The True Alpha of Lupine (Seraphina and Ronan) novel Chapter 128

SERAPHINA

“Stay with me.”

I gasped as he buried his face in my neck, his lips brushing against my ski

“What-what are you doing?” I stammered, staggering back as his borly leaner heavily against mine. His breath scorched my skin, hands grasped at my waist like I was the fast tether keeping him from fating “Hey. stop that! Or I will kick you!” I growled, feeling his weight press info me completely trapping me between him and the cold stone wall.

“So warm,” he murmured, his body burning against mine.

My heart thundered. Again with the warmth? My perfume should’ve masked my scent, still he continued to act like this. I guess the human part could be deceived but the wolf could always sense the opposite gender even if it was not completely sure and confused.

“Hey, you are burning up. Get off me!” I coldly growled, pushing him away. “I am not your personal heater of something warm that you can cling to during your rut!”

Ryker’s low chuckle rumbled through his chest. His lips hovered just above my skin. “Don’t treat me like some other Alpha who can go into rut at any time. This is the first time this has happened and it is all because of you.”

I was taken back, “Because of me?” I glared down at him unamused, “Has the rut gotten into your brain? How could I trigger your rut?!”

“It’s becasue II followed you,” he murmured, his voice hoarse, nearly broken with restraint.

“What?!” I looked at him in disbelief, “So you are telling me that you stalked me and you went into your rut because of it?” that did not make any sense but he still nodded.

“Yeah, so take responsibility. If not as a heater then be my pillow.”

My patience snapped.

The arrogance of this Alpha!

1 pushed him away with all my strength and grabbed him by his collar. “I really admire your guts. First you stalked me and then blamed me for your rut?!”‘My fingers balled into his collar, dragging him slightly off me. “And now you want to snuggle? And what, make me into your pillow?” I glared at him.

He grinned, deliriously amused. Sweat beaded on his brow. His pupils were blown wide, body trembling with the effort of not giving in. The scent of desperation, heat, and barely restrained hunger rolled off him in waves. It was as if his wolf was about to take control over and pounce on me.

He just barely held onto the edge of control like it was the last thing he owned.

“Okay,” he rasped, raising a shaky hand, palm out. “I am sorry. Not as a pillow. I swear. Just hold my hand? Your warmth is really calming me,” he whispered, his voice broken and hand hot and shaking.

I stared at it in pure surprise this time. Ryker Wraithe actually apologized for being playful and begged for help.

I looked at his flushed cheeks, sweaty face and burning state. If it was another wolf they would have shifted into their wolves long ago to survive the rut but his self control was beyond what I had seen in other male wolves.

“No?” he whispered, his eyes never wavering from mine.

I finally blinked and looked at his hand. Earlier he saved me from that wolf in rut. He had not been arrogant

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