"Who are you?" I came awake with a jerk, disoriented and aching all over. 
A heavy male body lay beside me---we were both naked except for the sheet covering our bodies. 

I searched my memories of the night before, trying to figure out how I had gotten here while attempting to wrap the sheet around my body. I stopped when I realized I'd leave my bed partner totally nude.

I remembered myself saying over and over, "I'm your mate!"

I eased myself off the bed to look for clothes. I tried to be as quiet as I could so I didn't wake up the stranger. 

His scent was all over me, all over everything really. Rich and masculine, every time I breathed I felt as if I was being surrounded by the forest with hints of wood and a warm spice I couldn't name. I wanted to crawl back into bed beside him and never leave.

My wolf, Rayne, grumbled in my head, "We shouldn't leave! He is our mate!"

Rejected My Alpha Mate

Blood smelled of salt and copper; the scent hit my senses with the force of a crowbar. Saliva filled my mouth as I instantly became ravenous for a taste, just a taste, one single drop wouldn't hurt, would it?


I had to fight back the beast I'd been cursed with by calling forward the beast I'd been born. My wolfen senses told me the Flores woman was in trouble before my ears picked up her screams and the sounds of Nathan Lewis losing his grip on humanity.


Speeding fast enough to blur, I was out of my cabin in a breath. Rachel wiggled her fingers outside the window with a desperation I could practically feel. I wanted to knock the window out, but I knew it would be safer, easier, if I just got it open. She cleared the window with a swiftness which surprised us both. I dragged her out to send her to my cabin for safety.


Lewis crawled out the window after her -a hellhound on the hunt- but I was no stranger to fighting Lycans.


Chapter 91