บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Forbidden Obsession : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 18

Although it had taken some time to get my wolf under control, we were now in complete agreement. As much as he wanted Josette, he now understood the consequences of being with a human, and the Alpha in him wouldn't let anything jeopardize his future position. There might be a few moments of weakness, but overall he was mostly under my control. The issue now rested squarely on my shoulders. The time I spent away, trying to distance myself from her, all seemed for nothing the moment I laid my eyes on her at the bonfire. I'd left to avoid temptation because I wasn't sure how much longer I could be around her and not claim her. It seemed like the safer option. But then, she followed me and got lost in the woods. I followed her, watching silently as she called out for help and tried to find her way back to the party. Then Johnny showed up, complicating things. I'd scented him in the air long before she saw him. He'd been out for a run, and I'd hope

"You bitch," she sneered, catching me off guard. I knew she didn't like me; her hatred ran deeper than I'd realized. "Don't think Evander gives a fuck about you. You're just a pity case to him, and once he's done with you, he'll discard you like trash." She finished, her voice dripping with malice, and turned to leave. I stood there, my mouth wide open, wondering what the hell just happened. I finished up and went back to the table to find Trish seated in my seat, her hands on Evander. What the hell?"I hope you don't mind, Evander and I have a lot to catch up on." She flashed me a sweet smile; her perfectly manicured nail traced patterns on his arm. I threw her an equally sweet smile, trying to hide my annoyance. "Go ahead. I was just leaving." As I reached for my food tray, she 'accidentally' spilled her iced tea on me. "Oops." She mock gasped. Evander handed me a napkin, and I frantically dabbed at the spi

His hands gripped my hair as he pulled me closer, my back arching as he devoured my lips. I moan into his mouth, my hips starting to move again, a slow, tortuous roll that has him groaning against my lips. I can feel how wet I am, my arousal soaking through my panties, leaving a damp spot on the front of his jeans.His hands tighten on my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as they roam my body, each touch sending sparks of pleasure through me. "Josette." He groans my name, and I whimper, molding my front to his, needing him. Heat starts to build up in my core, and I increase my rhythm, my hips jerking, and just when I couldn't take it anymore, he grips my hips, his fingers digging deep, and shoves me aside. The car door swings open, and she storms out into the night. I sit there, chest heaving as I watch him pace the sidewalk, tugging harshly on his hair."Fuck." He shouts, the sound echoing into the darkness. I make a move to leave the car, but he stops me. "Stay in the car." He

I hadn’t meant to stop the car, but her words hit a nerve I hadn’t known was raw. My hands jerked the wheel, and we skidded to the shoulder, gravel crunching under the tires. And before I knew it, I'd picked her up and settled her into my lap, and she fit me perfectly, almost like she belonged there. And gods help me, she did. Her weight settled on my thighs, her legs bracketing my hips. My hands instinctively went to her waist, holding her steady as she looked at me with those eyes—so full of fire and softness it made my chest ache. “Jealous?” I repeated her accusation, scoffing, but my voice betrayed me. “I have no reason to be jealous of him.” I leaned in until her breath mingled with mine. “If I wanted to, I’d have you.” “But you can’t,” she whispered, her voice a shaky defiance that only made me want her more. “We’re just friends.” “Friends,” I repeated, the word like ash in my mouth. And still, neither of us pulled away. Her lips brushed mine, a whisper of contact that ha