Alpha Maddox
I watch her eyes go wide; I keep my arms tight around her. There is no f*****g way she is getting away this time. I can feel her panic through the new bond that simmers away on my neck, begging to be completed.
I wait a few minutes, allowing her to calm down enough so I can talk to her. I search her face and listen to her heart to make sure she won’t flip out.
“Are you okay?” I find myself asking slowly and as gently as possible. She blinks back before her eyes flick back to her mark on my neck.
“I got carried away; I didn’t mean to mark you.” Her eyes never leave the mark, she reaches up and touches her mark. At her touch my body comes alive, and I shudder, she smiles when she realises I am reacting to her touch.
“What does it feel like?” She almost whispers, stil
