The Alpha's Obsession: His Forced Mate
I remind her, and she grins.
“We are not ordinary.” She shoots back. “We are Mad Alphas. And I am mad for you.” She stands on her tiptoes and presses her soft lips to mine, a jolt shooting through me as I accept her sweet invitation. She breaks away too soon, always too damn soon, and gives me a sly grin.
“Are you ready to move onto the next chapter of our lives?” She asks with a gleam in her eyes.
At this very moment, Allen is standing in the center of the courtyard tied to his post, awaiting his punishment. Or rather, his death. I give her a gentle nod. A mixture of relief, excitement, and a heavy cloud settling over me.