All Chapters of Bound By A Dare, Rejected By The Alpha: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Dominic Rosie says nothing, but her body speaks volumes.And mine? It listens. Goddess, it fucking answers.The second Rosie moves into me, presses against me like she belongs there, it's like scratching an itch that's been burning under my skin for years. The heat of her cheek on my neck makes my knees nearly give out. Her scent floods me, vanilla and coconut and I'm lost.When my lips meet her neck, it isn't calculated. It's instinct, a maddening addiction. Like a man crawling through the desert, finally tasting water for the first time in a really long while.And fuck, does she taste divine.She clutches my collar tight, her lips crash against mine, and I break. There's nothing composed about this kiss, only hunger, days of want and denial, pure masculine need surging through my veins. My hands roam slowly along her waist, memorizing every curve, every gasp, every tremble in her body like it's a scripture. I unhook her sports bars with one flick , and when I cup her bare breasts

ROSIEXylus is the best. Tell me-why else would I sleep on the couch and wake up in bed?Yesterday was refreshing-I mean, tears, a brotherly hug, and an early bedtime. But my alarm reminds me there's more to life than sobs and sniffles.Half-awake, half-asleep, I rub the crust from my dried eyes and complete my morning routine like a zombie. Remind me again why I have to wake up? I ask myself, and that tiny voice in my head answers right back-because you finally got your dream internship you were literally dying for?Yeah, right. I head downstairs, my nose immediately picks up the spicy aroma of bacon and eggs, my stomach churning right on time to remind me of the single doughnut I had yesterday.True to it, Xylus has his back to me, hands moving over the gas stove. He has on another one of his annoying chef caps and an outrageously long apron. I roll my eyes, a grin forming as I step into the kitchen."Remind me to get rid of your ugly collection of aprons and caps in the future.""

Ashton's POVRosie was storming off the pack house when I had bumped into her.My arms caught her before she could fall.She was shaking. I held her arms to steady her."Whoa there." I said with a soft grin. "Didn't expect to catch you running from detention like a fugitive."She blinked at me. "I... I didn't mean to... I was just..." She stammered.'You look like someone who survived her first detention." I said gently.I didn't ask questions. I felt that since this was the first time she's serving punishment, it could be very difficult.Unplanned, I swept her off her feet.We were bestfriends, of course, my job is to always lighten up the mood. "Ashton, what are you d-?". She gasped."Taking you somewhere safe." I chuckled. Obviously, my room. She didn't resist, good girl. She just relaxed. She trusted me.I had gotten to my room, after the stares of couple of stunned pack members who probably wondered what the hell was going on.My warm, cozy, dimly-lit room.I placed her gently

ROSIEXylus is the best. Tell me-why else would I sleep on the couch and wake up in bed?Yesterday was refreshing-I mean, tears, a brotherly hug, and an early bedtime. But my alarm reminds me there's more to life than sobs and sniffles.Half-awake, half-asleep, I rub the crust from my dried eyes and complete my morning routine like a zombie. Remind me again why I have to wake up? I ask myself, and that tiny voice in my head answers right back-because you finally got your dream internship you were literally dying for?Yeah, right. I head downstairs, my nose immediately picks up the spicy aroma of bacon and eggs, my stomach churning right on time to remind me of the single doughnut I had yesterday.True to it, Xylus has his back to me, hands moving over the gas stove. He has on another one of his annoying chef caps and an outrageously long apron. I roll my eyes, a grin forming as I step into the kitchen."Remind me to get rid of your ugly collection of aprons and caps in the future.""

Ashton's POVRosie was storming off the pack house when I had bumped into her.My arms caught her before she could fall.She was shaking. I held her arms to steady her."Whoa there." I said with a soft grin. "Didn't expect to catch you running from detention like a fugitive."She blinked at me. "I... I didn't mean to... I was just..." She stammered.'You look like someone who survived her first detention." I said gently.I didn't ask questions. I felt that since this was the first time she's serving punishment, it could be very difficult.Unplanned, I swept her off her feet.We were bestfriends, of course, my job is to always lighten up the mood. "Ashton, what are you d-?". She gasped."Taking you somewhere safe." I chuckled. Obviously, my room. She didn't resist, good girl. She just relaxed. She trusted me.I had gotten to my room, after the stares of couple of stunned pack members who probably wondered what the hell was going on.My warm, cozy, dimly-lit room.I placed her gently