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“Nope, but I can’t wait to see the look on your father’s face when he learns I fucked his daughter until she was screaming my name and begging for more,” he taunts.
My hand connects with his face, and the impact stings my hand. He rubs his cheek, a taunting smile on his lips.
“You dare mention last night to anyone, and you’ll live to regret it, Axton.”
He laughs, reaching for me. He sits up before I can climb off him, then rolls, forcing me beneath him, and rocks his hips against me.
“That sounds more like a challenge, Elena. Yet I don’t think fucking you will ever be a regret. And your father? He has no say in what I do with my mate,” he says, rocking his hips against me.
I turn my face away from him as he leans down to kiss me, instead focusing back on the phone in my hand. I quickly delete the photos, double-checking I got rid of them while trying to ignore how hot and tingly my body is getting from him being pressed between my thighs.
“No one can fight the mate bond, so why are you pretending you aren’t affected by it?” he asks, dipping his face into my neck. He inhales my scent and groans lewdly. My wolf purrs loudly like a damn chainsaw in my head.
I drop his phone onto the bed, tucking my chin so he can’t reach my unmarked flesh. I push on his chest.
“Off, now. Before I make you,” I warn him.
He doesn’t budge, and I try to shove him off, but he catches both of my wrists in his hands, shoving them above my head before holding them in one of his. His other hand squeezes my breast before he brushes his thumb over my nipple, making it harden. I grit my teeth and glare at him.
“Fight it all you want, Elena. It won’t change that I am your mate. It certainly won’t stop me from claiming you,” he says, leaning down and covering my mouth with his.
I thrash beneath him, which only makes him chuckle against my lips. Giving up on that, I bite his lip hard enough that it draws blood. He hisses, jerking back, and I sit up, shoving him off. I climb off the bed and start looking for my clothes, snatching them up, tugging the dress over my head, and stepping into my heels.
“Where are you going?” he snaps, and I glance at him to find him looking at his thumb—the same one he’s just brushed across his lips. His thumb is smeared in blood, and some dribbles down his chin.
“Home!” I tell him.
“You want to tell your father already?” he asks in a mocking voice that has me glancing over at him.
I think I must have imagined the tone as he sweeps his fingers through his hair, looking like some Greek god of perfection. I watch as he stands, his silver eyes watching me move around the room while I look for my clutch. Finding it, I snatch it off the nightstand.
“Elena!” Axton calls out just as I reach for the door handle in my rush to get out of there.
“You leave, and my wolf will hunt you down, Elena,” he says, passing me my phone that I forgot to grab.
I take it, turning to face him and pointing my finger at him. My wolf howls in my head, knowing what I intend to do, but I ignore her, knowing nothing good will come of being mated to this man.
“No, you won’t because I, Elena Hale, reject you, Alpha Axton Levin of the Nightfall pack,” I snap at him.
He growls furiously, snatching my wrist and yanking me toward him. “You just made a big mistake,” he snarls, and his eyes flicker as I feel the tether binding me to him dissolve.
“The only mistake I made was last night,” I snarl back.
He laughs and shakes his head. “You will come crawling back to me. I will make sure of it, Elena. Because I reject your rejection,” he snarls before shoving me back.
“You can’t reject my rejection! I felt the bond sever,” I snap while my wolf’s cries for her mate echo in my head.
“Severed for you, not me. You don’t want to accept it, but you will. You will accept me, Elena, if you know what’s good for you.” His eyes flicker black, and his wolf comes forward, his canines slipping out between his parted lips as he presses me against the door with his arms caging me in.
“You will come back to me, little mate,” his wolf growls, his voice harsher and colder than Axton’s. I wondered what his wolf’s name was, but refused to give him the satisfaction of asking. Instead, when he speaks over me, I glare at him, about to tell him to fuck off.
“Don’t make me hunt you down. Come back, and I may forgive you. You make me chase you, and I will make sure you never run from me again,” he growls before shoving off the door.
I swallow, reaching for the handle.
“You have two weeks. After that, I will come for you,” his wolf tells me.
“Ask for forgiveness, Elena. Please don’t do this,” my wolf begs, but I ignore her.
