Blakely’s POV
When Alpha Jake reaches his bedroom door, he adjusts me from carrying me in front of him to over his shoulder again.
He opens the door and instead of dumping me on the bed, he takes me to his bathroom.
He gets to the shower and puts me down, and not very gently.
I stay where he placed me, slightly terrified by the look on his face.
His voice is hard and authoritative when he finally speaks.
“Take a shower.” He stands two feet from the glass shower door with his arms crossed across his chest
I hesitate for a second, but then turn around and start removing my dress.
I feel his eyes on me, but not like before. I don’t feel any desire coming from him. It’s like a wall has gone up and closed any mate bond that kept us in tune with each other’s feelings.
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