The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate novel Chapter 526

Chapter 526: He Said Fuck Like A Prayer & A Crime

Gav looked at her, all humor draining from his eyes. "Of course."

She opened her mouth.

Then froze.

Because the question was already answering itself inside her chest, and the answer was a door she couldn’t un-open. She had two mates. Two. Dexmon and Finnick, both of whom had almost died on this mountain for her. Both of whom were bleeding in a chamber right now because they’d thrown themselves between her and a horde of starving vampires without a second’s hesitation.

Dexmon and Gavriel had only just started acting normal around each other again. The tension between them had barely cooled. Acknowledging whatever this electricity was would pour gasoline on a fire she’d spent weeks trying to smother.

What good would it do?

None. The answer was none.

Her hand went to the back of her neck. She closed her mouth and swallowed.

Before she could say anything, Gav’s eyes surged molten gold.

Serena blinked a few times stunned. She had seen Dexmon and Fin’s wolves surface a handful of times. But she had never, in the entire time she’d known him, seen Gavriel’s wolf be that aggressive. There was a difference between his eyes glowing earlier and this and she knew the line because she was mated to two Alphas. Gavriel kept his cool better than anyone she knew.

He clamped his jaw shut and closed his eyes, every muscle in his body locking rigid, tendons standing out in his neck like cables under strain. His hands curled into fists at his sides, knuckles white, arms trembling with the effort of holding something down that was clawing its way up from the inside.

"Gav?" Serena stepped closer. "Are you alright?"

He moved in a blur.

One second he was three feet away, fighting for control with his eyes shut. The next, Serena’s back hit the cliff wall and Gavriel’s body was pressed against hers, forearms braced on either side of her head, chest heaving, pinning her there with a force that wasn’t Gavriel.

His entire body was shaking. Fine, violent tremors that ran through him like fault lines cracking, his breath coming in ragged bursts through clenched teeth. The gold in his eyes had consumed the green entirely, and something darker bled in at the corners, black edging into the irises like ink dropped in water.

"Serena, get away from me. I’ll catch up in a minute," he rasped.

His forehead dropped against the stone beside her head. A broken sound tore from his throat, half growl, half something worse, the sound of a man losing a fight with his own body. His arms shook against the wall. Every breath dragged through him like it was being pulled over broken glass.

"Gavriel? No, I’m not leaving you. What’s happening?"

His hips rutted into her once. Hard. Involuntary. A full-body spasm that slammed his pelvis against hers with a force that had zero thought behind it and every instinct in the world driving it.

Gavriel made a sound like he’d been stabbed.

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