Ch. 94 - Back In His Arms

Aláine's Point of View

Kristof led me upstairs, and I have to say that I was looking forward to this. There was no other man I wanted to be with other than him. My mate. Viktor could never have measured up. Kristof was far more of a man than Viktor would have ever been.

Even before I turned and became a werewolf, I couldn't stand Viktor. No woman wants to be taken from their mate and threatened with a forced mating. It was akin to rape. Once I shifted for the first time, I felt this hideous rage and hatred towards him. It was so intense I wanted to kill him.

Now I was here with Kristof, where I wanted to be, and heading towards the bedroom. I was excited. It felt like a lifetime since I had last laid next to him. Even if nothing else happened tonight, being able to hold him and be held in his arms would suffice.

I felt almost shy when we entered the room. Kristof was still holding my hand, leading me towards the bed. When we sat down, he shucked off his socks and shoes before retak