Mated to Her Alpha Instructor (Eileen and Regis) novel Chapter 86

Mated to Her Alpha Instructor

Chapter 86

Regis followed me over the edge with a muffled roar against my throat, his release pulsing hot inside me as his body shuddered. When he finally withdrew his teeth, he licked over the fresh marks with devastating gentleness, soothing the sting.

“Look at me,” he said softly, and I opened eyes I hadn’t realized I’d closed.

His expression was fierce with satisfaction and love. “The bond is complete now, Eileen. No more fading.”

I touched my neck, feeling the raised edges of the new mark–deeper, stronger. Through the bond, I felt not just his emotions but his presence, a constant warm weight in my mind.

“I can feel you,” I whispered. “Both of you.”

And we feel you. He pressed his forehead to mine. “My mate. My heart.”

We dressed slowly, stealing kisses between layers of clothing, and walked back hand in hand as the sun dipped lower. The mark on my neck pulsed with warmth beneath my hastily arranged scarf, and I kept touching it through the fabric, still marveling at its permanence.

When we entered the manor, Kristina was arranging flowers in the entrance hall. She looked up with a welcoming smile that shifted into something knowing as her eyes tracked to my neck–or rather, to the scarf that didn’t quite hide the vivid marks beneath.

“Well,” she said, her lips curving with barely suppressed amusement. “The forest air must have been particularly invigorating today.”

My face flamed. I pressed my hand to the scarf, mortified, but Kristina’s expression held nothing but warm affection. Alfred appeared from the study, took one look at the two of us–my flushed face, Regis’s slightly disheveled hair, the way we were standing just a bit too close–and let out a knowing chuckle.

‘I see the estate tour was… memorable,” he said mildly, though his eyes sparkled with humor. Then his gaze softened as it dropped briefly to where my hand rested protectively over my stomach. ‘Just remember you’re carrying precious cargo, you two.”

“Alfred, Kristina said, swatting his arm, but she was smiling.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered. ‘I didn’t mean for them to-

“Don’t.” He cupped my face, tilting it up to his. “They’re happy for us. That’s all.”

“But it was my choice too, I insisted, needing him to understand. “I wanted–I needed you to mark me again. I couldn’t stand the thought of it fading, of you feeling that emptiness-

He silenced me with a kiss, soft and lingering. I know,” he murmured against my lips. “And that means everything to me.”

I leaned into him, feeling the bond hum between us, feeling the mark on my neck pulse in time with my heartbeat. In a week, the full moon would come, and I would give him the moonstone–a gift that would let him carry part of me wherever he went.

But for now, this was enough. More than enough.