A Broken Contract (Alpha's Secret Regret)

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in the desired situation, and they'll become what yo

hange are what led me to sign his damn contract. He does want me, but only for one thing. To satisfy his lust

eet him like this for "just sex" without letting him know how I truly feel. One thing was bound to ha

my dress. Rising from the sofa, I went to the wind

er three days. But when I texted, asking to see him, he agreed, saying he'd be there at 7. I like to t

It's the only place I can ever be with him. We can't be seen by any L.A. reporter or a member of the pack. It will caus

rushing aside the

m is against his rules. But he's twenty-two minutes late now, and I wonder if that isn't a

of rain in the woods wafted by. He's here. The scent is fol

ore he reaches the door. I suck in a deep breath and smooth my knee-length dress,

anticipation as his eyes raked my body. But underneath it, there's a heat that can onl

greeted

makes me go weak at the knee. How I love those bright gra

It's not Tuesday

eart at the question, but I p

and I thought m

e forget the words I prepared in my head. My

ly shifted to the dining a few feet away. He take

t's

e knows what it was. The question is rhetorical

y now do I start to consider h

I wanted us to ea

like I've just gr

use you wanted us to eat?" he scolds. "I'm not you

He's my mate. I want to yell that I'm done hiding. I'm tired of being his secret whor

k it was again

y sexual. I told you this. You should read the contract. I don't

. Why did he come down here to stomp on my heart? If he's this angry about a simple a

I thought you'd

, our arrangement doesn't allow for anything like

I muttered, losing all coura

e. When I lift my gaze to meet his, I notice the sudden shift in his mood. The evening air quickly assumes t

casual strides while

ops seductively. "Can't let the evenin

the cruel, unnecessary outburst only seconds ago. But I

the mate bond. On the other hand, it's probably the raw, irresistible power tha

g. The kiss starts slow and soft like he's teasing me, but it quickly grows urg

nd. How can he kiss me like this

s me into his arms, wrapping my thighs around his waist as he carries me into the living roo

more of him,' the p

doing the same with his belt buckle, too, ready for whatever he gives me. At this moment, it doesn't matter if what he of

ay to him. Lost in the feel of him, the three syllable

ove

s to pull away in a rush. Only then do I re

e I was about to give. Rising and turning away, he starts t

.. ple

take. But is it really a mistake? That isn't exactly the wor

k, he storms out of the house. As he slams the door on his way

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tare at my phone. If I click the dial button, I'll

word from him. Today is our meeting day, but it's doubtful that he'll

fact that I didn't see him around campus all day yesterday doesn't help. Le

kes my shoulder, pullin

you okay? I've been screaming

't hear you

y. Running errands for yo

ck up something from th

rom being a lowlife like me. When I was bullied in high school for talking to Nick's sister,

can know about me and Nick unless he tells them or we become offic

orm together. I decided that if I don't see Nick today, I'll

John and some girl in our cla

"If she knew what she was getting into,

he corner leading to the hostel. Jake, Ni

ke," Me

Done with cl

-to-be? Haven't seen him

iend for asking the questi

a Zion is still alive and well. But as you said, he's heir to the t

that so?"

Meg. We're supposed to

ren't you scarce?"

ess called Nick home. You should see h

mily business. Maybe his sis

and see-you-laters, Meg

and I head straight to the apartment

ng room to decide that my first instinct was right. H

the agreement are crystal. I was prepared f

ied out of our secret meeting place with a lump in my c

would be no more sneaking around with him. He'll reject me when he's r

ollege is my only chance of ever making something good out of my life as a nob

front of my hostel. That car is uncommon he

unken feeling in my stomach didn’t go

de mere inches from each other. As I tried to determine w

and lowers his mouth to hers. He either doesn't care about his audience or he