The Pack's Nemesis (Quirin's Story) novel Chapter 16

The moment Raif caught Echo and began mating her, I knew where in trouble. That same light, the same warm give the *ame rapturous explosion of pleasure bladed through our bolt like it hard when I had mated with Kennedy

After that, there was no controlling Raif He lost all restraint, griling engrossed in the excitement of the hunt and bliss of the mating. Echo had finally collapsed back at the overhang, before I could get Raif under control again.

Dammit, Raif

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I know he didn’t mean to lose control anymore than I did, and yet, neither of us has any restraint when it comes to feeling the utter joy that being inside our mate brings us.

We watch as Echo shifts back to her human form. I take control of Raif’s wolf body and walk over, sniffing her. I growl as I smell blood.

“This is why I said no more mating. Now that you and Echo have completed your bond, there is no reason to mate until we know we can control ourselves,‘ I tell him.

I know he doesn’t like what I’m saying, but he doesn’t like smelling the blood on Kennedy and Echo either, especially knowing that it was caused by us.

I pull the shift and collect our clothes, getting Kennedy dressed and pulling on my shorts before lifting her and carrying her back to the packhouse.

When I step out of the forest line, the pack members who are congregated outside stop to look at me.

“Alpha, is everything okay?” Kier asks, jogging up. He stops when he smells the blood on Kennedy.

“She’s fine. Tired after Echo and Raif ran all evening.”

“Right,” he says, dragging out the word and giving me a look before stepping out of my way. The rest of the pack stares as I

them. When I get to the back of the packhouse I turn to the pack members who are silently watching me.

“You all must have heard Raif and Echo running through the pack lands. We’re newly mated, our wolves completed their bond. She’s not dead so you can stop staring at me as if I murdered your Luna,” I growl, making all of them jump.

I spin on my heel and stride inside. The pack members in here quickly skirting out of my way.

‘Over react much?‘ Raif asks.

‘We made her bleed. Again. It’s no wonder they think we killed her.’

When I get her back to our room, I carefully strip her down and start a bath. She’s dirty and I want to wash off the blood before I put her to bed. I strip off my shorts once the water is warm and carefully sit in the tub with her in my lap. I get the soap and begin bathing her.

I’ve struggled so much with control, that I haven’t taken the time to look over my mate’s body. She’s lean, as all wolves are, especially Alpha wolves who run a lot, but she’s not as muscular as most warriors are. I rather like that her body is softer than others I’ve seen or been with. Her body fits mine perfectly, softening my hard, rough edges.

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Two wind Beef Wellington, Itaif says I think sheet dinner tosight, how I never thought I’d like a slab of beef surrounded by puff pastry, but dam. It was good. I’d so been comprised when Kennerty feat me the bite of foor! It felt intimate in a way Tin untary detomed to forling. No one has ever fed ne before

Bever Our rough edges are too sharp for her softness. I don’t think she ever be able to soften those hand lines. She’d only hurt berwolf i she tried. I tell him honestly.

Raif begins purring as he looks down at our mate. “Echo gave me a good run

You were running all out in the beginning, weren’t you?‘ I ask him.

Yes, our little mate is fast,’ he says proudly

But you’re faster, I say.

I’m not sure I am faster. I just think I have more stamina than she does,’ he says, and I realize he’s right, If he were faster. he’d have at least caught up to her before she’d run full out for an hour. Of course, after he plowed into her like a fucking jackhammer when he caught her the first time, she’d been running injured. She’d gotten slower each time he caught her. allowing him to catch her more quickly until she’d finally collapsed, exhausted.

I’m frustrated all over again at my lack of restraint. I’m not the kind of man or Alpha who loses control. I always keep a tight rein on my emotions, but with Kennedy I don’t seem to have any at all.

I get her out of the bath and dry her off before putting one of my shirts over her head and laying her in bed. I’d prefer to leave her naked but since I obviously have no self–control when it comes to my mate, I’d rather no risk temptation.

When I have her snuggled in bed, I go clean up the bathroom, quickly taking my own shower before crawling into bed and wrapping myself around my mate. I may not be willing to have sex with her, but I’m not willing to sleep without her. Last night when I’d finally fallen asleep, it had been the best sleep I ever remembering having in my life. And tonight is no different.

In the morning, I wake up without an alarm as I always do. I look at the clock and see that it’s my usual 4:45am wake up. Just in time to get dressed and head down to warrior training.