She ripped her arm free of his grasp. She was lucky if it didn’t leave a bruise. She shoved hard against his chest, catching him by surprise making him stumble back.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” She hissed, wanting desperately to scream at him but knew it was better if she didn’t. The last thing she wanted was to drag any attention to herself.

Gabriel stiffened, surprised at her strength as she caught him off guard. He quickly closed the distance between them, pushing her up against the wall.

Amelia froze, the closeness of his body sent her nerves haywire, her body felt as if it was on fire. She didn’t dare breath. She didn’t need his scent overwhelming her too, she had enough going on as it is.

Mate! Mate! Rey shouted in her head.

I know! Shut up already! Like she hadn’t already figured that out.

Gabriel reached up, stroking her face with the backs of his knuckles, causing a series of sparks to fly under her skin. She could feel her knees begin to tremble but she locked them tight. She was taught to never show weakness.

“What do you want?” She asked him again, adding a taste of venom to her words.

Gabriel smirked as he continued to touch her face, as if he was trying to memorize every detail. “I want you, mate.”

The way he said mate made her insides shiver. She seriously needed to get a grip. “That’s good for you but I already have plans and they do not involve you.” She said. She pushed against his chest but he wouldn’t budge, instead pressing himself harder against her. She could feel something poking her thigh, causing her stomach to burn.

This mate bond was gonna get annoying real fast.

“You think you have a choice?” Gabriel growled. He reached behind her, gripping her ass tightly, lifting her leg till it hugged his waist. He pressed his lower half on her even more, angling himself so that she could feel his member pressing against her core. He could hear her stifling a moan as she clamped down, biting on her lip. “I’ll take you right here and now and you can’t say anything about it. You are mine and mine alone.”

Amelia shook her head no. Not only to refuse him but to clear the mind-numbing effect he was having on her. Her body craved his touch, wanted to beg him to please her in any way he sought fit but her mind reminded her that she was a woman, a lady and deserved to be treated with respect.

“You even think of touching me. Without my consent. I will carve your dick into tiny pieces and feed it to my dogs.” She growled back at him.

He has much to learn.

Rey’s comment surprised her. She thought she would be all about the mate bond, begging her to let him mate with them but instead she had her back. She knew she loved her wolf.

“My mate has fire.” Gabriel said, chuckling. “Tomorrow you will leave with me to my pack and be my Luna. You will provide me with an heir. Until you do, I will do with you as I please.” He could feel her hesitation. “If you do not comply I will declare war on your pack and personally kill your brother and father. Trust me, I’ll follow through.”

Amelia’s heart froze in her chest. She’s visited the Twilight Moon Pack in the past on diplomatic missions with her father and she’s seen the size of his pack. The Twilight Moon Pack was equal in size to her own and their fighters were almost equal as well. She remembered sparring with a few of their warriors, breaking her arm in the process, but not before she broke at least a dozen of theirs.

“You touch my family and I will end you.” She warned him.

“Is that a threat?” He asked, a touch of amusement in his voice.

“No. It’s a promise.” She whispered harshly, leaning up into his face, making complete and total eye contact. She wanted to be sure that he understood how serious she was.

Who did she think she was? Her deep-sea green eyes were glaring harshly at him, making his dick twitch in his pants. This one was going to be a handful. Without another moment’s hesitation he leaned into her, crashing down on her lips. She froze beneath him, shocked at the contact as it sent shivers down her spine, igniting a fire so deep inside her she didn’t think she’d ever be able to satisfy it without his touch. She couldn’t help herself as her arms snaked up around his neck, her fingers running through his silk hair, gripping at the roots.

She felt the hunger he had for her, matching her own needs and desires as their lips fought, tasting one another feverishly. Her mouth opened under the pressure, allowing him entrance, tasting every inch of her. She responded in kind. He really did taste like apples. His hands were roaming down her body, gripping her ass and thighs, his fingertips gripping at the back of her dress, pressing firmly into her lower back like he was fighting with himself on whether or not to rip the dress off.

His lips moved away from hers, tracing her jaw, down her neck and across her shoulder, back up to the crook of her neck where his mark would one day be. He licked the skin between her neck and shoulder, nipping at it, sucking it.

Amelia couldn’t help the moan that escaped her lips, her head rolling farther back in ecstasy granting him more access to her sensitive skin. If he marked her right then and there she didn’t think she’d care.

Luckily, he didn’t.

Amelia! Where are you? Ceremonies about to start!