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Eleven

Author: S.H. Winters
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-20 15:52:31

Blake’s Pov

“Touch her again,” I heard Ridge say, his voice like gravel sliding over stone. It was low enough that it didn’t carry far, but sharp enough to cut the air clean through, “and you’ll spend the rest of the day trying to remember how to use your damn hands.”

I wasn't sure how to describe this man's voice as originally as possible, but maybe if you knew Rio from the series Good Girls, you would understand what I meant. His voice had a deep, mellow tone that stayed calm and even, rarely rising; even in tense situations, like this one, when he just said something that sounded like a warning and a promise at the same time, with a calculative confidence.

Peach froze, her eyes wide now, her mouth working like she wanted to say something, argue, maybe, but couldn’t find the words.

Ridge didn’t squeeze her wrist, no. He didn’t yank it, or even raise his voice.

He didn’t have to.

His presence filled the aisle, turned it into something smaller, tighter, hotter.

I could feel it thrum
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    Blake’s Pov Ridge’s hands tightened slightly on my arms; not enough to hurt, just enough to remind me of whose I was. Who I belonged to. His. “I’m not running,” I said softly, not trusting myself to move. “Really?” His voice was a low rumble, his nose brushing against the curve of my neck like he was inhaling me. “Then why does it feel like I’m chasing you every damn minute?” I swallowed hard. “Because I needed time.” “You’ve had all day,” he murmured, lips brushing my skin so lightly it was barely a kiss. “You spent it with my sisters, in my house, avoiding your mate, while I walked around like a wolf on a leash.” I turned slightly, just enough to meet his eyes. He looked raw. Unfiltered. “Blake,” he said, my name wrapped in warning and want. “I’m not asking you to forget. I’m just asking you to stop pushing me away when I’m trying to pull you closer.” My heart thundered. I wanted to fold into him. God, I wanted to let it go. But I also needed to stand my ground. “I’m not re

  • The Bridge To The Alpha’s Human Mate   Seventy Six

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  • The Bridge To The Alpha’s Human Mate   Seventy Four

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