The Pack's Alpha (by Cooper) novel Chapter 4

Cyra

Yorick kisses me the way I’ve always wanted to be kissed, like he’s a drowning man and I’m the air that he needs to breathe to survive. Even his gentle kiss is dominant, demanding that I give in to him. And how can I not? He’s perfect. He’s so incredibly perfect for me.

“You know this is a terrible idea, right?” I ask when he pulls back, leaning his forehead against mine again.

“Not nearly as terrible as you rejecting me and leaving me. I’ll think of something, Cyra. The Moon Goddess gifted you to me and I intend to accept that gift,” he says.

I chuckle and pull back.

“So, where’s your room?” I ask him.

“Right next door to yours,” he says, waggling his eyebrows at me and making me laugh.

I wipe away my tears and finally look around my room. “This isn’t terrible,” I say.

“Believe me when I tell you that it just got a whole lot better,” he says. When I look at him, his heated gaze is on me. The intensity of it makes my heart stutter.

“Look here, Alpha. I’m here to learn and to become the best possible ...” I yip as he pulls me to him, wrapping his arms tightly around my waist. The heat of his body immediately begins to soak into mine.

“We’re both here for the same reason, Cyra. I have no intention of ruining that for either of us. I’m the second son of an Alpha. I refused to accept my brother’s offer to take a role in the pack. I won't take his handout. I want to make my way in this world too. I need to. I have to, even more now that I’ve found you. But, that doesn’t mean that this year isn’t going to be a lot more enjoyable with you in it,” he says.

“Are you always this charming?” I ask him.

He shrugs. “Do you find me charming?” he asks. His grey-green eyes are making it hard for me to breathe. The man is ridiculously attractive. Where Stellan has the good looks that his Alpha genes offer him, Yorick is utterly gorgeous. He exudes confidence and strength and pure masculinity.

He smiles and I realize that I’ve been staring at him.

“You’re welcome to kiss me any time the urge strikes you,” he murmurs, his deep voice sending shock waves of heat straight to my core. “I would love it if you’d offer the same to me.”

I shake my head and pull out of his arms, poking my finger into his chest. “If I made that same offer to you, you’d probably be glued to my face like a suckerfish, so no. I will not be making the same offer.”

“You seemed to like my kisses,” he purrs. Damn the man.

“I need to unpack and I need to look over the course schedule, get my books, look around the campus, and find the cafeteria so I can get some food.”

“Did you know, that I need to do all of those things as well? Well, except for the unpacking. I already did that. Or at least I started to until I smelled your intoxicating scent,” he says. “I say we work together and discover every little secret this Academy has for us.”

“I doubt there are any secrets here,” I tell him.

“Depends on what you consider a secret. We could call it a quest. A quest for knowledge,” he says excitedly.

His excitement is contagious, and I find myself wanting to go on whatever quest Yorick wants to take me on.

“Fine. Let me unpack and we’ll go on a quest,” I tell him.

When I begin to unpack, he plops on my bed, laying on his side with his head propped in his hand. “So, tell me about yourself, about your family. You have an evil father, what about your mother?”

“She died in childbirth when I was very young,” I tell him.

“I’m so sorry. I thought this would be an easy opening.”

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