The Designated Mate novel Chapter 25

I thought I was going to pass out when he made an abrupt move and buried his face within the crook of my neck for the second time. My body was shaking like a leaf but I was trying to stay as still as possible. Any quick movements could be interpreted as a threat to his wolf and result in me being buried six feet under.

It felt like hours had passed before his body's slight tremor disappeared and his wolf seemed to be at peace, though I knew it had only been a maximum of ten minutes.

"I'll be back later," he huskily growled out before removing himself from my body and quickly retreating out my front door. I stood in the middle of the room in shock, not knowing how to process what the heck just happened. I'd never been touched or handled in such a way by a man before that I wasn't entirely sure what I was supposed to feel.

I wasn't supposed to be turned on...was I?

Despite my fear of him, I couldn't help but be somewhat attracted to him and his intense nature and manliness. I must be crazy.

I released a deep puff of air from my lips before pushing the thoughts into the back of my mind and deciding to focus on the task at hand that I wanted to complete; painting. I was about to mind-link Grace and see if she wanted to ride into town with me to pick up the supplies I'd ordered online, but she burst into my house seconds later.

"What are you doing up so early? And how come you stayed at the pack house last night-woah." She gasped while taking a look around. I couldn't help the proud smile as she examined the new look to the house. My baby is coming along very nicely.

"Who? What? How?" Grace floundered for words with a shocked expression.

"I had someone work on it!" I exclaimed in excitement. She opened her mouth, probably to ask who, but I cut her off. "Will you ride into town with me to get my stuff? I want to start painting the walls today so I can hurry and replace the flooring!" I squealed, bouncing on my feet.

"My God, these are strong," I said before releasing a hysterical giggle. She nodded before agreeing.

"HOLY GUACAMOLE, POPPY! I'm plastered." Grace yelled before laughing her head off when I half-heartedly shushed her. We were getting death glares from the other customers, but neither one of us was sober enough to care.

"Shit, Poppy. I'm going to have to call Jason to come get us. We're both too gone to drive anytime soon," she sighed before struggling to pull her phone from her purse and call her mate. I laughed at her failure before she flipped me off and pressed her phone to her ear.

"Hello my heart and souuuuul, I need a ride. Poppy and I got piss drunk on margs and now we can't drive home. You'll have to bring someone with you to bring home Poppy's car as well....shhh honey it's fine, there's no need to be mad....I know what day of the week it is!" She growled back. I giggled, knowing that Jason was going to end up backing down and would be coming to pick us up. I also knew that she was going to more than make it up to him as she'd been telling me about the nasty sex she wanted to have with him when she got home after she'd finished her first drink.