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14. Ayr
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His Unlovable Mate 15. Cassie
That very first night, after allowing my horse to refresh itself, I headed straight to Elder Gunner’s residence. He had a cave in the cliffs, but like all the elites, he had a woody summer residence gifted to him by my father. Years languishing in the library, I had forced myself to memorize so many pointless facts to keep my mind sharp, a fact now paying dividends. It was a chance to admire the curve of my fathers penmanship to see how he managed affairs right down to those he knew he could not trust. Kicking in the wooden door, I raided it under the dim light of the moon. Ruthlessly and quickly, I took anything that could be of use. This would be a one-time visit. As soon as news got out, others would get the same idea anyway and come rooting. As it happened, Gunner had so much gold stashed away under his bed I had to steal a wooden, ramshackle cart to transport it. By the time dawn rose, I had picked a small cave by the sea to store everything, the offending cart broken into
His Unlovable Mate 16. Cassie
Dressed in huge riding boots, poorly fitting pants, and a heavy man's leather jacket, I hate that my first reaction is how unattractive I look right now. It’s completely pathetic, I’m better than that, but I can’t help my cheeks burning up.I’ve dressed to disguise, not entice. But he doesn’t get to see me crumble again. Planted against the floor, screeching and defenceless with my nightgown failing to cover me is the lowest I’ll let Ayr see me fall.“Cassandra?” he adds with the rustle of grass suggesting he’s stepping forward, edging closer to me. It’s all my wolf wants, pressing and urging me to listen to the way my heart is racing. Instead, I turn to face him, using every bit of pride left to stand tall. He’s stunning. His blonde hair falls about his face in loose waves, his eyes swirling with blue and green. Wearing jet black, it is only his chainmail that glints in the light of the moon. He is every inch the Alpha. I am every inch the criminal. A rat scurrying away into the
His Unlovable Mate 17. Ayr
I followed her, intending to talk. Realizing she was in the sea, completely naked meant all conversation turned to dust. “Do not forget who you are,” I barked. I sound like a possessive fool, but I can't help myself. There's so many better ways to express that my mind can not rest until we've talked this out, but instead, I bark orders like she's Marcus.Because just like Marcus, she frustrates the hell out of me.Back in Debanne, I was only a yank of her wrist from slamming my lips back against hers. From inhaling those tingling sparks. The ones that make me feel like I’m melting and burning at the same time. Thinking of my mate is the only time I don’t have the blood-soaked images of battle lurking in the back of my mind. Her short brown hair was plastered flat against her scalp, making her cheekbones and amber eyes glint. The inky midnight sea came to just under her collarbone, reminding me of the black silk I last saw her in. “Who I am? Are you kidding!” she scoffed. “You don’
His Unlovable Mate 18. Ayr
I’m on a wing and fucking prayer here because I never really know what she’s going to do next. Considering I was still fully clothed, pinning her gloriously naked, leaf-strewn body to the floor, it would appear to a passerby I was hurting her. That couldn’t be further from the truth. When our lips brushed, my heart shuddered, to the point I worried I could just collapse on top of her. I urged, in a low mutter. “I mean it, there’s a reason.” Cassandra tilted her face to the side, preventing me from kissing her lips, so I grazed her neck with a series of firm, rough kisses. “Talk to me, or I'm assuming you want me to stop. Now.” I'll release her instantly if she's changed her mind. I’m not out of control. Not yet. “So you could try and break me? Is that the reason?She's so wrong. So I returned to adoring her bare skin."Ah Ayr, oh Goddess, Ayr,” she groaned as I withdrew back down her body, her splayed open legs still kicking at my thighs. “Knew you wanted to be caught,” I tease
His Unlovable Mate 19. Cassie
If something is too good to be true, you have to test it. There is no point believing in magic, dreams or wishes coming true. Ayr has forcibly blown my world apart. My ability to think rationally is in shreds. My mate is pure desire in every form. Not just that huge blonde figure of his, but his scent has this peculiar way of heating me. Just looking at him, even in that cold seawater, when I caught his scent, my body warmed from head to toe. The way his eyes lit up like beacons when he chased me. The pure strength in his grip, it left me breathless. Possessed and devoured by his powerful grip, but it was all for me. To make me feel like I might rocket straight off the beach. Why did the mere idea of being chased by him leave my legs weak. I dropped into those waves. My legs gave way. There was no crafty tactic behind it.Now, with his white shirt draped over me, I can study his bare, toned body and admire every inch of him. There’s a lot to take in. His huge chest is acting like
His Unlovable Mate 20. Ayr
I had her. My mate, in my arms, blissfully resting her head against my chest and I ruined it. The more desperately I reached for her, the worse the situation became. What I see as protection, she sees as imprisonment. My natural desire for facts act as confirmation to Cass that she cannot trust me. Our sparks into life when we spar. Chasing her down, I got to experience the purest form of pleasure. Hearing her break down into ragged sobs of ecstasy under my touch. Trusting me with her body, if not her heart. Is a mate meant to leave you completely off balance? What about the matebonds that are just two people living in gentle harmony? Why has the Goddess given me a mate that leaves me practically stammering a foolish offer to put her in a box and smuggle her out? I even offered to abdicate! I meant it though. Standing on that shoreline, alone with nothing but her fading scent I finally have a purpose. I’ve fought to preserve Volare for my father. For everyone who looks up to me.
His Unlovable Mate 21. Cassie
Turns out heartbreak is excellent fuel. I barely slept. Nothing matters now, only the demise of Elle. If I keep riding Pepper across the country, barely stopping for anything other than to drop off traitorous papers, then I won’t think of him. That night, on my way back to my small fishing hut, tears brimming, I ripped his white shirt from my body and shoved it underneath the heavy metal chainmail left by the shore. The next day, they were gone. Ayr didn't follow me. He’d retrieved his shit and left me the hell alone. Fine. Good. He can take his useless offer and go jump in the sea. Or into Elle’s bed. Whatever he wants to do. Playing it tough is hard when everything hurts. Being so close to him, even for just a few hours, had inflamed my wolf beyond anything I’d ever felt before. To switch off and deny that surging excitement left me battling the darkest of thoughts. Proving my innocence had never felt further away. Ayr’s doubt in me inflamed the next few leaflets. The packho
His Unlovable Mate 22. Cassie
Thundering into the night with Pepper, my first instinct is to go back into hiding.. But that option has vanished tonight. I stand out to anyone who happens to be awake at this hour, my purple gown billowing into the wind on my grey horse. Plus, I’m tired of playing dead. I was given this chance by Beta Marcus. I can’t waste it. Back when I nuzzled into the solid warmth of his chest, Ayr told me how he has just his three Betas to count on. He knows he’ll have a host of advisors during his reign, but those three are as reliable as the stars. I don’t know where he’s expecting these other advisors to come from, I heard he killed them all when he took over. I don’t have a constant, dependable person I could trust with my life. But for once it’s not making me sad. Instead, Im fresh with adrenalin from surviving whatever the hell Elle had planned for me.“Come Pep, let’s fucking do this,” I whisper, clicking my heels and pulling a sharp turn. Leaping over a series of fences I feel like
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