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Sara quickly whispers her own spell, one I recognize as spiritual protection, as Jaz begins to repeat the words she hears.
“You have no hold over this body, over this soul. Remove yourself or lose oneself!”
An unnatural wind picks up in the windowless room, a howl and a moan traveling along it as the woman’s back arches backwards. I hear her spine snapping in different places, but she continues to scream. The ground begins to shake as the woman lifts off the ground, held in the air by an unseen entity. I watch with rapt attention as Jaz’s wolf, luminescence as my own, unfolds from her chest and wraps around her protectively.
Sara and I stare at one another in awe and shock until we both turn to see the broken woman before us wrapped in her own glowing wolf. The only difference in the two Alpha wolves are their colors; Jaz is a teal green such as my own, the girl’s is orange red, like a flame.
“My body is my own, my soul cannot be overthrown. I am raised on the throne; you are beneath my stone!”
On the last word Jaz screams out, both her and the girl collapse to the ground, but I catch Jaz before she can hit it.
“I’m fine, just drained,” Her voice is rough and whispered, as if her vocals are blown.
“Jazaline,” The other girl whispers just as harshly, her hand reaching for Jaz, before passing out.
“Fuck,” I left Jaz into my arms and notice she’s passed out as well, “The silver. We need to get Jaz out of here.”
I turn for the door and rush out as the burn of silver begins to break through the cloaking Sara placed on us earlier.
“What about the girl, Alpha? We can’t leave her here; she’s Jaz’s sister.”
Take her up to a room near Atticus’ but keep her cuffed with silver.” I shout over my shoulder as I run through the hall and up the stairs. Once we’re far enough away from the effects of the silver, Jaz begins to stir in my arms.
“Shh, I got you,” I tell her as I kick open the double doors to the south building where our bedrooms are.
Jaz has been sleeping in her own room, but that ends today. I gave her space to wrap her head around the mate bond but enough is enough. Now, with her hurt, I don’t think I could let her sleep without me. I feel my wolf growl in agreement with my thoughts. Jaz is ours and once our bond is sealed, she’ll never leave my side.
Finally getting to my room, I kick the door shut behind me and place Jaz down on the bed, her eyes flutter open but she seems too drained to keep them open for more than a second, much less talk.
“Don’t worry, little wolf, just rest,” I tell her as I pull out my phone and dial the prospect tasked with guarding Jaz, “Blow, get the healer to the woman Sara is bringing up to my floor. I want you to guard the door and alert me or my brothers to any issues she causes. Silver cuffs stay on her at all times until I say so.”
“Got it, Alpha. Anything else?”Good kid.
“Yeah, get Steph to bring up some food to both rooms in a couple of hours.”
I hang up and begin stripping Jaz of all her clothing, then proceed to remove my own. Once everything is in a pile on the floor, I climb in bed beside her and pull her closer to me.to restore her strength, I place my hand between her breasts and the other against her stomach as I focus on my power and push it outward to her. It’s a difficult thing to do when I’m feeling all her curves perfectly against me. Still, I snap my eyes closed and force my hands not to roam as I give her all I can. Her breathing, which was shallow and soft, returns to normal, as does her heartbeat. The strong rhythm of it beats against my palm.
After a few more minutes, I pull my power back and breathe deeply, inhaling her addictive scent of magic and dandelions. Soon, I feel her awareness, I know she’s awake, but she lies completely still, not bothering to dislodge from my embrace. There’s no doubt she can feel our nakedness, nor the hard rod against her lush ass. I’m a Werewolf, not a saint, and her body awakens mine.
She wiggles to get comfortable, or at least that’s what she’s acting like she’s doing but her arousal tells me otherwise. That’s okay though, I’ll play her games.
I steady my breathing, making it deep and long as if I were in a dead sleep. I want to see what this little wolf does when I’m vulnerable. It takes everything in me not to smirk when Jaz slowly rolls over so as not to disturb me. Fucking cute as hell. I know she’s a warrior, she can kill as easily as me, but she’s got to be the most adorable creature to ever live.
“Roam,” She says softly, pulling my arm back over her hip and scooting closer, “are you awake?”
I continue to act as though I’m asleep but then I feel her small hand slide against my chest, her fingers tracing my tattoos. She follows the wolf and skulls that start at my right pec down my ribs and end at my hip. It feels as though she leaves a trail of fire as she traces my abs. There’s a zapping sensation just under my skin as her hand slowly lowers to my weeping cock and when she grips my length tightly, I can no longer pretend to sleep.
I slide my hand down to her ass cheek and squeeze her flesh roughly, “Don’t start something you don’t have the strength to finish, little wolf.”
My eyes open and land on her grin, “I knew you weren’t sleeping, you faker.”
As much as I love to ram my cock deep inside her, I hold myself back, “How are you feeling?”
“Like I’m ready to seal the deal with the devil.”
Then her lips are on mine with a hunger like never before. Part of me wants to stop and see where her head really is at. Hell, she just went through something traumatic as fuck, she should be seeing a therapist or some shit. But then she slides her leg over my hip and my cock glides through her wet folds...yeah, fuck responsibility.
