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Chapter 22
Yara
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I refuse to ask where
very packhouse is. I’m pretty sure that arrogant Alpha, and yes, he arrogant, is back there laughing at me, even after I painstakingly put his leg back together. I have half a mind to break all those bones again and leave him to his own devices.
‘Oh, that’s not what half your mind has been focusing on,’ Annika says, sending me images Warren naked in the forest.
‘I was focused on his injury,‘ I insist.
She changes the focus, expanding the image of Warren’s penis. It’s quite large, even when it’s not
erect.
‘Gotta love big Alphas,‘ Annika purrs.
“You are not helping.”
‘Come on, Yara. You know you’re enjoying yourself. When’s the last time someone really challenged you mentally? I like him. He’s…confident,” she smirks.
I roll my eyes at my wolf and continue walking.
‘Tell me you know where this damn packhouse is,” I say to her.
She lifts her nose again and I catch multiple scents all in close proximity.
There you go,‘ she says.
I get to the packhouse and stomp up the stairs, ready to walk in ahead of Warren and Charlie, who is no better than his annoying Alpha, when Annika stops me.
‘Uh, Yara. You remember that you’re only wearing a t–shirt, right?” she asks me.
I look down just as I hear a growl from behind me and Charlie comes rushing up to me. “Better to wait to enter the packhouse until Alpha catches up, Luna.”
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I give him a look. “I am NOT your Luna.”
“Whatever you say, Luna,” he says, and I swear his lips twitch.
“Incorrigible,” I mutter, turning to look at Warren.
I suddenly realize that he has a sheet from the pack hospital wrapped around himself as he makes his way toward me. He looks aggravated as he tries to navigate the sheet and the crutch.
“Here, what are you doing?” I ask him, co up and taking the sheet, frowning as I wrap it around
him and tie it in a knot so he doesn’t have to hold it.
“I’m trying to walk,” he growls.
“Is that better?” I ask him with mock patience. I’m annoyed that this man thinks that I’m going to bathe him. Just because I fixed him up and just because he smells friggin delicious, it doesn’t mean that I’m going to bathe him.
Annika, the little hussy, sends an image of Warren naked again, making my cheeks heat.
“Oh what I would give to know what’s going on in that overactive mind of yours,” Warren says. softly. Because I’m so close, making sure the sheet was tied tight, I can feel his breath in my hair sending shivers up and down my spine.
I step back quickly, not wanting him to smell what I’m sure he can, my arousal. Why am I aroused by this man? He’s infuriating.
“He’s sexy. Look at that chest,‘ Annika purrs. I glance up and immediately regret it since he’s watching me closely.
“I don’t have an overactive mind,” I say, just because I need to say something.
He chuckles at me. “If you say so. Come on, I want to introduce you to the pack.”
I look at him like he’s crazy. “But…” I gesture up and down his body.
“They’ve seen worse, believe me,” he says, and there’s no humor in his tone now. I need to remember that this pack, along with most of them, is in a constant state of war.
When we walk in, the packhouse which was buzzing with conversation goes quiet.
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“Attention everyone, this is Dr. Yara. If you haven’t met her yet, you most likely will in the near future. She is the new head doctor in our hospital. When you go to see her, what she says, goes. No argument or you answer to me. Understood?” he says.
“Yes, Alpha,” the pack replies, and I feel everyone’s gaze on me. I try to look confident, but it’s hard when literally everyone is staring at me.
“Oh, and she’s my mate. Fuck with her and I’ll kill you,” he says seriously, making me jolt and look up at him.
“WARREN!”
“YARA!” he says in a sarcastic version of my tone. Then his lips twitch and I just know that I’m not going to like what comes out of his mouth next.
“If you’ll excuse us, my mate is going to give me a sponge bath,” he says to the pack, his eyes never leaving mine.
I would growl, I want to growl at him, but instead my cheeks get so hot I feel like I’m going to burst into flames.
“You are SO arrogant,” I grit through my teeth as he begins to lead me away.
“Yara, Yara, Yara, what have we discussed about this?” he says, his tone mocking me.
I plaster an obviously fake smile on my face. “Does your packhouse have a library, Warren?” I ask in a sickeningly sweet tone.
“No,” he drawls.
“Well, that explains a lot,” I say, stomping up the stairs.
“Where are you going?” he asks me.
I turn around and frown at him. “You’re the Alpha. Isn’t your room on the top floor?”
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