Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

"I’m sorry," I tell him, yet those words tasted like poison on my tongue.

He smirks before turning back t o rummage through the backpack.He pulls out a silkie slip dress.He tosses it at me and it lands on the bed.

I pick it up, holding it up.

Hardly practical, but better than a bra and underwear.

"Don’t suppose you bought underwear?" I ask him.

"You don’t need them," he says and I chew my lip.

I suddenly wished I had a period. I bet he would change his tune then.

Carter comes over to me and passes me a muesli bar.

I tried to unwrap it, however, my fingers were not cooperating properly, yet I had a good chunk of my mobility left, though I was a little worried about trekking in the woods like this.

Carter takes it from m e and opens it, peeling back the wrapper before handing it back to me.

"You should have all your feeling back soon," he tells me as he kneels next to the bed.

He pulls my legs to the edge of the bed, rubbing the sides of them before gripping my ankle.He takes the key from around his neck and undoes the padlock before rubbing my ankle.

I watch him.

If only he wasn’t a psycho, I could get used to the tingles from the mate bond, the way my heart raced when he was close, his intoxicating scent.

If only he wasn’t responsible for destroying so many lives, I may have come to love him, yet the bond yearned and called out for him despite my mind knowing I couldn’t keep him.

But that didn’t stop me wishing things were different, so I could.

"Can you wiggle your toes?" he asks and I try.

They move to his satisfaction, and he smiles before leaning down and kissing the top of my foot.

"I can carry you.It isn’t far," he tells me, placing my foot down before walking over and grabbing the backpack.

He places two towels in it and the bag of toiletries before tossing it over his shoulder.He then scoops me up and heads for the door.

Carter was right, it wasn’t far, yet the moment he set me down, he rummaged through the bag and produced the handcuffs.

I didn't see him slip in the bag.I growl  fold my arms.

"Macey!" he snaps and I glare daggers at him.

Carter sighs and glances around at the river that flowed slowly.

"Macey, give me your hand,"

"I won’t run, you would catch me if I did," I tell him and he seems to think for a second.

I lean forward and grab the bag at his feet and rummage through it grabbing out a bar of soap.

And some shampoo.

above me before crouching down

my hand then and I won’t

"Deal?" he says.

least I won't be handcuffed, so I nod my

can’t help but admire his toned body, at least until he removes his pants and I know he plans on using that thing between his

offers me his hand, yet I don’t remove my bra and

river before walking into the

followed when he sat

water wasn’t that deep and even

him, my hand still in his when he pulls me

and trying to shove him away, I

to be drugged while he has his way with

takes the shampoo that was tucked in under my

am sitting on you can I at least have my

you run?" I shake my head

my skin with the soap when Carter grips my hair and turns me sideways on his

head back." he says softly and I do, letting him wet

hand and setting the bottle between m y

hurt you Macey, relax,"

category? Yet when he unclasped my bra.I growl at

Carter says, producing

my arm, covering

and I

the grass beside the river and before insisting

to, I had to admit I loved the feel

makes his touch pleasurable, sensual, yet Ido my best to

soon, though, we headed

yet kept a strong grip on my hand as if he thought I would

knew that would be a stupid thing on my

says, tucking me under his arm as we climb the last incline to the

the trees, no one would hear me scream, no one would know I was out here if

the damn bed.I move to the front of the fireplace,

and this thin night dress

blanket from the bed,

blink at him, yep chocolate will really take my mind off being kidnapped, held

tell him, trying to muster as

chuffs before going

can, though it tasted better than the noodles

amped up to magnitude levels and I could see he was getting impatient with my excuses of

me water after the

Carter says, patting the

I open my mouth.

for a walk, and it isn’t cold

snarls, and I look at

aura slip out, the hair on my body stands