Alexander wasn't kidding when he told me that he would be washing Rogue's pheromones off of me.
Perhaps it was because we hadn't been intimate for quite a while that the first thing that came into my head when he pulled me into a motel room in a hurry was s*x or perhaps I was just slowly becoming a p*****t. But here I was in a cheap motel's surprisingly clean bathtub with an angry alpha werewolf scrubbing every inch of my body with a loofah.
"Just how much pheromones did that bastard give you?" he muttered in frustration, his hands never ceased for a moment from moving. I inwardly groaned in pain as he started getting a little bit rougher by the second which was probably because he was also getting even more annoyed. "I can't believe he would dare touch a woman who's obviously mated wit
