Chapter 26 – part 1
Valen POV
If Everly thought she could just dismiss me and I would let her; she was wrong. I get what I want, and I want Everly. I refuse to be mated to some girl out of responsibility when I had a perfectly good but unwilling mate. My father would choke on his spit if he knew she was rogue, but I didn’t care. If she is my mate, then I trusted the Moon Goddess; she would not give me faulty one, Everly would be mine. I would make sure of that everyone has a breaking point, and I will find hers.
I sat across the road, unable to contain my smile, and watched the tow truck pull up to the hotel. Plus, I already sent the health and safety inspector in and could see his car in the parking lot from my vantage point.
Her truck was just an added annoyance. The beeping of the reversing truck instantly alerts her staff something is going on. I see Zoe, Everly’s little friend, rush out when she notices it backing up to the truck with the Hotel’s logo on it. Everly believes she can ignore the mate bond; well, I will make sure she sees me every turn she makes.
Zoe waves her arms frantically at the driver. One of my men, Dwayne, ignores her as he backs up. The burly–looking man steps out of the cab and stops next to her, looking down at Zoe. I could just make out her telling him to leave that he was on private property..
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“No can–do love, this car has been ordered to impounded for defects,” he tells her. I get out and lean on the hood of my car. The tow truck driver spots me and gives me a thumbs up. I nod, giving him the ok to continue, and he starts hooking the hold thing up.
It didn’t take long before Zoe returns with a frustrated Everly in toe. Red faced, Everly shoves the man as he starts hoisting her car onto the bed of his truck. Dwayne looks at her shocked, and I have to admit I was too. Despite her bold efforts, it’s not like she moved him. Dwayne remains precisely where he was, and she may as well have been a child pushing on a brick wall as she stood frustrated beside him.
Everly tries to snatch the controller from his hand, but he holds it too high for her to reach. I can’t help but find the pure rage on her face funny. Unable to hold it in, I laugh, and her eyes dart towards me.
Her gray–blue eyes pin me where I stand before her lips press into a line and her hands ball into fits. She storms over to me in a raging fit, and I fold my arms across my chest just before she stops in front of me.
I find her pint–size rage entertaining; her tiny body is no threat to me. Everly barely comes up to my chin and had to turn her face up to look up at me. I smirk back at her, her eyes practically spitting fireballs at me.
Good thing she isn’t a witch. She definitely would have cursed me with the look she gave me. She could ignore me all she
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wanted, but Everly can’t overlook my influence in this city, so eventually, she will be forced to give in.
“What the hell are you doing?” she demands, poking me in the chest with her finger. I snatch her hand, holding it in mine, and she tries to rip it free. Her strength is nothing compared to mine, and something about that bothered me. What if someone grabbed her who wasn’t me? It feels so easy to hurt her, even accidently.
In truth, she would never be able to fight them off. She growls at me, and I realize how non–existent her aura is, like she didn’t have one. Rogues had auras too, weaker and nothing in comparison to a pack wolf, but she had none. Despite her spunk, her growl sounds weak, and if it wasn’t for the look of anger on her face, it might as well have been a purr.
“Let go, and make him stop,” she demands.
“Let me mark you, and I will,” I tell her, and she snarls at me, her canines slipping from her gums. “Go for it, bite away; I don’t care if you want to mark me first. Either way, you will be mine.”
“You are fucking infuriating, this won’t win you any brownie points,” Everly snarls, and I tug her closer before spinning and pressing her against the hood of my car.
Her breathing becomes harder as I press closer to her. God, her body feels good pressed against mine. Her scent makes my mouth water, and I fight the urge to push my face into her
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neck, losing the battle completely when I do, but she gasps.
Everly’s hand still clutched in mine loosens, and her body goes slack against me when I press closer to her. Her breathing intensifies as I run my nose along the column of her throat to her ear. So warm and enticing. Her heart is pounding in her chest when I feel her other hand grip the font of my shirt feebly.
I can tell she is trying to fight off the effects of the bond, telling her to give in. Telling her to give herself to me, to an Alpha. The vibration of my purr rattles my chest, and before I can stop myself, I run my tongue across her neck. I groan at the taste of her skin on the tip of my tongue.
Damn, she tastes even better than her scent, and I have to restrain against my basic instincts to devour her. However, the action seems to snap her back, and she tries to shove me off, fighting against me. I pull back to look at her, only for her palm to connect with my face.
My cheek stings from her slap, and if looks could kill, I would be reduced to dust. “Get off me, you brute. Stop trying to force me to do what you want.
I rub my cheek with my hand. Her slap contact made my skin tingle and burn, but I don’t move away from her. Instead, I look over my shoulder to see the tow truck leaving with her vehicle on the back.
“Well, seems like you need a lift to the impound yard?”
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She growls at me, and I purr back at her before she starts smacking my chest.
“I swear, Valen. You will regret doing that. Tell him to bring it back now. That truck has sentimental value. It was given to me by someone I cared about. Now call him, undo it.”
I run my finger down her neck, and she shivers under my touch.
My cock twitches in my pants, seeing the effect I have on her. She feels the bond. There is no denying it, no matter how much she hates me.
“Not until you agree to be mine. If you want it back, all it takes is one little mark to sit right here.” My finger stops where her shoulder meets her neck and my gums tingle. I desperately want to mark her as mine, craving for her skin to break under the pressure of my teeth when I give her my mark that would forever lay on her skin, telling the world she is mine.
“Valen, please,” she asks, and I look down at her, her face
turned, watching the tow truck move down the street, taking away her truck.
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