Page 45 of Carnage Island

Part of me understands that he had to do this to break Alpha Canton’s hold.

But that part of me is no match for the living wrath building inside me. The need to lash out. To make him kneel. To make himbleed.

I lunge at him, my hands resembling fingers and nails instead of paws and claws. But it doesn’t matter.

I slam my palm against his face, my other going to his chest to scratch jagged grooves down that flawless skin.

He doesn’t fight me.

He doesn’t even retaliate.

He lets me slap him again.

Lets me drag my nails down his pec a second time.

And doesn’t budge when I try to shove him.

His eyes are no longer icy, they’re full of heat, the blue orbs resembling a deep ocean of need that makes my knees weak.

I suddenly want to attack him for a whole new reason.

He’s almost a foot taller than me and solid muscle. All pure Alpha male. It calls to a foreign part of me that has only awakened in the last few days. A part of me that inherently trusts this male and considers him hers.

I don’t understand it.

Fated mates don’t exist for my kind. It’s why we have arranged matings.

Yet I feel an undeniable pull toward him. One I’m helpless to ignore.

He growls, this time the sound more sensual than aggressive. It causes my stomach to clench, my thighs slickening withneed.

This is so much more intense than the arousal I felt in the field with Canton.

This is visceral. All-consuming.Carnal.

His palm wraps around the back of my neck, pulling me to him. There are no words. Just savage heat.

He’s bleeding because of me.

And I like it.

I want to lick the marks, to stake my claim.

So I do.

It’s natural. It’s necessary. It’sglorious.

He growls again as I lap at the wound on his pec, his grip tightening around my nape. I have no idea what I’m doing or why I’m doing it, but I’m following the urges of my inner animal, allowing us to function as one.

She wants him.

Therefore, I want him.

No, it’s more than that. Ineedhim. There’s an ache inside me that only he can soothe. I feel it now, throbbing between my legs and demanding I take this Alpha and make him mine.

He’s a perfect specimen. Therightkind of male. The one I should have met all along.

My spirit guides me in this discovery, forcing me not to think about anything other than this beautiful male and the power emanating around him.