She is mine.

Natasha's POV 

Holy smokes! This was too hot.  

My cheeks burned as I tried to wiggle away from him.  But he had me trapped against the car so all I did was wiggle against him. I could feel him everywhere. His hard muscles contracted and pulsed against me. His hot breath burned a sweet trail on my neck.  

When his tongue licked that sweet spot on my neck, I knew I was done for. My legs buckled and I had to hold him for support.  

This wasn't right.  

I had barely gotten divorced. It was all happening too fast and I needed to put a stop before I did something impulsive and regretted it.  

I had been impulsive in my relationship with Matt. I trusted that he loved me. That he wanted me. I gave up my top honors degree, gave up on my late parents' research, and took up a job in the Pack's lab just so I could stay close and be with him.

The sacrifices I made for that bastard were all wasted! 

I was wrong. 

And look where that led me.  

No matter how hot and sexy and how wild Alpha Micheal drives me, I couldn't be impulsive too. Once bitten, twice damned shy.  

"I'm sorry," I forced out, trying to get him off me despite wanting him to touch me some more. I almost wanted to darn it to hell, get into his car, and spread myself open for him to see.  

For him to devour.  

A shudder ripped through my entire body at the thought.  

"Natasha-"

"Can I think about it?" I blurted, unable to think properly when his hand moved over my ass and began fondling.  "P-Please?" 

He stepped away with a deep feral growl that had my insides trembling. 

"Fine.” He grunted, running his hand through his hair.  Those luscious locks looked so thick, I wanted to touch them and feel them run against my fingers. He gestured at the open car door and muttered. "I'll drop you off, darling. I'll have to spend my time convincing you, shouldn't I? You did ask me not to hold back last night. " 

I flushed at his words and the double entendre in his words. I had acted like some sort of crazy slut. 

"I'm sorry." 

He took my hand and placed a kiss on my fingers. It seared into my skin and I made a little noise of surprise in my throat at how good that felt.  

"No, I am sorry. Sorry that I hadn't found you earlier before my jackass of a nephew did."

I snickered at these words. Jackass did not do Matt enough justice.  

"Thank you, Alpha," I said. 

"Michael," He said gruffly. "This will be the last time you'll address me as Alpha." 

I gave a meek nod and slipped into the vehicle. I told him I'd like to be dropped off at Sofia's Cafe. I didn't exactly have a place to stay and I wasn't sure where to go next. 

"I'll see you tonight," Michael murmured, placing a chaste kiss on my cheeks.  

"Uhm-"

"No objections." He ordered.  "I'll pick you up, wherever you are." 

I watched him drive off before rushing into the Cafe to tell Sofia the entire story.  

"No way!" She whispered, shell-shocked.  

"Do I look like I would make this up?" 

"Maybe you're too traumatized by the divorce and you hallucinated?” Sofia giggled, and I laughed along with her.  

"Considering he grabbed my ass, I'm very sure I did not hallucinate him." 

"Holy smokes, what now?" 

"I don't know," I groaned, dragging a hand down my face.  "I have no idea what to do right now. Everything's too fast. I can't just get married to a man I have never met before. That's crazy." 

Sofia gave me a pointed look. "You did sleep with him though." 

"I was drunk," I defended.  

"Look, maybe you shouldn't overthink this. You're mated to him. I don't think it's supposed to be complicated at all." 

I shook my head. "I was married to his nephew as of this morning. I can't just hop from one man to another. What if the mate bond expires?" 

Sofia guffawed and rolled her eyes. "The mate bond doesn't expire, Crazy. Or does it?" 

"What if we aren't compatible? What if I mess things up for him?"

"Natasha-"

"Do you not realize how terrifying this is? I will be Luna if I get married to him. I'll be the Luna of a pack. My pack! I can't be Luna. I don't know the first thing about running a pack." 

Sofia sighed. "Okay, okay, stop freaking out.” 

"I can't help but freak out!" I yelled, covering my face, feeling a bit overwhelmed. 

"You know what you need?" 

I looked at her, hoping that she understood the mess I felt more than I did. "What?" 

"A time out," Sofia said. "You should come stay in my pack for a while. Sort out your feelings and then decide what to do. Without the Alpha meddling." 

I pursed my lips and sighed. "Sofia, I love you. Do you always have to be right?" 

She giggled. "Besides, Zephyr would love to have you over."

"It's settled then." 

I sent an email to the Research Lab requesting a few days off to clear my head after the divorce, and that afternoon, with a few clothes packed, I traveled the two-hour journey between our packs to Zephyr's pack.  

Sofia took me to meet the Alpha almost immediately. He was quite attractive. His eyes were the kindest green I had ever seen. His curly blonde hair was shoulder-length and lay around him in waves. I tried not to have the breath knocked out of me when he rose from behind his desk and stalked towards us.  

All he did was stare at me in awe as if I were an object that mesmerized him.  

Sofia cleaned her throat, her lips pulled in a tight smile.  "Alpha Zephyr, this is my friend, Natasha. She'll be staying in the pack for a couple of uhm... Days?"

"Natasha." He mumbled, his voice deep and soothing. I tried to curtsy, but he held my arm instead, still staring at me wide-eyed. 

I shuffle awkwardly on my feet, licking my lips nervously.  

He let out a hum before speaking. "You can stay as long as you want." 

The door to his office flew open and a pissed Michael stormed in.  

"No, she will not!"