With hesitant steps and a kitchen knife in hand, Claire makes her way to the storeroom where the noise came from. The lights in the tiny room were off as usual yet the soft wind hitting her nose tells her that she had forgotten to shut the window. As she walks over to the window, the door shuts close behind her, making her yelp and turn around. She isn't alone. Before she could think of her next move, the brunette is pinned to the wall behind her by a firm grip on her neck.
She couldn't see the face of her attacker but his strong scent of rain mixed with the metallic smell of his blood hits her nostrils. Claire could tell the Rogue is smirking with his face so close to hers and as his grip tightens on her throat, her air supply gets cut short. Her lips quiver only to say one word, "..Mate..."
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Claire Skylar has already turned 27 but didn't find her mate. With her being too weak to protect herself or her family, her parents forced her to be in a live-in relationship with a pack warrior. Another rogue attack at her pack leads her with an unexpected encounter with her destined one, Alex Cooper, a rogue.

Protecting Rogue Mate

I am collapsed on top him, exhausted by our escapade, more hungry than before. His hand continues to play with my hair so lovingly and seeing how the entire evening went and how he made me scream his name in ecstasy so many times in one night, I can't help but wonder if this means he has finally given in to the bond.


Suddenly his hand grabs a fistful of my hair and uses it to lift my head, not in a hurtful manner but in a rough possessive way that I have come to know, by our steamy sessions, is the way he likes it. "Got your doubts cleared now?", he asks with a teasing smirk on his face and I smile before nodding. He lets go off my hair and kisses my head.


"...you were the best...", I murmur as I enjoy his warmth.


Chapter 12 Bursting the Bubble