His eyes glowed with restrained power, his chest rising and falling like he was holding himself back—barely.
“Mate,” I whispered.
The word left my lips before I could stop it. Before I even truly understood what it meant to say it.
But it felt right.
The moment it passed through my lips, Alpha Black reached for me. He didn’t hesitate. His mouth met mine like it was inevitable—like he’d been waiting for this one moment forever. His kiss was hungry, possessive, raw—but not cruel. It was fire wrapped in control.
And I kissed him back.
I didn’t think. I didn’t wonder. I just knew.
It was the only thing in the world that made sense.
We might have stayed there in that suspended second forever—lost in something ancient and powerful—if someone hadn’t cleared their throat loudly from across
