Alpha's Private Plaything (Elsa and Drake Stone) novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207

Elsa

I stared at him, trying to understand his angle, my eyes narrowing to

suspicious slits. “Why?” I asked finally, a tremor running through me

that I couldn’t quite suppress. “Why do you want me back so badly?

You have Vera now. What could you possibly need me for?”

He didn’t answer. We stood there, face to face, close enough that I

could feel his breath on my skin, the heat of his body calling to mine

like a siren song my biology couldn’t ignore. The silence stretched

between us, thick with unspoken words and complicated history.

“The first time you demanded I return,” I said slowly, piecing it

together as I spoke, my fingers drumming nervously against the table

edge, “was right after Aiden showed interest in my abilities. You

couldn’t stand that I might slip from your control. And now…” I tilted

my head, studying him, a strand of hair falling across my eye that I

impatiently brushed away. “Now Allen looks at me like I matter, and

suddenly you need me back again.”

I saw his jaw clench, his eyes flashing with that dangerous golden

glow that made my stomach flip despite myself.

“It’s about control,” I continued, my voice gaining strength as 1

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pushed myself upright, standing taller. “You can’t stand the thought

of not owning me, even if you don’t want me yourself. Fucking typical

Alpha bullshit.”

“You think you know everything,” Drake said, his voice dangerously

soft. “You think you understand what’s in my mind?”

I looked away, unable to meet that penetrating gaze any longer, my

pulse racing in my throat. He moved closer, his body nearly touching

mine, the air between us electric with tension that made the fine

hairs on my arms stand up.

“The cameras,” I whispered hoarsely, glancing up at the security

device in the corner of the room, my hand gesturing shakily toward it.

“This is a monitored space.”

Something like frustration flashed across his face, but he didn’t move

away, his breath hot against my ear.

“Have you been taking your contraceptives?” The abrupt change of

subject caught me off guard.

My stomach dropped like I’d hit freefall, blood draining from my face

as realization hit me. With everything happening with my mother, I’d

completely forgotten. Oh shit.

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Drake’s touch, his scent, his hold over me. I scrubbed until my skin was raw and pink, cursing under my breath the entire time.

As soon as I got out, I wrapped a towel around myself with shaking hands and placed an emergency order for the morning–after pill, calculating delivery times with frantic precision, my wet hair

dripping onto the screen of my phone.

Another notification pinged–this time from Sophia. I opened it to

find a photo of Drake’s stepmother, Miranda Stone, with a young woman I didn’t recognize. The woman was heavily pregnant, perhaps

seven or eight months along, her hand resting protectively over her

swollen belly.

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