Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 36656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
If she thought about it, she was more frustrated with her parents. Their constant bombardment for them to do the right thing, as if they didn’t have a choice.
It was crazy the time they had wasted.
By the end of the shift, Alexa was ready to be alone with Landon, to enjoy some food, and to just be near him for the rest of the night.
They walked out of the door. Landon grabbed her hand and they walked back to their place. Several pack members called out to them, and they held their hands up, waving back.
It felt good. It felt right.
Life felt … amazing.
“Do you think we should visit Cheryl?” Alexa asked.
Their parents hadn’t told them anything, but she still had amazing hearing and knew Cheryl was being kept safe in a secure room.
“I don’t know. Maybe you should,” Landon said. “I don’t want to cause her any kind of confusion.”
“I get it.” She rested her head against his shoulder.
When they arrived at their home, she closed the door. Landon had already made his way into the kitchen. She put her bag on the door, toed off her sneakers, and followed him into the kitchen.
After she took a seat at the counter, he poured her a glass of water and slid it across the counter. She picked it up and took a sip. “What’s for dinner?” she asked.
He opened the fridge and pulled out the ingredients. There were a lot of fresh vegetables, herbs, and she scented the steak.
“How about you let me do my magic?” he asked.
“Sure, go ahead.”
He winked at her.
Alexa took a sip of her water and watched him flick the oven on.
Next, he put some potatoes in a saucepan, which he told her he’d already washed, ready to go. He put them on to boil. After the potatoes, he got to work on the other vegetables. She eyed some asparagus, sugar snaps, and carrots. He arranged them on a baking tray. The carrots he’d cut into very thin strips, and he drizzled them with a little oil and black pepper. Into the oven, they went.
He lifted the food processor, and she watched him put the herbs into the main bowl, and then a bunch of other ingredients.
“I had no idea you could cook,” she said.
“My mom taught me. She figured the best way of making a good alpha was to make sure he had plenty of skills. My dad can cook as well. He also swears that the key to a good mating is to be … you know, able to do everything.” He wrinkled his nose.
Alexa giggled. “What is it?”
“You know how as a kid, you think what your parents mean is like cooking and cleaning and stuff.”
“I think so.”
“Yeah, I just realized my dad was probably also talking about sex.”
“Landon, come on, both of our parents are mated. It only makes sense that they will, you know, have sex. It is the natural order of things.”
He turned on the processor and glared at her.
She rolled her eyes. “Gertie and Marcel had sex to have you. Just like my parents had sex for me. Trust me, when we have kids, we’re going to have to have sex to have them.” The moment she said those words, she pressed her lips together. She didn’t know where they had come from.
Yes, mating with Landon was going to happen. She had no doubt about it, but what if he didn’t want kids? What if he didn’t want to be mated to her?
There was a whole host of questions and potential problems they still faced. Like the fact for the last twenty-one years, they’d hated each other and had denied this mating at every single turn.
Now, they were suddenly what? Mated? Together? They’d enjoyed each other’s company, and she loved feeling his hands on her body. Not to mention how good his mouth was on her pussy. Then there was the fact she loved sucking his dick last night. Why was she even thinking about this?
“I want us to take a chance,” Landon said.
She lifted her gaze to his. “A chance?” Her voice was slightly high-pitched, not that it was meant to be.
“Yeah, a chance. For you and me. A chance to make this mating work. I know it’s a long shot, but you can’t deny how good things are between us, Alexa. Especially if we close off all of that fucking bullshit from before. We don’t need anyone telling us what we can and cannot be.”
He rounded the counter and took her hand within his.
The moment he touched her, she felt that connection, the peace. The wolf inside her was more than happy when Landon touched her. “Don’t tell me you don’t feel this as well,” he said.
“I do feel it, Landon. When I’m with you, I feel … I’m happier,” she said.