Page 68 of Boundary


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"Then why isn't Cameron your Beta?"

"Because he wants his own pack, Vera. He wants to breed and be his own Alpha, and he should because he is strong enough."

"He hasn't gotten anyone knocked up yet?"

"Not from lack of trying, I assure you. Most women of quality, who are free with their bodies, practice safe sex, and use birth control. So, for the chance at building his pack, Cameron would have to marry. So far, he hasn't found a woman to who he is willing to commit."

"Never stopped you, and that was in the age of chastity and virtue."

Dale got an evil smirk on his face, the look deliciously sinful, and I swear my knickers melted right off my body. "I didn't say Cameron hasn't been a dog in the past, he is very much his father's son."

"But no children?"

"One conceived, almost fifty years ago." Dale stopped the story. "How is your back?"

Sensing his unease and his concern for me, I also picked up it had nothing to do with my injuries. "Tight. Jonathan will need to take the stitches out tomorrow. It feels healed already."

Slipping out from under me, Dale stood behind me to observe my back. "No, you have healed faster than he expected. I'll call him to come over now."

When Dale went to collect the phone, I grabbed his wrist, surprising Dale with how fast I moved. "Tell me the rest. I am not fragile, Dale. I can take hearing that bad shit happened to other people, or are you worried I will hate Cameron."

Forehead furrowing, Dale contemplated me. "Let me call Jonathan, then I will tell you the rest."

Removing my hand from his wrist, Dale made the call while I pulled my dress back on. Once he set the phone down, Dale sat beside me on the bed.

"Cameron would have married her. When he went to her father to seek permission to propose, the father refused. The father came after Cameron to kill him. He didn't succeed, and instead, lost his own life."

"The daughter blamed Cameron?"

Dale shook his head. "The father had beaten the girl before he came after Cameron. When he beat his daughter to cause a miscarriage, he caused massive internal damage."

Sucking in a painful breath, my hand covered my tummy out of instinct. "He killed her?"

Taking my hand in his, Dale squeezed it in comfort. "His daughter died with her child, while her murderer paid for his sins."

"That affected Cameron?"

"Despite not loving her, Cameron mourned the girl. More so, he had already given his heart to the child inside her. Cameron fears to cause such heartache again."

We sat there for several moments. "Dale, make love to me."

Kissing my cheek, Dale breathed in through his nose as he pulled back to my ear. "As soon as Jonathan has left, I will lay you on this bed and make love to you until the dawn comes."

Squirming at the thought, I shook my head. "I can't be that patient."

When Dale chuckled, the sound flipped my stomach. "You make me so happy, Vera." Pulling me back into his lap, I pulled my knickers aside and nestled him in my warm cocoon.

"Dale, I don't want to be happy, I want you to make me ecstatic."

His laugh brightened up my insides. Dale's smile was a lighthouse on the rocky shores of my past, guiding me to calmer waters. Gripping my hips, Dale leaned back, his abs contracting to hold him at an angle so I could take him deeper.

"Dale?" Jeremy called walking in the room.

"Go away," I panted on the brink of nirvana.

"Sorry!" Jeremy cringed, but his sudden desire to join in rammed against me as if his body rubbed up against me.

My eyes flew open, Dale held me tight as Jeremy stepped back out muttering about shutting the door. "Take it as a compliment, Vera, not a threat. Jeremy would never harm you."

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