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I gently scooped her up, cradling her against my chest. Her head fell against my shoulder, silent and still.
My ice-blue eyes softened as I gazed down at her flushed face. The mate bond pulsed between us with deep affection.
“So good,” I murmured tenderly, my Alpha voice dropping to barely a whisper.
My security team immediately formed a protective circle around us as I carried Olivia toward the exit. Every supernatural creature in Nightshade Bar watched respectfully as their Alpha passed.
Frank Langley approached Emma, who had been hovering nearby with obvious concern for her charge.
“Where are Miss Winters’ friends?” Frank inquired professionally. “Alpha Connor wants them escorted to Rivers Pack’s luxury hotel for the night.”
Emma glanced between Emma Thompson and Jade Mitchell, who were gathering their belongings with worried expressions.
“I should stay with Olivia,” Emma said hesitantly, torn between duties.
“Alpha Connor will protect his mate,” Frank assured her. “Your friends need safe accommodation.”
Emma looked at Olivia’s peaceful face in my arms, then nodded reluctantly. She trusted me completely with her Luna’s safety.
“I’ll coordinate their hotel arrangements,” she agreed, moving toward Emma and Jade.
The cool night air brushed against Olivia’s flushed cheeks as I carried her to my waiting Obsidian Black Bentley with Custom Plates. The distinctive vehicle gleamed under the streetlights.
Raymond Brooks held the door open respectfully, his eyes carefully averted from his Alpha’s mate.
I settled into the leather seats with Olivia still cradled in my arms. Her warmth seeped through my business suit.
Raymond discreetly raised the partition, giving us complete privacy. The soundproof barrier ensured our conversation would remain intimate.
Inside the luxury vehicle, Olivia stirred slightly. Her unfocused amber eyes searched my face through our bond connection.
“Connor?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
“I’m here, Luna,” I replied softly, stroking her honey-brown hair.
Suddenly, Olivia spoke with surprising clarity. Her voice carried a plea enhanced by our mate bond.
“Connor, we don’t want to break up, okay.”
The sincerity in her tone tugged at my heartstrings through our wolf connection. My chest tightened with fierce protectiveness.
“We won’t break up,” I promised, my hand gently stroking her hair. “Never again.”
The words came from the deepest part of my soul. No force in the supernatural world could separate us now.
Olivia’s vulnerability stirred something primal within my wolf. The need to comfort and claim. her overwhelmed my usual restraint.
I gently coaxed her closer, studying her flushed features in the dim lighting.
“Do you want a kiss?” I asked softly, testing her awareness.
She glanced shyly at the partition separating us from Raymond, then back to my
“Yes,” she admitted quietly, her cheeks burning with embarrassment and desire.
I lowered my head, my voice becoming somewhat hoarse with Alpha need.
“You want a kiss?”
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With those words, Olivia leaned in without hesitation. Her lips met mine in a hesitant, innocent kiss that sent sparks through our mate bond.
The contact ignited a fire within my wolf. I deepened the kiss immediately, my tongue exploring her mouth as our wolves recognized each other completely.
She tasted like moonfire whiskey and something uniquely her. The combination was intoxicating beyond any alcohol.
As the kiss intensified, Olivia’s hands began to wander. Her fingers explored my muscled chest beneath my business suit with growing boldness.
I struggled to maintain Alpha control as her touch sent electricity through my body.
“What are you doing?” I questioned her playful advances, though my wolf purred with satisfaction.
Olivia pulled back slightly, her amber eyes gleaming with possessive Luna authority despite her intoxicated state.
“I want to touch your chest,” she stated simply, her hands continuing their exploration.
I chuckled, my wolf pleased by her claim on me. The sound rumbled deep in my chest.
“Taking advantage of me while I’m trying to be a gentleman?” I teased, though my body responded eagerly to her touch.
She retorted with fierce mate possessiveness, her voice carrying the authority of a true Luna.
“You are mine.”
The declaration sent heat straight through our bond. My wolf howled with approval at her claim.
But then I noticed the change in her expression. Her amber eyes were getting wetter and wetter, more moisture accumulating with each passing second.
She was about to cry at any moment. The sight hit me like a physical blow.
As tears welled in her eyes, threatening to spill over, my Alpha resolve crumbled completely. I couldn’t bear to see my mate cry.
The sight of her tears ignited a fierce, possessive love within my wolf that demanded I comfort and protect her above all else.
(Connor’s POV)
Okay, I admitted she won. At this moment, all my principles were invalidated, and I lost completely.
I knocked on the partition. Raymond Brooks understood immediately and turned the Obsidian Black Bentley with Custom Plates onto a small road.
A few minutes later, the Cullinan stopped by the empty roadside grass. With the car parked, Raymond swiftly opened the door, got out, and left, all in one go.
Only the two of us were left in the quiet car.
I initiated a passionate and deep kiss, causing the temperature inside the car to rise rapidly through our mate bond connection. Desire spread and burned, making our breaths hot.
Olivia straddled my lap, our bodies pressed tightly together, both radiating heat. I supported Olivia’s waist with one hand and caressed her smooth thigh with the other.
With my burning touch, Olivia’s chest rose and fell rapidly, and she couldn’t help but groan softly through our bond.
“Connor,” she whispered against my lips, her voice thick with need.
My wolf howled with satisfaction at her surrender. The mate bond pulsed between us with electric intensity.
Olivia tilted her fair neck, and I kissed her, my lips lingering over the sensitive skin of her throat. Olivia clutched my shirt tightly, moaning.
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