"I thought you didn't want me, Kassandra," Clayden's powerful voice echoed through the room as he gazed down at the woman he had pressed against the bed.

"What's changed?" he demanded, his eyes blazing with intensity. "Why are you opening your legs for me now?"

Centuries have passed, and Clayden has spent a lifetime waiting for his first love. But just when he was on the brink of giving up, he stumbled upon her in a car with another man. His blood boiled at the sight of his woman being held by someone else, and he vowed to do everything in his power to make her his.

After enduring years of loneliness, he wouldn't let her go without a fight. His inner wolf could not contain the lust and excitement it felt for her, and he wanted to claim her as his own as soon as she was within his reach.

Kassandra is his mate, bound to him forever. She couldn't run away from him, and he would do anything to keep her by his side.

Alpha Clayden's Human Mate

　　After finishing my meal, I swiftly change into new clothing. While I fix myself, Clayden and Jax are simply waiting below. I half-ran toward the stairs when I thought I already looked presentable and found them seriously conversing.


　　I yelled, halfway down the stairs, "I'm done!"


　　"Kassandra, slow down. You might fall!" Clayden exclaimed from there.


　　I chuckled but my eyes are rolling heavenward. "It's fine, so you'll going to worry about me this time." I threw.


　　I definitely tried to irritate Clayden again over what happened yesterday by making him purse his lips in response to what I said.


　　He said, "Kassandra..." with a foreboding tone.


　　I shove my hands in front, dismissing the subject. "Fine, fine. Whatever makes you sleep at night, Rousseau."


　　Jax laughed from the single couch.


　　I cling my arm to Clayden. He looks at my hand holding him and notices him trying to suppress a smile.


CHAPTER 63 He is Crying