Bound to the Alpha

4

I’m staring up at his face as he holds me like I’ve always wanted to be held. It’s better than I’ve ever dreamed of and I know that if I die now, I’ll be dying happy.

His protective brown eyes lock onto mine and that heated gaze takes all the fear out of my body. His strong muscular arms are wrapped around me, holding me against his chest, and I know that nothing can hurt me while he’s holding me like this. He won’t let it.

“You’re stunning,” he whispers as he stares at me in awe. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

He leans down and kisses me softly on the mouth. The edge of his hot tongue slides through my parted lips and my whole body melts when the tip touches mine.

His lips are soft, gentle, and I lean my chin up so he can deepen the kiss. He groans into my mouth as his hands tighten on my body. I’ve never been happier. But leave it to me to ruin it… I yank my mouth away and start coughing.

My sexy savior holds me tighter and starts moving. He sprints through one burning room after another as I squeeze my eyes shut and press my face against his chest. I focus on his pounding heart and not on the flames, not on the heat, not on the broken steps that he’s leaping over.

He moves impossibly fast and before I can take another breath, we’re outside in the crisp morning air. It’s so fresh and even though my throat is burning, I choke down gulp after gulp of clean mountain air.

My eyes are watering, but I can see my coworkers in the parking lot arriving for work. I can see an ambulance approaching and firemen rushing around their truck as they set up their hoses.

“Ethan!” the oldest looking fireman shouts. “Are you f*****g crazy?!?”

Ethan doesn’t answer. He’s too busy staring at my face like I’m the most gorgeous thing he’s ever seen. Nobody has ever looked at me like this before and a part of me wonders if I actually died in the fire and am now waking up in heaven.

The hoses burst to life and the firefighters begin assaulting the flames with thick streams of water as Ethan carries me to the ambulance.

“Was she inside?” the male medic asks as he rushes to the back of the ambulance. “Let me have her.”

His grip tightens on me and he snarls at the medic who’s reaching for my arm. “She’s mine.”

The man’s eyes widen and he jumps back in shock.

There’s a female medic coming from the passenger’s side.

“Her,” Ethan grunts. “You stay back. This is my girl.”

He’s as possessive as a predator hovering over his meal. The look in his eyes is so primal and savage, and I know he can’t help it. There’s something feral in the way he’s holding me in such a dominating and territorial way, but I like it. It’s turning me on to see this man go wild over me. Like one look at me has erased any shred of civilization in him and replaced it with pure primal instinct.

The male medic backs away as the female medic opens the back doors to the ambulance. She quickly grabs an oxygen tank as Ethan places me on the gurney.

“No!” he snaps when she goes to put the mask on me. “I’m doing it.”

She’s about to protest, but when she sees the seriousness on his face, she quickly hands it over.

For such a big man, he’s extremely gentle as he puts the mask on my face and wraps the string around my head.

“Just breathe,” he says softly as he kneels in front of me. He turns the tank on and it’s like ice in my burning lungs.

He stares into my eyes and breathes in and out deeply with me. I feel lightheaded with him so close, but I’m not entirely sure if it’s from the oxygen, the smoke inhalation, or from his gorgeous brown eyes that seem to be staring into my soul.

I’m more than attracted to this man. It’s running deeper.

It’s not just the lure of a physical attraction or the excitement of lust. It’s like I’m looking at my other half. Like our two cores are being pulled together and we’re both helpless to stop them.

Andy the office creep comes over to check on me. “Are you okay, blue eyes?” he asks from the entrance to the ambulance. He’s always calling me blue eyes and touching my shoulders even though I’ve repeatedly asked him not too.

Ethan whips his head around and growls at him. His eyes flash a golden color and he pulls his lips back and bares his teeth.

“Whoa,” Andy says as his face pales as white as his shirt. He backs away with his hands up.

I grin as I turn back to my savior. His muscles are flexed and he’s breathing heavily like he’s trying to keep himself under control. He looks like a wild animal, but instead of being afraid, I’m even more intrigued.

My fingers are tingling as I reach up and touch his hard face. He instantly calms down and I love that I can soothe the monster in him.

“Can I check her now?” the male medic asks.

“No!” Ethan grunts. He grabs the doors and slams them closed, leaving us alone inside the ambulance, just how I like it. “It’s okay,” he says to me in a softer voice. “I have first aid training.”

I pull off the mask and stare into his eyes as he gently checks my body.

My mind is racing as his big hands tenderly examine my neck.