Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 79692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
The sound of a needle falling could have been heard at the silence his words caused. My heart was beating so fast now, and my body felt restless and incomplete at his words. I couldn’t believe he had really said that out loud.
My darker half considered him with a thoughtful expression. Finally, she spoke. “You would make them pay?”
Solemnly, he said, “Yes.”
“You will show them the error of their ways?”
“Yes.”
“Then fight.” A pause. “I want all of them unconscious, wolf. I will be displeased if any one of them can remember his name when you are done.”
The leader of the cubs actually started to cry.
But all Alejandro said was, “Your wish is my command, little kitty.”
Chapter Seven
“What are you doing here?” One moment I was alone in my bedroom, combing my hair while daydreaming about conquering battles with my faithful Cavaliere at my side. The next thing I knew, my Cavaliere was indeed at my side.
How the heck did he get in—-
A gust of wind teased my hair and I grimaced, realizing he had sneaked into my room through the balcony. Darn shifter stealth. And my darker half had allowed it, obviously not considering his presence in my bedroom a danger.
These days, I was really torn. Was my darker half really on my side or his?
He came to stand behind me, and our shared reflection on the mirror had me swallowing. He looked so powerful and dark, and he made me feel so small and womanly. Not at all like a warrior. Mouth drying, I watched as he slowly lifted a hand and rested it on my shoulder, my body shivering at the way his fingers curled around my nape.
When he bent down, my nipples came alive, pricking against the cotton nightshirt I wore. He was still in his suit, and the contrast between our appearances suddenly struck me. He was so elegant, and I was...not. “W-why are you wearing a suit?”
A pained expression briefly crossed his face. “I had the mistaken impression that your auctions for panthers worked the way horse auctions normally do. That it would be a formal occasion.”
A nervous giggle escaped me. “Panthers never have formal affairs.”
“I’ll keep that in mind, but for now...” In a blink, he had taken me off my dresser’s stool and had me up against the wall. My arms and legs automatically wrapped around his body.
“You remember what I said?” he purred.
“No?”
He smirked. “You can do better than that, little kitty.” His head moved forward, giving me a short hard kiss. It was the briefest contact, but it was more than enough to have me gasping. When he lifted his head to look at me, I could only gaze back at him, knowing my eyes couldn’t hide how much I wanted more of his kisses.
“Do you want me, princess?”
Warrior brides had to be virgins in their marriage bed. But warriors didn’t lie.
The latter won, but I had to say my piece first. “I can only do this with a consort,” I told him breathlessly.
He smiled. “I’m sure you do.”
The words confused me, but by now I wanted him so badly it didn’t matter. I moved my head close, taking the initiative for the first time. His lips curved into a smile, content to wait. I blushed at my boldness, but my embarrassment didn’t stop me from moving closer and closer. I wanted his kiss so badly.
Our lips touched.
It was magic.
Alejandro groaned against my mouth, and that was the extent of the control he allowed me. He took command again, and I was more than eager to have him in control. He swept me into his arms without breaking the kiss, carrying me to my bed.
He only broke the kiss when he laid me down, and I couldn’t stop staring at him as he started taking off his clothes. His emerald gaze didn’t leave mine as he shrugged his jacket off and laid it on the bedside table. I would have giggled at how neat and proper he was being if I wasn’t so nervous. Things were happening so fast. A part of me wanted to put a stop to it, but the larger part of me was just swept away by the excitement of it.
Moonlight filtered into the bedroom from the open doors of the balcony. It cast silver streaks of light on his hard chest, which he revealed inch by inch as he worked on the buttons of his shirt next. This, too, he lay next to his jacket, making me smile again.
When he looked back at me, he caught sight of my smile. “What are you smiling about, little kitty?”
“You’re so neat,” I confessed. “If it were me, I’d probably throw...” My voice trailed off as I took in the full sight of his half naked form. He was smooth and hard all over except for the light smattering of hair on his chest. Somehow, it made him seem manlier, more warrior like.