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.

loudly above me before crouching down next

hand then and I won’t cuff

"Deal?" he says.

won't be handcuffed, so I

at least until he removes his pants and I know he plans on using that thing between his legs

me his hand, yet I

the river before walking into

followed when he

wasn’t that deep and even sitting only came up

in his when he pulls me in

of becoming angry and trying to shove him away,

I want is to be drugged

that was

on you can I at least

you run?" I shake my head and he

the soap when Carter

back." he says softly and I do,

pouring the shampoo in his hand and setting the bottle between m y thighs.He washes my hair and rinses it out while

hurt you Macey,

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

says,

my

says, and I fight the urge to tell him to

the grass beside the river and before insisting on washing

I had to admit I loved the feel of his

touch pleasurable, sensual, yet Ido my best

soon, though, we headed

me walk yet kept a strong grip on my hand

knew that would be a stupid thing

have a surprise for you," he says, tucking me under his arm as

sun was going down now, and I looked out above all the trees, no one would hear me scream, no one would

chaining me back t o the damn bed.I move to the

had significantly dropped and this thin

shivering, grabs the blanket from the bed, draping it

chocolate will really take my mind off being kidnapped, held against my will,

I tell him, trying to muster as much excitement

before going

can, though it tasted better than the noodles and was

magnitude levels and I could see he was getting impatient with my

went so far as not allowing me water after the third time of claiming I needed to

Carter says, patting the

I open my mouth.

or go for a walk, and it isn’t cold in here," he pats the

he snarls, and I

and I feel his aura slip out, the hair on my body stands on end, yet I wasn’t completely defenseless against it