The Alpha's Mates: Generations: Luke Junior

He's always held women up as precious jewels. Things to be cared for and loved unconditionally. But he's managed to hurt and offend his own mate. Will he be able to fix it? Will they get their happily ever after?

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"You won't throw me out it would go against what you believe."
"I don't harm women. This won't harm you. TEN." I took two steps grabbed hand fulls of hip and ass and threw her over my shoulder like a bag of potatoes. She squealed.
"Put me down."
"I will. Outside." I strode past the other enforcers who had watched the entire thing and hadn't lifted a finger to help. I strode toward the front gate. For a tall woman she didn't weigh anything at all really. She kicked the spike shoes on her feet so hard one popped off. I stopped and grabbed it never letting go of her.
"You put be down now."
"Not yet, we aren't at the gate." I slipped a hand further around her thigh and between her legs. I'd make her think of something else.
"What are you doing?"
"Well while you were yelling I kept wondering if you wore thongs or high cut. You seem more of the high cut kind of girl. Over the hips but still covering the goods so you'll look good if you take your clothes off. I'm trying to see if I can find out." I slid my hand over her ass. "No seam at all. Ooh, thongs after all. Bra to match I bet."
"That's none of your business."
"Hard not to think of it when your 'business' is next to my face."