Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha – Chapter 39
LEANDER’S POV
I held my little mouse close, tucked under the crook of my arm, splayed fingers applying pressure to her lower spine to keep her exactly where I wanted her-no distance between us, not even an inch. The pert mounds of her breasts pressed against my side, her two hardened nubs, the evidence of her arousal, poking into my chest. Her little hands rested flat against my back and right pectoral muscle. She was a perfect fit tucked under the crook of my arm, her tiny shape molded and created for me, two halves of one whole, just right together.
I hadn’t anticipated clutching her tightly during the speeches part of the ceremony. Typically, the Alpha and Luna stood next to each other, holding hands. But after the sweet scent of her arousal filled the air, she was lucky that’s all I did, instead of listening to every primal instinct in my body, demanding I toss her over my shoulder and find the nearest den so that I could make her mine.
hat tattoo. He wanted to be in its place, his body curled over her back, connected to her in the most intimate way possible.
It was where we belon
ld walk around half naked more often. If I kept getting results like this, I had no problem displaying as much skin as she desired.
d at the spectacle of Sydney’s punishment about to unfold in f
ng me crazy.
d. Bat-shit crazy.
r to stop, even when the result was the slow, painful death of my sanity.
s mouth.
ht across his chest which kept flexing with his irritation at Sydney behavior. His eyes fl
onorable actions yesterday set into motion a series of events…resulting in the ruin of the Alpha and Luna’s Announcement Ceremony. As you know, the Announcement Ceremony is a prelude and necessary precursor to the Clai
ps conceived during the Claiming Ceremony will change the future of the pack. Those young ones will be blessed with fortitude and gifts above and beyond those of a normal Wolf. They will strike fear in our enemies and make us stronger. They are the hopes and dreams of the mated pairs and for some. Their last hope.” There was just a slight variance in his tone at the end. Most wouldn’t even notice the difference. Most wouldn’t catch the almost unintelligible strain in his voice. But I did. I always heard his pain and felt it with him.
Sydney’s head dipped even lower, shoulders hunching forward. She anxiously twisted her fingers together. She knew this was
stion, interference and meddling will not be tolerated. Your offense was not only against your Luna, but it was aga
f whined.
s.
to our discretion.” Ever took a breath and continued, “For your reckless interference, you will be collared for one month and publically spanked. Additionally, any Wo
ised. Hell, if we were going to have to wait on every Wolf who wanted to spank her to take a turn, we’d be here all night.
not have a light hand. Experience taught me well.
milar in construction, opalescent, aquamarine Labradorite stones, polished to a smooth finish. They shone brilliantly against silver settings and a thick leather band.
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d to. He stepped forward and secured the collar around her neck. My father then took his place, paddle in hand, on a low bench set adjacent to the one Hycinth and I would use when we received the wolves. Sydney stood to her feet and placed herself on his lap without a w