Page 15 of His Fated Luna

She wasn’t safe here. Not after my outburst.

“I brought my own car, Alpha,” Rose replied firmly, pulling out her keys with a slight tremor in her hands as she reached into her black leather purse.

Her keys clattered to the floor from her trembling fingers.

As she bent down to grab them, the deep V neckline of her sweater dipped low, exposing ample amounts of cleavage to my gaze. My throat went dry, and I had to force myself to look away.

A hot flush stole over her face as she stood up with surprising speed, bidding Jake a hasty goodbye before quickly walking past me.

“Lexia,” I grunted, barely sparing her a glance, my eyes locked onto the young woman walking ahead. That damn tight skirt hugged Rose’s figure, emphasizing her ample ass and the sway of her hips. Beautiful full hips that my hands itched to grab. I bit back a curse. My wolf was going crazy.

“Take my car home. I have to go with Rose.”

What if someone tried to kidnap her on her way home? It wasn’t safe for her.

“We…we could just follow her,” Lexia ventured hesitantly. I could hear the uncertainty in her voice. She was afraid of how I was reacting to my destined mate—afraid of being cast aside. But right now, my wolf instincts were dominating my every decision. I’d deal with Lexia later. “There really is no immediate need for you to go with her.”

“I said take my car!” I snapped, watching as Rose exited the diner. Every male loitering outside took the opportunity to admire her shapely backside on display in that damn skirt.

That skirt would be the death of me.

Internally cursing the creator of such a garment, I stormed out of the diner. My glare turned icy as I shot warning looks at every man who dared check her out. Had this been happening the entire time I’d been away? Had she been walking aroundwith every male in sight salivating after her? My wolf growled possessively at the mere thought.

When Rose reached her car and opened the door, I was beside her in an instant, smoothly snatching the keys from her fingers. A jolt of electricity surged through both of us at the brief contact.

She pulled her hand back as if burned, eyes widening slightly. The mate sparks were in full force between us now.

“I’ll drive,” I grunted.

She looked at me in surprise before glancing behind me, searching for Lexia.

“Lexia’s following us,” I stated curtly, motioning for her to move aside.

I didn’t trust myself to touch her. My wolf was practically berserk with want—demanding I claim her, mark her, scent her so that no other man would dare look at her again.

Shaken by my own possessive thoughts, I slid into the driver’s seat of her car, gripping the wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. Her floral scent was everywhere, filling the small space, calming my wolf and agitating me all at once.

Rose climbed into the passenger seat and put her hair up in a ponytail. The pink and blue gemstones in her hair band sparkled, drawing my attention. My gaze lingered on the delicate slope of her neck, where a small black freckle rested above the crook of her shoulder. An image flashed through my mind—me kissing and sucking that spot before sinking my canines into the soft flesh, marking her as mine.

I clenched my jaw, forcing the thought away.

“We didn’t expect you back until next week, Alpha,” Rose murmured demurely after a stretch of silence.

She smoothed her skirt over her thighs, trying to regain her composure. The fabric had ridden up slightly when she sat down, exposing even more of her beautiful thighs. Thighs my wolf was salivating after.

My temper flared. Stupid skirt. Who invented these things, anyway?

“When I asked you to be careful and stay on pack territory as much as possible, I thought you’d listen to me,” I finally clipped out, swerving onto the road.

Lexia was trailing behind us, but something in me made me press harder on the accelerator, leaving her in the dust.

Rose gasped as the car sped up.

“I… I’ve been really careful,” she assured quickly. “I usually only go to class and come straight home, just like you asked me to.”

“Rose, I didn’t ask. That was a direct order from your alpha.”

Why did her name sound so damn good on my tongue? Saying it turned me on. I nearly swerved into a pothole at the realization.