The big question he’d been waiting for. Licking his lips, he folded his arms and stared at her. “You’re my destined mate, Mary.” He settled for the truth.
“What?”
“Our wolves recognize each other. You’re the woman I’m destined to spend the rest of my life with.”
“How is that possible?”
Stepping closer, he invaded her personal space. “You can feel your wolf wanting me, Mary. She knows me. Our wolves are a perfect match, and if you give me a chance I’ll prove to you that I’m the man for you.”
She shook her head turning back toward the windows. “This is all so confusing.”
Reaching out, he gripped her shoulders not wanting to let her go. What started out as her being his toy had developed into something far more. On the quest to find his sister he’d discovered the woman who’d settle his soul and tempt his body. “Give us a chance.”
“The first time we met you had killed the leaders of my pack.”
“They were using you as a fucking science experiment. The whole pack was as corrupt as their leaders,” he said, trying to reason with her.
“You were going to kill a teenager. Jessica is too fucking young to die.”
“I wouldn’t have killed her.” He admitted the truth to her.
She jerked, looking back at him. “What? Max told me this before. You don’t need to say anything.”
“Yes, I do need to say something. I’m not a monster, Mary. I wouldn’t have killed her. I’d have pushed her aside. She didn’t smell corrupt or anything like the rest of the pack. She smelled like you, innocent.”
He heard and felt her take a deep breath. “This is the strangest thing that has ever happened to me,” she said.
“I love you, Mary.” Zeke figured he should be the one to put the words out there. She could do with them what she wanted, but he wasn’t going to hide from his feelings.
She turned in his arms, staring up at him. “How do we know this is not because of the wolves? How can you love me? You don’t even know me.”
Taking her hand he pressed it over his heart. “Ever since I turned you, Mary, I’ve been looking for you. Your scent drove me crazy. I’ve never known a woman like you. None of the other women in the packs have been the one for me.” Pressing his palm to her chest he felt the rapid beating of her heart. “I know you’re perfect for me and for the pack.”
“I’m a half breed. How can a half breed ever have a place in your pack? You’re an Alpha, Zeke. You’re not a half breed or a lower member or whatever. I don’t even understand wolf politics,” she said, arguing her point.
Cupping her face, he leaned down closing the gap between them. He caressed her lips with his own, stroking along the plump softness until he plundered her mouth with his tongue. She met him, caressing him back. Zeke felt his blood boil. The feelings built inside him to a fever pitch. Mary was his woman. Her wolf was a perfect match for him.
“You can’t kiss me to make the problems go away,” she said, whimpering.
“I can. I’m the fucking Alpha, and I can do whatever the hell I want.” Running his thumb along her bottom lip he moaned as her tongue peeked out, licking him. “I need you to trust me,” he said.
Her eyes were glazed over with tears. Her skin was running hot from a mixture of his kiss and the pregnancy.
You’ve got to tell her about the pregnancy.
First he needed for her to understand that they were a mated pair. Right now he felt his wolf purring at her closeness.
“I love you, Mary. This is right, and you know we’re meant to be together.”
Her hand was shaking as she pressed her palm against his chest. “Then show me,” she said.
“What?”