Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha – Chapter 68

Leander

Hot water rained down on me in the shower as I pressed my forehead against the cold tile wall. I let out a low groan. Why the hell had I thought drinking until I was arse over tit had been such a good idea? It, sure as f**k, didn’t feel that way now.

Just breath, I coached myself, letting the air fill my lungs and release slowly. Deep breaths.

…

myself.

wall.

shower, but more than likely, I’d already missed the morning session. That was okay. Sydney and Luca had managed to work together without killing each other, just barely. Both were still alive and kicki

akes were high. Not just on a personal level, but pups conceived during the Claiming Ceremony would determine the future of our pack.

showering. Slower than normal. But I was thrilled to be functioning at all after the

at.

felt like a new man.

than just thirty minutes ago. The difference had been so slight, I hadn’t recognized the change as the minutes ticked by, but my hangover symptoms were improving. My head no longer felt like it was buried in a wood chipper, and a semblance of strength had returned to my appendages.

s my little mouse doing now? More than likely, she was observing the competition.

ness. It was well into the afternoon, definitely later than my usual early morning arrival.

hat I wanted. I didn’t mind. She knew what I liked, and I wasn’t picky.

you have any painkillers?” I

arby cabinet, she returned with a little bottle in hand.

ed, throwing two pills into my m

s soon as my

firmed she was there. I turned my head in the direction of the delicious smell to find lake blue eyes watching me intently.

crossed the vast interior and gathered Hycinth into my arms, placing a brief kiss on her ch

” Her words for teasing, but there was a note of tension in her voice. There was also a question in her tone. She wanted to know why I’d gotten so blasted.

in her eyes. “How are the competitors doing?”

, I think. Luca and Sydney are keeping score during each round, and calming wo

ound Sydney about ten feet away, clipboard in hand. Luck

en so softly, I couldn’t hear their conversation, but I chuckled at his antics. He

rifled with.

, “Just because you have a dick, doesn’t mean you need to act like one.”

red.

re because Lucky’s eyes blazed with intent. His posture changed minutely, lowered, a predator with prey in his sights. He licked his lips and didn’t bother to keep his response quiet no

want to ask when was the first.

ill waiting for the prize you’ll never have?”

elow the belt.

issed, “Luca Torin Diamon

was in trouble now.

to the conversation.

he held my gaze. We weren’t together, but that didn’t mean I didn’t know Sydney extremely well. In that one glance, she

e, a question in her doe-eyes.

. Sydney automatically turned her back on me and lifted her hair. Without a word, I removed the collar from her neck and stepped away.

me out and play.