I have never felt this way" he finished.
"Cute speech, I just don't think you realise how..." he cut me off a second time.
"You're afraid of commitment" he laughed sounding pissed.
"The f*ck did you say?" I turned from confused to angry in a snap and it was all his fault.
"You are afraid of commitment, what? What will it take to get you to commitment and realise how stable your life is going to be with me" he growled his animalistic side peeking through the barrier.
"I am not afraid of much and commitment is definitely not on the list" I was growling now too.
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"Say it, Allison," he said, his voice low as he trapped me against the rough wall.
A shiver ran down my spine, his voice pulling at me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asked.
I shook my head, afraid my voice might betray me.
His teeth lightly grazed my neck causing a sigh to get past my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. He knew he was going to get what he wanted one way or another.
I tried to slip away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them down tightly. He pressed his hard body against me. I was aware of every inch of him that was touching me.
"Don't think you can just leave. We're not done yet."
My stomach tightened at his words, the desire inside burning for him. My damn body at war with my mind yet again.
He slid his hand up to the edge of my shorts, slowly working it's way up as his mouth trailed small nips from my neck to my collar bone and lower, stopping only when he reached the fabric.
I could feel my resolve weakening as his hand reached its destination.
"Say it," he demanded.
I moaned, my head tipping back as he moved expertly. I wanted to say it then, I really did. But if I said the words, there was no going back.
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Allison Cole has just turned seventeen. Most girls would be excited, but she doesn't see it as anything special. She can now find her mate, wherever he is.
But she doesn't put much stock in mates or true love. How could something like that be predetermined? Things only go from bad to worse when on that very day she discovers who her mate actually is.
Will Allison be able to overcome her bleak thoughts about mates and accept hers? Or is the man bad enough to make her run away?
Caught between her body, her mind, and what's best for her pack. Allison must make her decision.
Is it worth it?