Izzy quickly throws on a pair of jeans and a plain white t-shirt before joining Carter in the living room. He is leaning against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest as he waits for her. As soon as she enters, his eyes immediately roam over her body, causing heat to spread through her. “Ready?” he asks, holding out his hand. She hesitates for a moment before taking it. She can’t deny that Carter is drawing her in, and her brain is nonstop sending her warning messages. They make their way to a small local restaurant that serves some of the best seafood in town. As they sit down at their table, Izzy can’t help but feel slightly nervous. Thankfully, though, the restaurant looks ordinary. It also helps that Carter start talking to her about the pack, some of his missions, and his family, who've never really been present in his life. Soon, Izzy finds herself being comfortable. There is a certain quality in his voice, the way his eyes light up, that somehow, begrudgingly, mesmerize

Izzy takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what the alpha is about to say or react. Based on the knotting of his brows and the way his muscles tense, it is not good. “What? Why not?” he asks incredulously. Yet, she needs to say it. She can’t surrender her freedom just to become his Luna. She also never asked for the position. “I never dreamed of becoming a Luna.” “Do you have any idea that a lot of women have coveted the position? Now, I am throwing the opportunity at you. Don’t you think you are lucky?!” Izzy stands her ground, refusing to back down even in the face of the powerful alpha’s anger. She knows that she is risking everything by going against his wishes, but she cannot let go of her principles and values. “I am not included in the standards of those women, alpha,” she says firmly. “I am ordinary. I just want to live my life with no issues.” “Just live outside your—” he starts to say before Izzy cuts him off. “And I don’t want to do that.” “Huh?” he asks, his ey

Izzy takes a deep breath and tries to calm herself down. She knows she should leave, but the pull towards Alpha Landon is too strong. He perfectly fits her fantasy of a man that she will want — muscular, fit and dominant. And now that she’s so close to him, she can’t help but notice every detail of his physique. She bites her lip nervously, trying to hide her feelings of mingled desire and fear. She feels like he can see right through her, and it makes her want to squirm in her seat. “Please, let me go,” she pleads, trying to sound firm. “I promise I will return tomorrow morning.” “I told you to stay,” Alpha Landon answers. Against her better judgment, she stays seated as he releases her wrist and leans back into his chair. “You don’t trust me,” he states flatly. “Even if I am both your alpha and your mate.” “It’s not that,” Izzy replies defensively. “It’s just... I barely know you.” “That’s exactly the reason why I am asking you to stay the night with me.” Instead of answering

Oh yes, she will, she thinks. More than being her mate, she wants so much to give service to her alpha. And so, without hesitation, Izzy leans down and takes him into her mouth. She runs her tongue along the length of him, exploring every inch of him with eager curiosity. Landon's hips buck upward involuntarily as Izzy continues to pleasure him. Her hands are now caressing his thighs and hips, reveling in the feeling of his muscular body beneath her touch. "Fuck," Landon groans as he throws his head back onto the pillows. The sight of Izzy pleasuring him is almost too much for him to handle. But then she does something unexpected — she stops and sits up, licking her lips seductively as she gazes down at him. She crawls on top of him, her lips glistening with his arousal as she gazes at Landon. Her eyes are dark with desire and her breathing is ragged as she takes in the sight of him. His body is taut and glistening with sweat, his muscles rippling under her touch. Landon groans,

Izzy’s heart races as she reaches up to Landon, pulling him back in for another kiss. She can feel his desire for her growing with each passing second, and it only fuels her own longing for him. Her fingers dig into his broad shoulders as she deepens the kiss, pouring all of her desires for him into the kiss. Landon responds eagerly, his hands running down her back and pulling her closer to him. Izzy can feel the muscles in his arms as they hold her tightly, and she marvels at how strong and powerful he is. Their tongues play together in a dance of desire, exploring each other’s mouths with a hunger that cannot be quenched. Izzy moans softly into the kiss, unable to control the intense sensations coursing through her body. Feeling emboldened by their passionate embrace, she pushes at Landon and straddles him on the ground. She can feel his toned stomach against hers as she sits on his lap, feeling more confident with each passing moment. Landon moves his hands to grip onto her hips,