Wolf Bound (Fated) By Jenival Writes

Chapter 29

To her utter mortification, Amber discovered the entire pack had somehow managed to overcome their Alpha’s order. No doubt they’d seen everything that had transpired between her and Claire. They studied her with a combination of disapproval, concern, and what she thought was a hint of pride.

“William isn’t stu pid, Callum replied as he lowered Amber to her feet. “He noticed the resemblance. I could tell by the way he looked at her.” Amber gasped when Callum yanked her around, the fingers he wrapped around her chin forcing her to look into his face. “We’re going to have to talk about that temper of yours, baby. You’ve just bitten off more than you can

chew.”

Her anger returned, but thankfully she didn’t feel homicidal. She met Callum’s gaze, uncaring that his irises had started to glow.

“Don’t give me that cr ap. I am not something you can command at will. Stop handling me with kiddie gloves. I’m not a bull, so stop trying to sell me s hit”

Callum’s jaw clenched, but he remained silent.

“Oh man,”Grant laughed. “I knew I liked her”

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“It’s not funny.” Stefan joined the conversation shouldering around the people in his path. “Everyone will know our pack has a new Luna who happens to be a Halfling. If the s hit hits the Lan, she’ll wish she’d kept control of her beast.”

Oh no he didn’t, Amber’s wolf growled from within.

“She,” Amber sneered, glaring at Stefan, is standing right here. If you have something to say to me, say it.”

“He’s not insulting you.” Ellen offered softly, moving so Amber could see her. “He’s just stating a fact. If the bit ches from other packs find out you’re half-human, they can challenge you for the position of Luna. It’s the law

That was news she certainly didn’t expect. “Challenge me?”

“To the death,” Stefan clarified. “It’s how the bloodlines remain strong”

“Don’t worry about it,” Grant said as he glanced at Stefan and rolled his eyes. “You just shit-kicked Claire. Females would talk, so they’ll know you’re not a puff cake, Challenges only happen when a female thinks she can win a light to the death. You’re a wildcard. They’ll steer clear.”

“You’d bever hope they do,” Stefan muttered and dry-washed his face with his hand. “Otherwise, we’ll all be neck-deep in

this s hit.”

“How do you figure? Grant asked

Slowly, Stefan lowered his hand and looked at her. Dread felt like an iron weight in her stomach. The worry in the male’s eyes brought the situation into painful focus. If the emotion had come from Grant or Klein, she might have blown it off. But not from Stefan. She didn’t know him, but she realized he wasn’t one to play games. It didn’t help that Callum still hadn’t spoken, allowing his pack to impart the ugly truthi.

“Callum, our Alpha, won’t stand by and let anyone kill his female. That little smackdown of yours just put all our as s es on the line. If it comes down to a challenge, you won’t face the firing squad alone.” Stefan made sure their gazes met, as though he wanted his words to hit their mark. “We’re all going to bleed”

Callum climbed out of his car and walked around to the pa**enger side to face his female. She’d been quiet after her altercation with Claire, staring out the window as they drove to the cottage, the impact of Stefan’s revelation no doubt sinking in. He’d been so angry that she’d put herself in harm’s way, and he’d been unable to discuss what had happened. Instead, he waited, hoping his temper would die down.

It was so hard not to touch her, his desire rising along with the moon. G od help him, he wanted to bust her sweet little a ss

Chapter 29

and f uck her so bad his palms itched and his d ick throbbed.

A part of him knew it wasn’t her fault. He’d heard her snarls, and realized her wolf had taken control, but it didn’t ice his temper. She could have been seriously hurt. Thankfully Claire was about as threatening as a stray cat, all meow and no bite. Otherwise, he would have had to intervene physically to protect his mate, and it went against the rules for a male to enter a fight between females.

Amber glanced at him, worrying at her lower lip and fiddling with the sleeve of her jacket. Good. She should be nervous. He’d decided on the ride over that the best way to deal with the problem was to show her beast who was boss. All he had to do was to bring the animal to the surface. Once it appeared, he’d show his mate who was in charge.

Amber hesitated when he opened the door and gave her a nudge. “Callum…”

He didn’t respond, buikling the tension. If he wanted the wolf to heed the call of the moon, he needed to keep his mate on the edge. When he pressed his hand into the small of her back, she took the hint, stepping inside. He closed the door behind them and slid the deadbolt into place. His co ck refused to soften, straining against his zipper, tenting his jeans.

F u ck

He didn’t want to guide her on the right path at that moment. He wanted to take her on the bed with the curtains parted wide, allowing the white rays from the moon to cover their bodies. The wolf inside him roared in his head, searching for Amber’s sceni.

Despite her anxiousness, he knew she felt the effects of the moon. The musky and alluring scent of her p ussy had teased and taunted him for hours. If he reached into her pants and pushed aside her panties, she’d be hot and slick, ready for whatever he wanted to give her.

“Go to the bedroom, remove your clothes, and wait for me,” he growled, trying to maintain his composure.

Amber froze her back to him. Her shoulders tensed, and he watched as she slowly turned to face him. A small light had entered her eyes, making her irises brighten.

“You’re not s panking me,” she replied with a throaty growl of her own.

“No?” he asked, studying her, angling his head to the side. He goaded her intentionally, knowing what he had to do. Amber’s irises changed from the pupil outward, shifting the color of her wolf responding to her distress. Heightened emotion always brought the animal from the cage.

Always.

“No.”

He moved, snagging her around the waist. Even though she fought, it wasn’t hard to carry her to the couch. He took a seat in the middle, turning her so her as s was exactly where it needed to be. Before she could say a word, he gave her the first lick, using the flat of his palm to deliver a hearty slap to her right cheek.

“It’s time you learned your place, feisty mate

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