Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 114617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Snap!
He broke the marker clean in two.
“I will if you really want me to,” I purred, fingers skating the soft, tickling lace of my bra. “Just pick up my shirt and give it to me. I’ll put it on and we forget this ever happened.”
Orion didn’t move.
“Well?” I taunted, smug as shit. “Do you want me to put it on or not?”
The veins were popping out of his forehead. “Y-you come over here and get it.”
“Why?” I cocked my head. “Is it because you don’t want me to see how hard that cock is?”
“That’s my wolf, not me! I don’t— I’d never—”
“Then, leave,” I whispered. “Walk out the door right now oorrrrrr....” He tensed tighter and tighter as I drew the word out. “Tell me why you’re blowing your only chance at getting your life back.”
“Because it’s not real!” he burst out. The poor man looked physically ill–—shaking, sweating, and clutching the desk so tight the wood protested. “It’s a test I’m meant to fail. A test my alpha wants me to fail. I could graduate with the highest scores in history and become head of the alpha council, and it won’t matter. She’ll never let me back into the clan.”
“Hmm. Intriguing. But if it’s a test you’re meant to fail, why—?”
“Off.”
“What was that?” I sang, making a show of turning my ear to him. Oh yeah, I was enjoying myself immensely.
“Take. It. Off.” Never had a man so infused lust with rage. The desire to kill me and have me battled for dominance in his eyes.
I decided the winner for him and drew my skirt zipper down. It pooled at my feet, leaving me nothing but my bra and thong.
Orion drew in a hard, shuddering breath. His wolf had to be losing his mind. Orion’s control over him was more than impressive. Turning around, I bent over and gave my ass a little wiggle.
Orion whimpered.
No other sound that sharp cry could be. The man whimpered because revenge was sweet. He made me whimper like a fool. It was only right that I return the favor.
“Why give you a test you’re meant to fail?” I asked again.
Orion openly stared at my ass like a starving man eyes a buffet. I wasn’t sure he even heard me.
“Come on,” I teased, hooking my finger around my thong strap. “You want me to take this off, don’t you? Tell me why—”
“Because Mara hates me,” he rushed out. “She’s always hated me. Being chosen as your fated mate gave her the excuse she’d been waiting for to kick me out of the clan.” He was talking so fast I was barely keeping up. “But then the alpha council finally allowed us to enroll in the academy, and they went to her for the recommendation.
“She refused of course. Said she’d rather die than write a good word about me, but when they wouldn’t let up and demanded she either write the rec or give a good reason for why she wouldn’t...” He scoffed. “Let’s just say, they didn’t think it was a good reason. Sunella wrote the rec herself, and ordered Mara to welcome me back into the clan. Mara said she would if—”
“—you graduated top of the class,” I finished. “Something she doesn’t expect you to do, so she gets to look fair and just while really she’s a petty bitch.”
He just nodded, looking hard at my bra. It was clear what he wanted me to do.
I took a step toward him. Orion shot back like I was strapped with a bomb.
“Don’t.”
“Don’t? But why not?” I hooked my straps and pulled them out, jiggling my boobs in their lace hammocks. “Don’t you want a closer look?”
His eyes flashed, turning bright amber. A wolf’s eyes. Baring his teeth, vicious fangs glinted under the fluorescents. “If you come any closer, I won’t be able to control myself, and I am not fucking you. It’ll solidify the bond. I’ll be your mate,” he spat.
“Would that really be so bad?” I stripped my bra off in one swift move.
Orion caught himself mid-leap and crashed at my feet, groaning like a dying man.
“You might like being my mate,” I said, putting one finger under his chin and drawing him up on his knees. “You might like fucking me even more.”
“You’re a killer,” he hissed. Orion inhaled my scent deep into his lungs. Right there in the middle of the detention room, the glow emanated from his skin. Brillant and warm, it enveloped me—sinking way down where the pieces of my broken heart had become infected sores oozing hatred. The bond wanted to be consummated.
Now.
“And you’re not?” I forced calm into my voice. “How many vampires have you killed, wolf boy?”
“That’s different!” He grabbed my hips and snapped me closer. I let out a small eep when he shredded my thong with his teeth. “They’re already dead!”