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Werewolf Compilations novel Chapter 101

I close my door behind me and stare ahead at his two large ones. I hear Gail and Theresa downstairs in the kitchen, so I begin my act towards them, playing Claire. She's quiet and stealthy, so I sneak down like a hunting lioness, my steps careful, but I also peer back at my door. She'd always peer back at my door, I think, hoping I would be watching.

Like Claire would, I grip the door handle and open it just enough to slip inside, and I do. I drown myself in his scent and fall back with the door, facing his room like I'd face my own. I'd see him there, on the bed or leaving the bathroom. James would welcome her with some charming or dark look and she'd climb onto the bed, so I do. He'd stalk towards her, but I'm going to forget about her, so he'd stalk towards me. Claire no longer matters. She's right. I am the Luna, I am his mate, and she's not.

I have the power.

So here I lay, on his bed that is my bed, and he'd near me, the woman he'd serve until he is forgiven. That's what I'm doing here, right? Waiting until he makes up for all he's done to me. I have power over him. That was his mistake, I suppose. He hurt me, and he gave me power.

I spread my arms out amongst his bedding and wrinkle it to my own desires. He'd stand at the foot of the bed, he'd watch me with lustful eyes like a fresh kill. I'm served on a silver platter, aren't I? Untouched. I can't tell myself that I'd preserved myself for him, though, because it's just not true. But I am exactly that, untouched.

It just gives me more power now, doesn't it? He must love that his mate is only for him and will forever be only for him. She may have had experience, but I can give him so much more. Not only will my body be his, but I'll carry his children, and imagine the power that comes with that.

James is Alpha, no. I am the Alpha.

He needs me.

And he'd lay on the bed, and I'd stand before him. I'd climb over him and he'd ache of anticipation. James would beg for me, he'd beg for just one...soft...touch—

"Rae?"

My eyes shoot open. "Yes?" I call, frozen.

His footsteps near the bed and I immediately sit up when I see him standing before me. James watches me carefully. "Rae, what are you doing?"

"Um," I improvise, "I thought you wanted me in here? Am I not allowed to be in here?"

His eyes intensify. "Of course you can be in here. It was just unexpected."

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