Her CEO Stalker and Her Second Chance Mate (Adelaide) novel Chapter 201

Chapter 201

Creedon

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The message was marked as read, good, but that got a rise out of her. I had just

finished dinner and looked down from the deck at the man who stole my mate. A

fucking beta none the less, and he said I was the pathetic one. He was the sheriff of

this backwater

pack, uncivilized heathens from what I saw. Leather–clad and rolling around town

like some kind of circus act. Addy didn’t belong here; I’d prove it to her. She

wanted the life I could provide her. If I had to beat the sense of that into her until

she righted all the mess she left me and opened her legs willingly, then I’d do it the

hard way. Nothing a little corporal and mental rehabilitation couldn’t override.

Everyone had their breaking point. I stepped off the deck and walked over to my

honored guest, grabbing a bucket of ice that held a bottle of wine on the way down.

I set the bottle next to the blade on the table and dumped the ice over his head. It

had the desired effect. He jolted as he snapped out of his unconscious state.

“Couldn’t let you miss the party, Sheriff,” I taunted. He looked down at the slash

across his chest. The blood had slowed, but the wound wasn’t fully closed and still

bubbled.

“Yeah, I sent my mate the video of your little mishap here,” I smacked his chest

across the gash, and he bit back a grunt. “Showed her how weak and worthless you

are. She will be crawling right back to me in no time.

“You’re fucking delusional,” he spat, shaking his head. This man had taken a lot of

wolfsbane tonight; it was a wonder he wasn’t begging me to kill him already. He

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had grit, I’d give him that. I yanked his head back by his sandy blonde hair to get a

better look at him. His grey–blue eyes glared at me from his stupid, ruggedly

handsome face. And then he spat at me, square in the face. My fist connected with

his face hard. His head slumped, out cold. One of my men passed me a towel. I

wiped the spit from my face.

“Let me know when he comes to. That’s when the real fun starts, I told him,

walking back into the house to take a fucking shower. Disgusting prick, I thought,

shaking my head. I’d gag him next time.

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Carter

This getting knocked out shit was getting old, I thought as I came too. My head was

1. me. Keeping my eyes closed and my body still, I chanced a feel down the bond. She

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