Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha – Chapter 6

**Three Years Later**

Hycinth (age 18)

“Lucky…” I groaned, sounding a bit too close to a whine for my preference. I cleared my throat and began again, edging my voice with firmness, “Luca Diamonte, you need to pull yourself together. We have clients in less than an hour.” A muffled voice came from behind the bathroom door, “Patience, Cinn.”

ffee was ready, and Lucky wandered into the kitchen. I gathered the mug and climbed onto a tall stool next to the granite island.

ily.

owl.

ing my mug in both hands, I blew gently. The steam dissipated into

oonful of cereal into his mouth, milk dribbling from his lip. “Of course, its

ore, his revolting s****l escapades.

lves at him on a daily basis. Human females didn’t stand a chance. Not with a virile predator Wolf in their midst. His animal magnetism was too much for them to resist. And Luca indulged all of their wanton fantasies, liberally and thoroughly, as if it were his second job.

d to be careful. You don’t want to break the wrong girl’s heart. Or worse, accidentally knock up one of them with

he reminded me, referring to his alternate identity.

hen he was just a little orphan pup, his mother, and father, both casualties of war.

ot, had spoiled him, even letting him pick such a ridiculous name when he prepared our alternate identities. Maybe, it was because he never really assumed we’d ha

is an awesome-as-f**k name,”

r someone to question whether or not it’s real.”

wl. “Who’s comin’ in this morning?”

t like how he looks at you.”

no danger from any human male.”

is stare at your tits the entire time.”

my eyeballs rolling toward th

of my breasts and pushed them up and together, and blinked innocently. “What? These?”

ittle sister.”

.

Really? And when was the last time you indulged in said sexuality?”

n’t that I hadn’t found any males attract

ldn’t.

.

ysically close to another male, the memory of Leander’s piercing amethyst and cerulean eyes filled my mind. I couldn’t shake the image of him out of my head, making it impossible for me to take the next step with anyone.

.”

appy, Cinn.”

overwhelmed by the love and concern in his voice. “One day…” I whispered, my words dropping off.

le’s throat the entire time I’m trying to create a pretty little picture on his biker friend’s shoulder.”

d for him to concentrate on anything else.