Triplets for the Alpha CEO
Bridgett
"And that includes you."
His breath ghosted over my skin, hot and possessive. I shivered, unable to help it. The air between us crackled with a tension that was partly fear, partly gratitude, and mostly something else—something primal that I refused to name.
I turned in his arms, pushing against his chest to create space. "I am not a possession, Jordan. You can’t just claim people like you claim companies."
"Can’t I?" He arched a dark eyebrow, his eyes still swirling with the remnants of his wolf's gold. "I just defended our cubs. I just kicked my VP out of my house for you. In my world, Bridgett, that is a claim."
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