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“My father’s Beta’s tried. Gamma’s tried. Elders have tried. No one’s been able to pull him back once he gets that far. You…” He held her gaze. “You did.” She busied herself with the monitor, fingers tapping through alarm logs. “Unfinished mate-bond,” she said. “Neurological imprinting. Proximity exposure. It’s not complicated.” “It’s never happened before,” he said. “Not like that.” “Then consider this your first,” she said. He searched her face. “It rattled you.” “No,” she said instantly. “Yes,” he countered. His voice was steadier now, the wolf muzzled for the moment. “You came in without scrubs. No mask. Hair damp. You ran.”

For the first time this night, she dared to speak in his presence. "I-Im not ready for this" She spoke overwhelmed by the rush of uninvited sensations throughout her body. But it was too late for him to even laid an ear to any of these words ... not that he was willing to. Her sweet smell had already contaminated his senses. Like every time he was swapped out of his surrounding world and thrown into some magical state of being inevitably intoxicated by his wife.

She curls into me, crawling deeper into my lap. “Can we just pretend we’re still mated” she whispers, tugging at my shirt. She seemed so small, like she did after Audrey disappeared. She seemed like a pup, her fingers curling around my shirt. Her body shook lightly, me feeling my shirt becoming wet as tears started to soak the material. "Yeah, um sure" I whispered, taking her scent in. The mating pull was continuously making me want to take her back, love her, mate her once again.

I said slowly, “maintain your dignity. If you have nothing useful to say, leave and what promises are you talking about cause I never make promises.” Her smile flickered. Hurt flashed in her eyes, real for half a second and then vanished. The smile returned, brighter, and faker. She let the coat slip from her arm and it pooled on the floor. Underneath? Practically nothing. Black lace. Barely there. Garters. Stockings. Heels that made her legs look endless. She stepped between my knees. Hands on my shoulders. Leaned down until her breasts were almost in my face. “I can make you remember,” she whispered. Voice desperate now. Passionate. “I can be whatever you want. Better than her. I know what

Our Impenetrable Love Chapter 13 SOFTLY applying her foundation on her face with a damp beauty blender, Genevieve has never been more excited to go out, dress up, and do her makeup more extravagantly. Today is no special day for her. It’s just an errands day–aka, the day where she gets to go out after being at home for more than three weeks. She also applies light makeup whenever she works, pero iba pa rin talaga kapag siya na mismo ang lalabas sa bahay para may gawin. Her agenda for the day is stocking up on groceries for another 2-3 weeks, paying her bills, and hopefully going shopping for new clothes or items around the house.

if it wasn’t for the evil glint in her eyes, I would have thought she was really happy to see me well dressed. She fussed over me for quite some time; doing my makeup, hairdo and making me wear jewelry. My heartbeat accelerated with every passing minute. One thing was sure, she wanted to take me somewhere outside. “This scent will create an illusion in Kevin’s mind that you are his mate.” She said, spraying something from a glass bottle all over my dress. My heart skipped a beat when I heard this. She wanted Kevin to believe that I was his mate but why? “What if he sees through the illusion?”

Whenever I try to call her, it died on the other side. I am losing my persistence day by day. Lots of questions popped onto my mind. I clearly remember when she said she is not good at driving, neither swimming although she had a huge interest in these two fields and one day she will definitely try it for good. What if she trapped in these messes? After all, getting into trouble is one of her passion. Harry--- just think positive. Nothing would have happened to her. Even though I am convincing myself for good, I can't help but worry a lot about her. I eagerly waited for these days to come, but when it came she is nowhere to see.

she said with so much conviction. I gave her a questioning look, asking with my eyes if she was sure, she nodded and then stretched out her hand more as though she was impatient to get it over with. I closed my eyes, my fangs began to grow out, breathed in hard, and then, I marked her.

And utterly captivating. I stood in the doorway, watching her. The matebond, a constant, low-grade hum in my blood, began to intensify. It wasn't a scream of panic or fear like before. It was a pull. A deep, magnetic, and utterly undeniable draw. It whispered of her strength, her fire, her unique, intoxicating scent of jasmine and that strange, electric energy.

I pin her gently between my arms The scent of sweet vanilla and hints of honey attacks my senses. It knocks my breath away, and beyond my control, I press my head even closer to hers. Her scent is beyond intoxicating; I want more of her. And as I listen, I hear her soft rapid breaths singing like music in my ear. There are tingles of pleasure running down my spine, something beyond what I have ever experienced with a woman before.