LOGINChapter Twenty-OneMarcus“Sir, are you okay?” Amelia asked as she stood beside me. Maxwell and his assistant had left the room for a moment and we were alone. I closed my eyes and took a breath as desire pulsed through me. I didn’t know what Louis was doing, but his emotions moved through our bond. His arousal burned through me. Her nearness made it hard to think about anything but taking her. Taking a breath was a mistake as the scent of her filled my nostrils. Making it hard for me not to lock the door and pull her into my arms before she could even realize what I was doing. I wasn’t sure what Louis was doing, but I didn’t need to feel this way, this close to Amelia. She rested her hand on my forearm. That gentle touch was almost my undoing. The door opened. I fought down a snarl as Maxwell came into the room. Saving me from embarrassing myself or dealing with a lawsuit from me mauling my assistant. From claiming her before, I knew that she would consent to it. That thought sho
Chapter TwentyWalking towards my desk, I could smell the scent of Boston’s sickly sweet perfume before I saw her. I let out a sigh, closing the book in my hands. Her hip was propped against my desk, arms crossed under her breasts. She looked over at me, her full red lips pressed together. She’d be pretty if she wasn’t after my mate. “I’d like to ask Marcus on a date.” There was no greeting with her, not that I’d expected one. Straight to the point and most of the time that was something I could appreciate. Now I just wanted her gone. Sitting the book on my desk, I crossed my arms over my chest. My fingers moving to the keyboard, “That’s something you’ll have to take up with Marcus.”“You know he won’t take another more fitting mate, unless you approve it.” She said, turning to look at me more fully as she rested her hands on my desk. She wanted to intimidate me, it was clear in the way her eyes met mine. How she stood, her back ramrod straight, her face unreadable. Not that I’d sp
Chapter Nineteen“Amelia-” I said, wanting to tell her about Marcus. There was just something about her that relaxed me. My dragon knew on a primal level that we could trust her.Our order was called, stopping from telling her that it wasn’t anything like what she thought. We got our drinks and left the shop.She sipped her iced mocha as we walked back to the office. I didn’t know what to say to her. If she were a shifter, she would have known that I belonged to Marcus. That he was my mate, my everything. It would have been an adjustment as she learned that she was ours. There was no doubt in my mind that she was meant to be ours.Shifters moved fast, Marcus and I had mated the night that we first met. I had needed someone to belong to, he’d needed to be needed. I bore his sigil long before the sun rose. We hadn’t been apart since. She was human, and even though we lived in a more progressive time. It was ingrained in me to hide. To keep the side of me that craved his touch hidden, I’
Chapter EighteenLouisMy empty water bottle clinked as I sat it down on the desk with a bored sigh. What was she doing right now? Had I crossed her mind, had Marcus?I wondered if I could use this as an excuse to go to the break room. With the hope that I would run Amelia. I’d enjoyed the brief time I’d spent with her yesterday. Longing to be near her filled me as my dragon huffed at the thought.The beast wanted to go to her.Moving in front of my desk, I paced forward. Trying to keep from going to the elevator and heading up to the top office to see what she was doing. My steps measured and even as I looked down at the well-worn tile, looping around into the familiar pattern that was worn from many days of my pacing.I knew that Marcus had a meeting with Maxwell. I hoped they didn’t scare away Amelia, I’d met him before. Maxwell could be a bit much for a submissive. His words holding that current that let you know he could pull you under. Make you feel things that would leave you c
Chapter SeventeenWork went smoothly enough until Amelia tapped on my door. Looking at the clock, I pushed away from my desk. “Sir,” She said as she peeked in. “Your meeting, I’ve already called and placed an order for lunch. So if you need anything else, let me know.”“Right, thank you.” I picked up the dossier and tablet before making my way towards her, “Have you turned the phones over yet?” She looked up at me with wide eyes. She shook her head as she brought her fingers up to play with the thin necklace she wore, “No, I thought I’d stay here and-”“I’d like for you to come with me.”She nodded before scurrying out of my office and towards her desk. Taking a deep breath, I moved forward, trying to slow down my pace. Watching as her delicate fingers moved over the keypad as she turned the phones over before reaching into her bag. I caught a glimpse of the book from her post as she pulled out a small notebook.I turned away as she swiveled her chair around and stood up. Moving bes
Chapter SixteenLouis looked over at me as he sipped his coffee. I sat my silver travel mug of tea into the cup holder as I pulled out my buzzing phone.“You don’t need to worry.” “You think I’m stronger than I am.” He said as he turned the steering wheel.“You’re stronger than you realize.” I said, swiping my screen open. Already emails were coming in. Glancing over at him, I rested my hand on his thigh.“Marcus.” “You’re one of the strongest people I know.” I smiled, pulling my hand away after a quick squeeze. “How about I text you if I send her out later, you can bump into her?” Louis worried his lower lip before he took another drink of his coffee. I watched him as I tucked my phone back into the pocket of my vest. He was mulling my words over, weighing everything carefully. “You won’t hurt her.” It wasn’t just me telling him he wouldn’t. It was an order, I let the power flow with my words. Not just as his dominant, not as his mate. As the leader of the flock. It wasn’t someth
Chapter Twenty-Five“Amelia,” Marcus’ voice filtered into the darkness of my dreams and I couldn’t understand why he sounded so worried. Normally when I heard his voice in my dreams, it was ‘the voice’ and something very pleasurable was about to happen.“Amelia,” he said again and in the haze of m
Chapter Twenty-Six“Just that, you are ours.” Marcus said with a shrug as he handed me the water bottle.“For tonight? Tomorrow night?” I asked before taking a sip of water.“Tonight, tomorrow, every morning after, every night. You are ours.” He said it like it was the most obvious answer and
Chapter Twenty-Three“Marcus,” I gasped as he turned me, lifting me into his arms quicker than I was prepared for. He looked down at me and I could see the ghost of a smirk playing on his lips.“Yes Amelia?” He asked, his voice was low and made my body tingle. “I can walk,” I said, biting my li
Chapter NineteenI sat down my wine glass as I avoided Marcus’ gaze. How could I tell him about what I knew without sounding like some sex crazed manic? Which given how Louis and Marcus had been behaving today wasn’t far off from the truth.“I know a bit about BDSM.” I said, biting my lip as I







