The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 106

Chapter 106 – Claimed

Ella

No, I just got out! My wolf rails defiantly. I want to run more! Let me go!

The kisses cease, and now Sinclair’s fangs close around my scruff, applying pressure. I immediately realize what he’s doing. If he applies enough pressure – especially if he lifts me off the ground – I’ll be completely immobilized. I said shift!

I don’t want to! You can be a wolf whenever you want – but this is my only chance. I protest fiercely, snarling as ferociously as I can. Let me go you big bully.

I can tell the games are over now. Sinclair pulls me up, and suddenly I’m hanging from his jaws, my feet kicking helplessly. Yield Ella! I feel his authoritative growl deep in my bones, and even though I didn’t agree to surrender, my rebelling limbs suddenly still. I go limp, and when Sinclair returns me to the ground I roll onto my back, showing him my belly.

Good girl. Sinclair’s huge black wolf gazes down at me, his emerald eyes blazing with unbridled emotion.

My wolf whimpers in my head. Why does his praise make me feel so incredible?

Because you’re mine. His gravelly voice answers, and I realize that I’ve spoken aloud again. Mine, mine, mine.Before I can think more about his statement, Sinclair is groaning in my head, just look at you, he croons. All rose gold and sass. I know he’s talking about my fur now, which is the same metallic sheen as my strawberry blonde hair. And your little white tummy. He adds, nuzzling the patch of white fluff above my navel. Mmm, my pup. My Ella. He sounds like a caveman, but his next words prove his mind is as sharp as ever. Shift mate, it’s time to finish this.

Finish this? I practically squeak.

Oh yes, Sinclair confirms darkly, his words are so animalistic that I tremble in response. I’m going to mark and claim you before you can get away again. You’re mine, and the whole world is going to know it.

All at once, I realize that the Sinclair I know is not in control. This is his wolf talking now, and suddenly I realize why he warned me not to run from him on the night of the Wild Hunt. The rational part of my brain understood… at least I thought it did… but it’s one thing to imagine it, and a very different matter to experience it.

The last time I met his wolf, I hadn’t been able to hear Sinclair’s thoughts. I hadn’t understood how different the two beings were – though it makes perfect sense that his most primal self would come out when his inner animal is in charge. Still, I can hardly recognize the Sinclair I’ve come to know and love in the beast towering over me. Then again, I hardly recognize myself right now. This is all so surreal.

He wants to claim us. My own wolf swoons, yes, yes, yes!

orders,

with anticipation, but as soon as I contemplate shifting I realize that we have a problem. Dominic, I don’t know how to shift. I

moment, before nodding once in understanding

and devastating loss to be back in this skin, but the next thing I know Sinclair is a man once more. He bends down and scoops me up in his arms, carrying me back

staring at the bed with wide eyes, amazed to think that we’re finally

for this? Sinclair asks

grin. Yes, but that’s done now. We don’t have to wait a

full of sultry

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shredded when I shifted, and though I’ve been naked with this man dozens of times before, this is… different. It feels so momentous,

of me. It feels impossibly vulnerable, to be spread out in front of him like a feast to be devoured. I’ve never known a man who could light me on fire with a single look, but

muscles of his abdomen, to the huge, hard length standing at attention against his

fresh rush of defiance sparks in my chest, and I briefly consider fleeing, but Sinclair shakes his head, still laughing. “Oh no you dont, you naughty girl. You’ve surrendered. That means you’re mine to do with as I

I accuse, shooting him a

“You’re just lucky

lethal glint in his green eyes. It feels incredible to know that I have this power over him, that his huge member is hard and pulsing just for me. Feeling devious, I shift on the bed, stretching out my legs and

the corner of his mouth quirking up.

me, and I bat my lashes, adopting an innocent tone. “You could have fooled me – you’re taking

fierce growl rips from his chest, and the next thing I know he’s pounced. I suppose it serves me right for challenging his wolf, but I’m not complaining. He settles in the bed with me, balancing his weight on his elbows and settling his hips between my spread thighs. Sinclair lowers his head, his lethal grace belying the crushing force he applies

the moment our lips connect. I immediately yield to his dominance, feeling butterflies that have nothing to do with the baby I’m

growl in return. The world spins and freezes at once, and all my nerve endings are

He pauses to lave the soft spot behind

I swear I could come from this stimulation alone. His talented tongue flicks over the hard nubs, sending pulses of desire

the last moment. Seeming to know exactly how badly I need his touch, his own mischievous streak takes over. “Every time I’ve scented your desire, I’ve dreamed of this.” He informs me, “of tasting the source. I kept telling myself you couldn’t possibly taste as sweet as you smell, but I

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