All Chapters of The Hot Alpha’s Curvy Craving : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Sophia Two days went by faster than I wanted. I was still packing at six in the morning, throwing clothes into the suitcase without really looking at them, when the knock came. Hard. Three times. I opened the door in my sleep shirt and Kellan stood there already dressed for travel, coffee in one hand, looking at the half-packed bag like it offended him.“Move,” he said. He walked straight in, set the coffee down, and started pulling things out of my suitcase and folding them properly. “You’re taking the green dress. And the black one. And whatever else I bought that actually fits you right.”“I can pack my own stuff.”“You’re taking too long. Car’s outside. We’re leaving now.”I stared at him. “The flight isn’t until ten.”“Private jet doesn’t wait on your slow packing. Get dressed.”I wanted to argue. The words sat right there on my tongue, ready to come out, but my wolf was already pushing toward him and the suitcase was a mess anyway. So I grabbed some clothes from the chair, went

Chapter 13 SophiaThe door clicked shut behind us and the marks on my leg went crazy. It was not a small burn this time. It felt like someone had pressed a hot iron right under the bandage and left it there. I grabbed the wall with one hand and hissed through my teeth. My other hand flew to my thigh like that would stop it.Kellan dropped both bags on the floor hard enough that one of them tipped over. He turned around so fast his shoulder almost hit the light switch.“What is it now?”“They burn,” I said. My voice came out tight. “Worse than at the airport. A lot worse.”He yanked his sleeve up without asking. The black lines on his arm had gone darker. They looked almost alive, pulsing in the exact same rhythm as the ones on my leg. We both stared at them for a few seconds. The room felt smaller already.He looked at the big bed in the middle of the suite like it had said something rude.“We are sharing that,” he said.“I can take the couch.”“No.”“Kellan, it is fine. I have slept

Chapter 15 Sophia I stared up at him in that gray light with his forehead still pressed to mine and his body heavy on top of me and the words he just said hanging between us like they had weight. My heart was slamming so hard I could feel it in my throat. The marks on my leg were burning in the same rhythm as his breathing and every single part of me wanted to say yes right then. My wolf was already pushing so hard I had to dig my fingers into the sheets to keep from grabbing him and pulling him closer. But the other part of me, the part that still remembered standing in front of the whole pack while Ryder rejected me and then watching Kellan claim me like it fixed everything, that part would not shut up.I put both hands on his chest and pushed. Not hard. Just enough that he felt it. He went still right away. His eyes stayed locked on mine but he did not move closer. The pressure of him against my thigh stayed there, thick and hot, but he waited.“No,” I said. My voice came out ro

Chapter 17SophiaI looked at him after I said it and watched the words land. His eyes went darker than they already were and his throat moved when he swallowed. The marks on my leg still pulsed but the sharpest edge of the ache had shifted into something heavier now that I had asked for exactly what I wanted and nothing more.“Nothing else,” I repeated so there was no room for mistakes. “Just you inside me. You stay still once you’re there. I move if I want to move. You don’t thrust. You don’t flip me. You don’t try for more. Clear?”“Clear.” His voice came out rough and low. “I hear you.”He shifted closer on the bed and the heat of him pressed against my thigh again. I spread my legs a little more and felt the head of him brush against me. He was still hard from before and slick from both of us. He didn’t rush. He lined himself up carefully and the blunt pressure settled right where I needed it most. My breath caught. His did too.“Slowly,” I said.“I know.”He pushed forward the s

Chapter 19 Sophia The knock slammed into the door three times hard enough to rattle the frame and rip us right out of the quiet we had barely found. We froze with him still deep inside me and the bond marks on my leg throbbing like they were alive. My heart jumped into my throat. His chest heaved against mine.“Fuck,” he muttered against my lips. “Not now.”I pushed at his shoulders and he pulled out slow, every thick inch dragging wet heat through me until I was empty and aching for it again. The second he left my body the marks flared hotter, pissed off and greedy. He rolled away, grabbed his pants off the floor, and yanked them on while I dragged the sheet around myself with hands that still shook.The knock came again, louder, impatient.He walked to the door, jaw tight, and opened it just enough to block any view of the bed. A deep voice outside started talking about pack business and some border report that could not wait. He cut the man off sharp and low, told him to leave th