Free Taken By The Alpha (Timber Valley Pack) by Georgette St. Clair Page B

rueful grin. “Let’s just say 90 percent of the blood in my body is concentrated in one place, and it’s not my brain. And just so you know, it happens every time I see you. Always has.”
                  Always?
                  She bit her lip, moving underneath him just because she loved the way it felt to slide against his smooth, hard body. “You know, if you agreed to release me, then technically I wouldn’t be your hostage any more. Then we could have sex.” She couldn’t believe she was saying that. Was she actually asking him to have sex with her? God, she was on the verge of begging for it, which would be so humiliating.
                  Not surprisingly, he laughed and shook his head. “Nice try.  Incredibly tempting. I’d do just about anything to be with you, Katrina, but not something that would harm my pack.”
                  “Fine. You’re a Killingworth anyway.  We’re like matter and anti-matter, if we got together we’d probably explode.” She scowled up at him. She’d just asked him to have sex with her – and he’d turned her down! Even if it was for a really good reason.
                  “Explode is right,” he grinned, and then shook his head in exasperation. “Damn it! Why do I keep doing that? You drive me crazy, Katrina. If we weren’t from rival packs…Believe me, I’d be begging you.”
                  She squirmed underneath him, struggling to move him off of her. She was pleased to hear him groan in frustration.
                  “Does that bother you? Good.” She glowered up at him. “I just want you to know one thing. The fact that I am physically turned on by you at the immediate moment doesn’t mean I actually like you. And it’s not my brain thinking. It’s my wolf. I haven’t been mated in awhile, and she wants…”
                  “Who have you mated with?” His eyes glowed with a strange, angry light.
                  “Are you actually jealous?” she asked, astonished.
                  He scowled down at her. “My wolf is. Doesn’t mean anything. Doesn’t mean any more than your wolf wanting me to take her long, deep and hard. Just my animal instincts rearing up.”
                  That’s not the only thing rearing up, she thought, desperately longing to slide up, to impale herself on him…
                  Abruptly, he rolled off her and sat up.  The loss of his warmth, his touch, his skin against hers, sent a shock wave of protest through her. She took a deep, shuddery breath and then she sat up too, hugging herself and scowling.
    “So, let’s get back to business here. You escaped. How?”
                  “I have friends,” she said.
                  “What a shocker.”
                  “Screw you.”
                  “If only.  My pack’s enforcers are investigating right now. They may already have discovered who tried to help you.” His tone and expression turned serious.  “You realize that whoever did this committed treason against my pack. You know what the consequences are.”
                  She swallowed hard. She didn’t want anyone to get in trouble for helping her – especially the fatal kind of trouble, which was very likely what he was talking about. She hoped it wasn’t Teresa, or that whoever had helped it wouldn’t get caught.
                  “No comment,” she said. “Although I would say that mercy is a very important attribute for an Alpha.”
                  He snorted. “Tell that to your stepfather.”
                  “We’re back to that, are we?”
                  “Yep. You Mordhaus, me Killingworth. It’s always back to that. Let’s go back and see what they managed to uncover.”             
                  When they