Elaine
Kave lifted me as if I weighed nothing and threw me down on the bed. My back hit something hard—a brightly colored box lying on the mattress. I let out a soft grunt when the sharp edge dug into my shoulder. He noticed it instantly, grabbed the package with one swift motion, and tossed it carelessly onto the floor.
Before I could even recover, he was crouching over me, his body towering above mine, his hot gaze pinning me to the sheets. My breath caught in my throat as his nearness suffocated me in the most intoxicating way.
“I am your Alpha,” he growled, his voice low and rough. “And your mate. Don’t ever forget that, Elaine.”
A part of me wanted to melt, to surrender, but the other part of me—the stubborn, angry part—wouldn’t allow it. My body burned with a need I couldn’t deny
