Mated to the Alpha Knight novel Chapter 9

Gasping as I sat up in my bed, heat buckled into my body intensely as sweat ran down the side of my head, I tore the blankets off of me quickly; both my breathing and heart racing. Pain thunder-bolted through my body as I peeled open my eyes.

1:19 am.

Fuck, what is wron- "Oww," I seethed, trying to sit up. My light purple blankets pooling around my now sweaty legs, waves of heat like fire rushed through me quickly.

Taking a deep breath in hopes to ease the pain, I stood and walked over to my window -hoping to let the frozen November air in- with my arms hugging my stomach; each foot step seemed heavier than the last. Sorely, I removed one arm from my stomach and reached up to unlatch my window when the pain intensified so harshly, my body collapsed to the floor. Tears started to pool in my eyes as I rested up against my lilac colored wall in the darkness of the night.

"Celeste," Emrys? "Are yo- fuck," He rushed to my side and pulled me into his lap, his touch easing the pain immensely with every spark.

"Rhys?" A small whimper. "What's-" Another deep breath. "What's wrong with me?"

Before he opened his mouth to speak, I knew the answer.

"You're going into heat, even without hearing you fall I sensed it," Picking me up bridal style, he held me against his naked chest and brought me to his room, laying me down softly on his bed. My wolf purred at being immersed into his scent.

A sudden overwhelming emotion took over my body, like someone else drove my brain while I sat in the back, unable to do anything.

Finding myself smirking to Emrys, I brushed my fingertips over his naked and chiseled chest, allowing my nails to slightly scratch him; goosebumps erupted all over his body, the silver in his eyes trying to show -his wolf trying to show-, but he shook his head.

"This is just your wolf acting out," Emrys' voice grew rough and I just hummed in response, my fingertips reaching his sweatpants hemline. Reluctantly, he pushed my hands away, earning a small whine from me -or my wolf-, and took a step back from the bed. "Stay here, I'm going to run some cold water for you,"

As Emrys walked to his connecting, I couldn't help but admire the way the muscles in his tattooed back were so defined; even though his room was only lit by a small lamp that sat upon his desk, I was in awe. He was so breathtaking, even now with his bedhead mess of black hair, tired eyes, and rough voice, nothing could be sexier; he's my mate and oh my God, I want to be mated.

Sneaking off of his bed, I tiptoed next to him as he sat on the bathtub rim.

"Emrys," I whispered into his ear, the sound of rushing water from the tub filled the room, and he jumped slightly.

"Jesus, Celeste,"