Reborn Luna (Hope and Keith) novel Chapter 32

20. Touch Her–1

Keith

The mere thought of Ben touching Hope… Holding her….comforting her…

It is enough to make my blood boil, to loosen the reins of my control until I was nothing but instinct and action.

My thoughts fracture into shards of rage and possessiveness. Every cell in my body screams at me to stop it, to stop her from walking away and seeking out the golden haired brute for c omfort.

There shouldn’t be any other male but me on her mind when she’s hurt or scared or in need.

My wolf and Lycan merge, their feeling becoming a tidal wave of raw power. My beast is desperate to be free, to end this–end him–before Ben could get anywhere near Hope.

It doesn’t matter that he wanted Tessa, it doesn’t matter that Hope had finally confirmed what I already knew, that they weren’t together.

All that matters is that every time Hope ran from me the barrier she uses to keep me away is

him.

What else did I have to do to prove I wanted this mating?

I would spend weeks–months–chasing Hope if that’s what she wanted. I used every second of the day to try and break down the walls she built around herself.

She wouldn’t even look at me and I’m the one who came after her to make sure she was safe. She is my mate -the one meant to complete me,bro balance me, to make me better–but she keeps pushing me away.

Even now when she needs help she doesn’t want me.

She wants Ben.

Through the fog I can hear her voice. I know she wants to leave. The part of my brain that is still rational understands the risk of being so close to her while she’s in the state.

I can smell her arousal perfume in the air and make my Alpha for a moment heighten in

response.

I know we need to be away from each other but I can’t do it. Not knowing that the second she’s out of my sight she’ll be searching for Ben.

Still, I forced my feet to move, to open the door and let her step out.

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When she goes to walk away my hand moves of its own accord.

Her skin is hot again mine.

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Her alluring blue eyes meet mine. Fire and desires make them brighter than I’ve ever seen.

Without knowing, she’s captured me just as I’ve captured her. Her hold may not be physical, but she has me. And I can never walk away.

“Keith…” she questions.

Tell her. Now. Tell her she’s ours. She’s our mate. SHE. IS. OURS, my beast demands.

She must take my silence for indecision because she speaks again.

“It’s okay,” she says, her voice soft, soothing. “Ben won’t let anything happen to me.”

The flood gates of my rage spill over

Ben.

Ben.

I’m so tired of his fucking name coming from her lips.

All thought leaves my body. Instinct slams into me pushing the human side of me back.

I surge forward, my body moving before my mind could catch up.

I yank her small frame to me leaving nothing but heat between our bodies. If I were in my right mind I would probably linger on the feeling of her against me, on the rightness of her curves molding to the planes of my body.

A maddening need chases away human sentimentalism and all I hear, all I feel is need.

More. More. More, my beast chants.

We finally have our mate where we want her.

Her eyes widened in surprise as I held the base of her neck proprietarily.

I don’t recognize my own voice as it leaves me.

“Mate,” I growled, a declaration to her. “Mine.”

And she fucking is.

Whether she wants to admit it or not.

No matter where she goes, no matter who stands in my way, she is mine.

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I look into her blue eyes and the craving to possess her drowns me.

“Only mine,” I warn her before the fraying edge of my control snaps.

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