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I offered Katie my arm, and she took it. We headed out and towards my car. She had changed into a simpler white dress that looked nice.

“You good?” I asked as I started the car up. She nodded her head, her fingers rubbing together nervously. I could tell that wasn’t entirely true. Something was bothering her. “Katie, if something is bothering you, I would like you to let me know. How else am I supposed to know when something is wrong?”

Katie glanced at me and then looked back outside the window. All the guys were saying their goodbyes, still hanging around the doors. “Are you…expecting …because...I heard the guys.”

I frowned, suddenly feeling bad that I hadn’t told them to hush it sooner. “Don’t listen to the guys. They joke a lot.”

She glanced at me. “Would you be expecting us to have sex?”

I shook my head. As badly as I wanted Katie, I knew she was uncomfortable, and I was forcing her into anything. She was marrying because she had to, not because she wanted to. That didn’t exactly sound romantic.

“Katie, we will live in the same house, so we will be like roommates.”

She nodded and seemed to relax as I took the car down the road.

“You know, you were saying that you don’t really know anyone in my pack.”

She nodded. “Yeah?”

“Why don’t you spend some time getting to know everyone in the pack?” I offered, hoping that would help. “Take some time off from the lab and get to know everyone. Or at least get to know a few people. It might help you feel more comfortable.”

She bit her lower lip. “I don’t know….a lot of people think I’m odd.”

“My pack is full of them,” I offered, giving her a smile. “Trust me. You’ll find people who are pretty odd themselves.”

She softly smiled in return.

The car ride was quiet for most of the drive, and Katie fell asleep. Once we were home, I shook her shoulder softly. “Katie, we’re home.”

She opened her eyes and stretched. Her dress moved up higher on her thigh, revealing a lot of her skin. I swallowed, gripping the steering wheel. Katie yawned, and I imagined what her mouth was capable of doing. It did not help. My cocked ached, and I knew I needed to retreat. I needed to take care of the issues before Katie realized I even had an erection.

I got out of the car, and Katie followed alongside me. She covered her mouth, yawning again. “What time is it?”

“A little past midnight,” I offered as I opened the front door. We both stepped inside, and Katie quickly stepped out of her shoes. She moved, and her ass looked good as she bent over, picking her heels off the ground.

“You know where your room is. I’m turning in.” I turned and headed for the stairs.

“Henrik.” Katie softly said my name, and I paused, looking over at her. She chewed on her cheek and offered me a half smile. “Thank you. For tonight.”

I gave her another nod and turned towards my bedroom. Once the door was shut, I sighed, leaning against it.

“You idiot,” I groaned at myself. I knew I did a good job by stepping away, but Jesus, I wanted her. I wanted to sink deeply into her and release myself.

A hot shower. That was what I was going to need, and god knew for how long.

Chapter 7 - Katie

I was working on my coffee when Henrik walked in. He rubbed a hand over his face, and my eyes widened as I took in his six-pack. Henrik was wearing a pair of shorts but no shirt. I expected he would be comfortable, but I hadn’t prepared myself for this.

I knew that the Alphas were in top condition. I heard about their training, and just looking at the guys, I could tell they were fit. But seeing it was another thing.

Henrik just finished a shower, and I could smell his cedar soap as he stopped near the fridge. His biceps were bulging, and his back muscles flexed as he opened the fridge.

I swallowed, feeling heat pool below. It was one thing to deny myself and say it was because he wasn’t that attractive, but that would be a lie. I knew my body was reacting to how perfectly his body was sculpted.

“Morning,” Henrik said as he shut the door, holding a container of eggs. “You want breakfast? I can make some eggs.”

I slowly nodded, unable to stop myself from looking back down at his abs. Henrik followed my line of sight and tensed. “Shit, sorry. I thought I was doing good remembering to throw a shirt on.”