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.

sighs loudly above me before

hand then and I won’t cuff you," he

"Deal?" he says.

handcuffed, so I

at least until he removes his pants and I know he

me his hand, yet I don’t remove my

leads me to the river before walking into

followed when

deep and even sitting only came up to

hand still in his when he

to shove him away, I allow it;

is to be drugged while he has his way with

the shampoo that was

on you can I at least have my

my head and he lets

start lathering my skin with the soap when Carter

says softly and I

turns me back before pouring the shampoo in his hand and setting the bottle between m y thighs.He

you Macey,

making me submit doesn’t fall into that category? Yet when he unclasped my bra.I growl

Carter says,

tugs on my

be shy about," he says, and I fight the urge to tell him

tosses m y bra to the grass beside the river

not wanting him to, I had to admit I loved the feel of his hands on my

pleasurable, sensual, yet Ido my best to

too soon, though, we headed back to the

grip on my hand as if he thought I

knew that would be a stupid thing on my

under his arm

above all the trees, no one would hear me scream, no one would know

the damn bed.I move to the front of

had significantly dropped and this thin night dress was hardly

me shivering, grabs the blanket from the bed, draping

with a block of chocolate.I blink at him, yep chocolate will really take my mind off being kidnapped, held against my will,

to

before

can, though it tasted

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

allowing me water after the third time of claiming

Carter says, patting

I open my mouth.

it isn’t cold in here," he pats the bed and I look back at the fire, earning a

snarls, and

patience is running very thin Macey," he growls and I feel his aura slip out, the hair on my body stands on