Chapter 25
Chapter 25
“Well, that I’ve already given you. Thankfully, you’ve agreed to be my lead doctor, so I can check that box off,” I say, smiling at her because I know I’m about to get her sass.
“I am not your lead doctor,” she says firmly.
I put my face right up to hers. “You’re as much my lead doctor as you are my mate and this pack’s Luna. And to speak to the other things you said, if I didn’t respect you and your knowledge, I wouldn’t have told my pack that your word goes in the hospital. As far as the value that you bring to this pack, you’re not only my mate, but as you could see, we were desperate for a doctor…and now I have you.”
“I can’t stay,” she whispers.
“You can’t leave. I’ve been searching for you for twelve long years. I never gave up, even though the odds were terrible that I would find you, I never gave up, never took a chosen mate. I’ve always wanted you, Yara. Only you.”
She looks away from me. Maybe I’m giving her too much truth, but I’d rather she knows where I
stand.
“What about pups? Do you want them?” I ask her.
She frowns again, turning to get a washcloth and putting soap on it.
“I…I haven’t really given it much thought. I’ve been focusing on my career and…with the pack wars, it doesn’t seem very safe to bring a pup into this world.”
“I would keep our pups safe, just like I’ll keep you safe.”
“You can’t guarantee that,” she says, softly.
I reach up, stroking her cheek. “I would die for you. I can guarantee you that. I would die for our family. I want a family with you, Yara.”
She licks her lips and my eyes snap to her mouth. Her pink lips look positively delicious, and I growl softly. The scent of cinnamon and nutmeg begins to increase in the small space, making my head spin, this time not from fatigue.
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Yara looks down, seeing my body’s response to her scent and her proximity to me.
“You’re getting awfully frisky, Alpha,” she says breathily.
“My sweet Yara, frisky would be me ripping that shirt open and sucking your pert little nipple into
my mouth. This,” I say, gesturing to erection, “is just my body’s response to you.”
She’s been stepping back, trying to get space from me and I’ve slowly been moving closer to her, until she’s now pressed against the wall.
“And I’ve been desperate to taste you since the moment I laid eyes on you,” I say, leaning in and pressing my lips to hers.
The sweet scent of her arousal swirls around the steamy shower, and I growl possessively, wrapping my arms around her waist and deepening the kiss. Her body responds immediately and she tastes sweet, like a snickerdoodle cookie. I begin to lose myself in the kiss, loving the sounds of her whimpers and how her body is pressing against mine.
“Alpha, you’re food’s out here,” Charlie yells from my bedroom.
I growl angrily and pull back from the kiss.
“I’m going to kill him for interrupting our first kiss,” I say softly so Charlie can’t hear me.
I watch as the embarrassed look on her face turns to surprise at my words, and then her lips begin
to twitch.
“You can’t kill your Beta.”
“For interrupting this, I might,” I say watching as she loses the battle and begins giggling in my arms, pressing her face against my chest so she stays quiet.
It’s one of the sweetest sounds I’ve ever heard, right up there with her whimpers and moans of
desire.
Yara
I laugh when I’m embarrassed. It’s a completely inappropriate response, but I can’t seem to help myself. So, when Warren pulls away from our kiss, a kiss that I totally got swept away in, I’m mortified. He’s naked and I’m practically naked and I was pressing my body against his. If Charlie hadn’t interrupted us, there’s no telling what would have happened. And Warren is still recovering. At least that’s what I tell myself.
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Of course, the only way for me to hide my inappropriate response is to press my face against Warren’s bare chest, his rock–hard chest. Wow! My fingers twitch to touch him, to see if every muscle on his body is this hard and strong. As a doctor who worked in the human hospitals, I know what a ‘muscular man feels like. Compared to them, Warren feels like granite.
So now I’m even more embarrassed. I have no idea how to get out of this gracefully, but when I look up, ready to make some snarky comment, Warren’s face, usually so fierce and intense, is soft and there’s a hint of a smile on his face. Shit! If I thought the man was sexy before, putting a smile on his face makes him panty–dropping sexy. And his eyes may be soft, but they are no less intense.
“I love the sound of your laugh. You should laugh more,” he says softly, his deep voice making my core clench. I swear I can feel my arousal dripping down my thighs and based on the way his nostrils flare, I’m pretty sure it did.
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