Page 166 of His Fated Luna

I saw Lexia's face turn paler and her breath caught in her throat as, for the first time ever, she was on the receiving end of Aiden’s glare. She deserved it.

“You have one minute to get out of my sight.” Aiden's voice promised retribution if Lexia didn't comply.

In a flash, Lexia had changed into her wolf form and bounded away. I could see Lexia's dark brown wolf, around the same size as my own, dart away. There was something vaguely unsettling about the way Lexia's wolf looked. The movements weren’t fluid or natural. If I had to guess, I decided that Lexia didn’t often change into her wolf form.

I turned to Jake, Aiden's arms still around me, hands roaming possessively up to my ribs and then back down to wrap over my waist possessively.

“You were willing to fight to the death, for me?” I whispered at Jake, awed by his courage.

Aiden was a huge wolf. He was an alpha who trained almost daily! What had Jake been thinking?

“Well…I wanted to,” Jake confessed. “The…rewards outweigh the risk.”

Aiden's POV

I buried my nose in Rose's curls, and gave a snarl from behind her when Jake spoke.

“She’s MINE!” I half-growled and half-roared. My hands tightened over my mate's waist protectively as I glared ferociously at Jake as I stood behind Rose.

“I can see that,” Jake said, holding his hands up while buck naked. He took a step back. My stupid cousin was still bloody and injured from his tussle with me. His one eye was swollen shut and the entire right side of his face was bloody. “If I had known you and Rose were happy, I would have never challenged you cousin. I did it because Lexia told me you were planning to leave Rose. I wouldn’t have given much importance to her words if it wasn’t for the fact that Rose told me something similar that time you came to get her…when she was in heat. I could see she cared about you and I didn’t want you to break her heart. She deserves to be happy. So when Lexia told me that your mate bond could be broken if I defeated you…I started training, working out, and building my strength. It was all for Rose. I just want her to be happy.”

Jake gave a small smile to show he no longer meant any ill-will. "I didn't count on you becoming feral and alpha-level protective over her." Jake's gaze on us became a little sad.

I snarled some more, my hold tightening around Rose. It was obvious Jake still liked her. But I wasn't going to pay heed to his emotions anymore, I suddenly threw Rose over my shoulder, her feet hanging over my front while her torso slammed against my back.

“Get off my land!” I yelled at Jake. still unable to rationalize through my anger that someone had tried to take my luna from me. The urge to claim her was overpowering as I wrenched open the door to our house. I knew Tony had wanted to come over for lunch but I turned to shoot him a glare. No fucking way was he coming inside. The beta then looked at our cousin.

“Looks like the poor fool has been manipulated into this.” Tony muttered and shook his head in disgust over Lexia. “This is why I hate being in relationships and haven’t had a girlfriend since high school. Way too much drama,” he whispered again.

Tony then turned and moved his gaze back to me and said, “Do you need my help? Would you like me to stay with you people for lunch?”

His tone was hopeful. I snarled at him, eyes glowing yellow.

He instantly raised his hands and exclaimed, “I think I’ll clean up our cousin and go get some take out.”

I growled and turned my back to him, satisfied that he understood to stay the fuck away.

“I’m not ready to lose my life over a home cooked meal,” I heard Tony mutter right before I slammed the door shut behind me.

Rose's POV

Aiden marched into his home, eyes flicking towards the staircase before settling on the door to the TV lounge.

"Put me down, stop being a caveman alpha,” I protested, head hanging down. All the blood was rushing to my face.

Aiden merely clutched me tighter over his shoulder as he slammed open the door to the TV lounge. His head snapped to the coffee table in front of the couch. He put me down, letting my entire body slide flush against his. I squealed when he flipped me around so that my back was facing him. His hand went to my spine, coaxing me down.

"Bend over for me,” he said gruffly, unceremoniously kicking open my legs.

Flustered, I automatically found my palms flat against the wooden coffee table. His hands went over mine, strategically positioning them to leverage me against the table. A hand fisted in my hair and before I knew it, he was entering me from behind, my corduroy skirt hiked up to the waist, underwear ripped away.

OK this was actually kind of hot.

My thighs quivered as he tugged my hair with one hand, the other gripping my waist firmly to hold me steady.

“I think…” I panted as I watched our reflection in the enormous rectangular mirror, with an ornately carved golden frame, on the far wall as he rutted against me. He picked up the pace, giving my a butt a tight slap. I bit my lip as pleasure mixed with pain.

“You’re mine,” he groaned, another tug of my hair, another twanging pain adding to my arousal. “No one else’s. No one can…this ass–” he squeezed me from behind again. “These–” He let go of my hair. One hand was still possessively splayed across my rear-end while the other started reaching around to rip open the buttons on my blouse, grabbing my newly exposed breast reflected in the mirror across from us. “Fucking MINE!” he roared.