Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“I love you so much,” she said. “Please, don’t hurt me like that again.”
Then she pressed her lips against his.
Wolfe cupped her cheek and pulled her back. “What?”
“Yes, yes, I’ll mate you, I’ll be with you. Just don’t … do that again.”
“You forgive me?” he asked.
She nodded. “I forgive you.” She spoke the words aloud for him, and he growled, pulling her against him and holding her close.
The kiss went from gentle to heated within seconds. His hands held her close.
In front of the whole pack, he allowed them all to see how he lost control with her. Amelia wrapped her arms around him and laughed as he did so.
Val and Alpha were the ones to help them find some privacy, which was around the back of the bar.
Wolfe stroked her cheek. “You’re mine.”
“I’m yours, and you’re mine.”
“I ain’t ever letting you go, Amelia. Never.”
“I know.” She took his hand, tilted it up, and pressed a kiss to his palm. “You spoke your heart and soul out in front of the pack. That couldn’t have been easy.”
“For you, to make it up to you, I’ll do anything,” he said.
“All I need is for you to love me, Wolfe, that’s it. Love me, because I love you, with all of my heart.”
Wolfe gripped the back of her neck and pulled her in close.
This was right.
Her wolf was happy.
And Amelia was so freaking happy as well. She didn’t want to hate him, couldn’t hate him. Some said there was a fine line between love and hate, but for her, there was just love for this man.
Epilogue
“I’m so not going to ride that thing,” Amelia said.
Wolfe climbed onto his bike and looked at his mate, at his old lady, his soul mate, his reason for fucking breathing, and smirked. “Yeah, you are.”
She gasped, folding her arms underneath her breasts in mock shock. “Really? And what makes you think I am?”
“Simple, you’re curious. You’re a curious woman, and any reason to have those thighs wrapped around me is a damn good reason.”
Wolfe knew he was never going to fuck up again. Not with this woman. Amelia’s happiness was his only concern.
Ever since she’d accepted his apology and agreed to become his mate, Wolfe had made sure she knew that he loved her.
He’d even gone so far as to … go vegan three times a week, which hadn’t been easy. Not for him. Still, he did it for her.
“Come on, Amelia, don’t you trust me?” he asked.
Whenever he asked that question, he had to wonder if she’d tell him no.
She rolled her eyes and stepped toward him. “You know, you’re turning me into a wild rebel.”
“Oh, you think this is going to make you wild? Baby, please, this is just the beginning.”
Amelia wrapped her arms around him as he revved the engine. As soon as he was sure she was ready, he took off, finding the road that would give him the best chance of building speed.
As he did, Amelia held on. Her thighs pressed close to his. Her pussy was close to his butt, and her hands were wrapped around his chest, holding him close. One of her hands was poised over his heart, which she owned.
She’d owned it for a long damn time, and Wolfe intended to take Draco’s warning seriously, to not let anything happen to her.
He couldn’t.
He wouldn’t be able to survive it.
Amelia was his.
The End