Page 30 of The Bodyguard and the Alpha (Witch Twins #2)

Bastien

My mate slumped in my arms, unconscious. Panicking, I reached for answers from the one person I knew could help.

What did I do?

You fucked up dude.

Mating her was not a mistake , I growled at him.

She wasn’t prepared for the bond and you went in like a Mack truck.

Oh .

He was right. I’d fucked up. I’d been frustrated that Elie’s shields had stopped our bond forming fully.

So when she opened her mind I’d driven in hard, too eager to form our link.

And although I hadn’t frightened her, I had pushed too hard.

Like the Beast that I was, I had barged in, with no finesse, and hurt my mate.

My ears drooped in shame. I had to make it up to her. I would show her that I could be gentle. That I would never hurt her. I would make her understand. Pleasure. I would show her pleasure. I would feed her. I would give her everything she wanted. She had me. All of me.

I had to get us out of here. I wasn’t worried about the Humans First weaklings anymore. They were all gone. But Luc would find me soon. The tracker under my skin was a beacon, calling my brother to me. Right now, I couldn’t let that happen. Not until my mate was comfortable with our bond.

A den. I needed a den where we could hide and make her fully mine.

Cradling my mate in one arm, I reached behind my neck with the other, feeling for the telltale lump under my skin.

There. My claw dug deep, until I could feel the outline of the small piece of tech.

A wiggle of my finger and I had it under the tip of my claw.

I flicked it out, ignoring the blood that dripped down my back.

It was nothing. I would be healed from the small wound in moments.

My arm returned to my mate, holding her against me.

I stood, cradling my mate bridal style. Under my foot, the tracker crunched and splintered into tiny pieces.

I smiled. Then I ran.