It's Wrong

Alexandra POV

“Please be okay,” I pleaded as I ran towards him.

How did that tree just fall without a storm or a breath of wind?

“Get back!” Enzo growled.

“There’s a tree on you!”

The veins in his neck bulged against his skin as he struggled to push the thick tree trunk off him. The end of the tree stopped short of the front porch. That’s how long the tree was.

 “Don’t be so stubborn, let me help you…” I paused. “I’ll go for help.”

“No, no!” Enzo barked. “Just get back.”

What’s he thinking?!

I was in full panic mode. My skin was tight and tense, my forehead pounded from the stress of seeing him pinned to the ground. I stepped back and stepped right on a raised object in the dirt.

I hissed, but didn’t scream.

Enzo panted heavily. “Alex, I need you to move. Get back to the porch.”

I swallowed hard. “You can’t stay like this.”

“I need you to trust me.” His voice was soft, but the pain was still evident.

I nodded and did as I was told. There was no way my feeble human self could even attempt to move a tree that size. Just my luck, the Supreme Alpha was going to die on my watch. I’ll be beheaded without question.

Ellis couldn’t get me out of this one. I might have to go rogue and change my name. The shifter world would want my blood for this one!

Enzo gripped the wood and growled. He growled so loudly the burst that had resettled in their nests after the tree fell bolted into the sky. I gasped as the tree rose from his body. He raised his torso and slipped his arms beneath the trunk. A gap formed between tree and limbs. Enzo shoved the tree. It flew over five feet and landed with an earth-trembling thud.

He got to his feet as if he hadn’t been trapped by a tree. I hurried over to him. An ugly red stain stained his abdomen. I reached out to touch the sore part, but he grabbed my wrist.

I met his gaze. He was furious!

He tugged me forward and hoisted me off the ground. He threw me over his shoulder and marched to the house.

“What are you doing?” I screamed. “You’re hurt.”

He grunted, but didn’t stop.

“Are you crazy?”

“You’re the one who ran out barefoot in a t-shirt. I’m the crazy one?”

He set me down, and I slapped his chest. “I can’t believe you!”

Enzo stared at me, bewildered.

“I ran out there because you got hurt! Now you’re scolding me for walking out in a shirt? Are you nuts?”

He grabbed my wrists to stop me from moving. 

“What if someone was out there?”

I paused for a second as I processed what came out of his mouth.

“You must have a concussion, Enzo. You’re not thinking straight. I need to call your pack doctor. You need a freaking brain scan.”

He tugged me closer and growled. “You know the way you address me without my title would get most people killed.”

He picked me up and tossed me on the chair. Instead of cowering at his magnificent frame, I opened my legs and welcomed his position between them.

Another boundary crossed.

Every muscle in him tensed. My breathing got harder with need.

“Are you going to kill me?” I asked.

His eyes roamed to my lips.

“No.”

“What are you going to do?”

He closed his lips on mine. It set off an explosion of tingles and sparks on my skin. He gripped my jaw and thoroughly kissed me. My hands slipped around his back and caressed his thick back muscles.

This was what I wanted. I wanted to taste the forbidden. I craved the taboo. I raised my hips to his crotch. This wasn’t the control of my heat. I just wanted this drop-dead gorgeous man. No man who’d ever caught my eye could rival the way he set my skin on fire.

He broke the kiss and groaned. “You’re a fucking tease.”

He burned his face on my neck. His tongue toyed with my flesh.

“You like that?” He grunted. “Tell me you like that, Alexandra.”

“I like it… No, I love it. I want more. I need more.”

I ground my sensitive spot against the growing bulge in his pants. I moved closer and harder, craving the cool metal of his zipper. I was damp between my legs. I needed something to take me over the edge.

“Fuck you’re so good,” Enzo growled.

He slapped a hand on my hip and squeezed.

I moaned and saw stars begin to manifest.

“Enzo, I want you. Don’t make me wait,” I pleaded.

“Are you ready?” He growled.

“Find out for yourself,” I replied

His hand travelled from my hip to my bikini line. He was so close to the little puddle that was created just for him. I could almost feel his touch on my clit. Then he stopped suddenly.

My eyes popped open in surprise.

He rolled off me and stood. “Shit.”

I sat up, disappointment settling in my gut. “Why did you stop?”

“I crossed a line, Alexandra,” he said.

“So did I.”

“You don’t understand. I can’t do this!”

I scoffed. “Of course you can’t. You know what, I’ve had males treat me like a fetish before. They want to taste, and when they do, they leave. I thought you were too old for those games.”

I stood, but he grabbed my arm before I could storm off.

“Who did that?” He demanded.

“It doesn’t matter! You’re one of them, though.”

“This isn’t some fetish, Alex. I’m twenty years older than you! My daughter’s a year younger than you!”

“Your daughter, the bitch who wants me dead,” I rolled my eyes.

Normally, I wouldn’t have the courage to speak to the Supreme Alpha like this, but there was something about Enzo that made me comfortable and safe. Ever since I met him, I was drawn to him not just because of his good looks, but he felt like a safety net made of rubber.

 I shouldn’t want him, but I do.

“This is wrong. I shouldn’t have kissed you.”

I frowned. “I shouldn’t have come here. I shouldn’t have taken your deal.”

I didn’t have much when I came here. I spotted my bag on the coffee table.

“I’m leaving,” I declared.

“You don’t have to go. Your heat isn’t over yet.”

I dug into the bag for my phone.

“That’s none of your business, Supreme Alpha.”

“Alexandra,” he sighed.

I still loved the way my name rolled off his tongue.

There were over seventeen missed calls from Emmie.

She must have heard about the chase. I called her back immediately.

“You’re alive!” Emmie screamed.

“Of course. I’m fine. It’s been a crazy night—”

“Xavier is looking for you.”

“What? For me?”

“Yes!” She screamed into the phone. “He heard about the chase and he’s frantically looking for you.”