RonanThe pack house blurred past us. Stairs, hallways, the distant murmur of voices that died the moment they saw their Alpha carrying his mate like she might disappear. I didn't stop. Didn't acknowledge them. The third floor was silent, reserved for me, and I took the last flight two stairs at a time, her fingers curling into my shirt.The door swung wide, hinges groaning, and I crossed the threshold into the alpha chambers. The room smelled like cedar and night air. The bed was huge, dark sheets rumpled from this morning, and I made it in four strides.I threw her onto the mattress.She bounced once, hair spilling across the pillows, eyes flashing with that specific fire she only got when I outmaneuvered her. Her legs pressed together. Her chest heaved. The shirt... my shirt, rode up her thighs."You're going to sleep," I said, and heard the Alpha command threading through the words without meaning to.Her chin lifted. "And you're going to—""I'm going to fuck you to sleep. So you
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