Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha – Chapter 72

Leander

Right in the middle of my conversation with Ever, I knew something was drastically wrong when he glanced over my shoulder and sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes widening larger than I’d ever seen them.

Spinning around, it only took me a second to identify the problem.

left her.

osing.

f**k, no,” I snarled.

s he followed me across the training center.

a hand around her elbow. “The fu

d her teeth at me!

tared….expectantly.

The f**k??

s one of them might be more worthy than us.”

at the hell??

ossibl

erful, more deserving. I was the f*****g Alpha for f**k’s sake!

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e.

The force of it almost knocked me off my feet.

mal instincts blazing, my Wolf surged forward as close to the surface as possible without breaking through my skin, filling the spaces insid

t ours. I couldn’t tell where he ended and I began. I’d never felt so in sync…so symbiotic with my Wolf’s consciousness and flesh.

ropped an octave, “What is it that you want, little mouse?”

nse…

Hycinth’s attention, more than ready and willing to sink themselves into her tight little body.

F*****g fan

Okay…

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t shit on.

here you like?”

Again, all I was reward

led my T-shirt from my body and dropped it to the side.

e blue orbs fixated on my every move. Her little pink tongue flicked out and swept along her plump lips.

Assessing

Measuring

ndulging…in my flesh.

also riveted to me, eyeing me warily… …but not backing down.

re than happy to fight for the tantalizing female.

My female.

r should have let her leave our bedroom

g clear now.

so be it.

n’t be easy. All wanted the same prize, but the battle would be far from equal. Before they turned on each other, the unmated males would first work as a cohesive unit to take out the most significant threat-me.

o my full height, feral neurons fired and sizzled through my brain. My chest expanded of its own accord, puffing out to its fullest extent, nature ripping a growl of int

ght.

There was no way they were prepared for what we were about to throw at

olored his vision. He wanted blood. Eager images of tearing flesh from bones played in my head.

for what we were about to throw at them.

d.

g scent. Nature propelled them as much as it did me.

g their flesh from his canines very soon…

solute. We had the rapt attention of every Wolf in the room.

collective, all

forty pounds of wiry muscle. The other two, Heath and Noah, were somewhere in between in stature and bulk.

’s Wolf radiated a