You Wouldn't Dare (Khaos Trilogy Book 1), стр. 8

I couldn’t hide this for long, meeting my mate would trigger The Heat in me. I had around ten days before this hit. The Goddess designed it to help with the first litter of pups, however, it would happen regardless of whether we finished the mating process or not.

“You smell so good, little one, your body is so fucking sexy.” Khaos dragged my attention back to him as he pulled me down to the floor with him, laying me on my back, covering my body with his own.

He pressed kisses along my body - the curve of my neck, the dip under my rib cage, nibbled on my hip bone. My back arched - I knew I shouldn’t be doing this, but it didn’t stop how I felt, how I was programmed to feel.

This man was my mate!

He settled himself between my legs and blew on my soaking pussy with his hot breath. He pressed his lips to me, his tongue ever so gently running down the length of my core.

“Violet! Do not make me come looking for you!” Mother screamed over the mind-link.

My legs jerked in an attempt to cover my nudity – I knew she wasn’t here, but that didn’t stop me from feeling exposed to her. Khaos grunted as my knee shot into his chest, knocking the wind out of him.

I shot to my feet, Khaos following me with lightning-fast reflexes that both surprised and shocked me. Moon Goddess, the man was fast! Especially considering that I had winded him seconds ago.

I couldn’t help but think if he were equally as fast at regaining his stamina and recovering quickly during other activities.

Stupid mate bond and its stupid call. I was turning into a woman who was obsessed with sex!

Who could blame me after looking at Khaos though? The man was a walking sex God!

“Where are you going?” He demanded, his anger pouring from every syllable. I opened and closed my mouth, for the first time in my life completely at a loss for words. He grew frustrated with me, and I saw his hands curl into fists by his side.

Refusing to be intimidated, I threw my head back and flicked my hair over my shoulder, “I answer to no one.”

“Wrong. You answer to me from now on.”

“You?!” I scoffed with a bravery I didn’t really feel. “Not in this lifetime, buddy. I’ll stay unmated my entire life before I ever--” I was cut off by his hand covering my mouth, roughly knocking my head back against the tree with the force of it.

“Be incredibly careful with your next words, mate. You will be my mate; you will submit to me. Even now your body’s calling out to me, little one. Do you think I can’t feel you trembling? That I haven’t noticed the way your eyes are glued to me, the way your nipples hardened the second I pulled you into my arms? I think my pretty young mate enjoys the thought of being dominated by me, taken by--” I bit down on his hand with all my might, delivering a hard blow to his groin with my knee. He doubled over and I wasted no time hurtling myself away from him, and took off toward my pack as fast as my legs would carry me.

I heard his roar behind me and knew he would be following within seconds.

Shit.

Fuck!

I shifted into my wolf, cursing the noise of my bones breaking and realigning - why was it so fucking loud?

I heard the rustling behind me and knew I was fast losing my lead. He would find me any moment if I didn’t do something, and quick! My only saving grace was that it sounded as though he remained as a human, rather than shifting. Which meant I had a small advantage over him.

With my heart pounding, I took a deep breath and made a split decision.

Thanking my teenage rebellion and all the years of hiding from my parents, I pulled all my knowledge of hiding and covering my scent. The sound of his approach slowly quietened, and after a couple of miles, it disappeared completely, along with his scent.

The only sound was the beating of my own heart as it pounded out a terrified rhythm. He may be taking a moment to shift into his wolf, but I doubted it. No doubt he realised that he couldn’t take me alone. He needed reinforcements.

I decided not to dwell on that thought.

I shifted back to my human form and sank to my knees, pulling in deep breaths to calm myself. He was gone, I was safe. For now.

I made my way back to the pack, almost fainting with relief when I saw the guards patrolling the border. I quickly pulled on some clothes from one of the many wicker baskets surrounding the borders and gave the guards a shaky smile as I passed them.

My dishevelled appearance didn’t surprise them. They were used to wolves coming back in a worse state than I was in. It was the reason for the baskets. Each one contained a supply of food and water, as well as a change of clothes. This had been my idea after seeing the same thing in place at the pack of one of our allies, and so far, it had been widely approved by all that used them.

I entered the packhouse and remained in the shadows, hoping that no one saw me as I made my way to my room. So long as no one got close enough to smell me, they would be none the wiser. I could explain it. I was panicking for nothing.

I knew the reputation Khaos had, but he couldn’t take me from my pack, not today. My sense of smell was good, and I