Free The Werewolf Bodyguard (Moonbound Book 2) by Krystal Shannan, Camryn Rhys

“You don’t think you want to hear about your father?”
    “Fuck my father. And fuck my mother. And fuck the world.” He turned and smacked the column with an open hand, about to walk away. Aria laced her fingers into his and pulled him around to face her.
    A thousand emotions glanced across her features as she stared at him. It seemed like she was about to speak several times, and Marco was mesmerized by the ice and fire of her eyes. It calmed him just to stand in front of her, to breathe in and out, to watch her.
    Still holding his hand, Aria leaned toward him and whispered, “You’re not alone anymore, Marco.”
    The words struck him so deep, he couldn’t form his own words. Her gaze flickered back and forth over his eyes, and his face. He had never seen her be soft like this, and it drew him to her like a magnet.
    He took her face in his hands and drew her lips to his, easing her mouth open and kissing her deep. His tongue slid along hers and he relished the earthy taste of her.
    Sure, he liked kissing her, but could he really trust her?
    Aria pulled her lips away and settled her forehead against his. “I know you’re angry. I can feel your heart beating. Just trust me. You will want to know what she has to say about your father.”
    He drew his eyebrows together and was just about to shake his head and walk away when she took his hand again. The warmth of it. The right of it. He had to trust her. Aria pulled him through the big glass doors of the hotel, past the little clusters of round, red seats in the lobby, and across crystal floors.
    When they got to the elevator, he found himself tensing in anticipation of that feeling he’d experienced before, with all the alphas around. But when they stepped inside the box that would carry them upstairs, he found that the reflection of Aria standing beside him stirred up feelings he hadn’t ever expected to feel.
    He kept focusing on the echoing memory of her words. You’re not alone anymore . He could almost let himself believe that.
    Almost.
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    T he elevator doors opened to an empty hallway. Aria took Marco’s hand and pulled him down the hallway. It was high time he understood that his wolf wasn’t something to be feared. That it is a wonderful gift and that being part of a pack was one of the most amazing things about being a wolf.
    “Where are we going?” Marco tugged her hand.
    “I need to show you something,” Aria answered, pulling even harder. He wasn’t getting out of this. No matter what. Fire burned up and down her skin, desire for her mate who was so close to accepting who he was, yet still had so far to go. He might as well have been on the other side of the country. His anger radiated from his body and fed her already guilty mind.
    She could change his mindset. She had to. But it was going to take some drastic measures. Forcing him to shift was going to be one of them.
    “What? More wolf shit?” Marco snarled, trying to yank his hand away. “Some other spell that I don’t get a say about?”
    Knife to the gut. She deserved that one. They were supposed to be together. The magick never lied. But he didn’t know that. To him it was all one big high he couldn’t come down from and she was the drug that wouldn’t let go. Well, pal. Prepare to be even more pissed. Cause I’m not done yet.
    “Yes. More wolf shit, Marco. Guess what, you’re a fucking wolf. You’re my mate and I’m yours. I can explain everything, but you have to give me a chance.” She breathed slowly and evenly, willing away the overflow of emotions riding just behind her stalwart wall of enforcer bravado. Where was a girl’s BFF when she needed one? That and a tub of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. This plan she’d concocted to help Marco also involved her doing things that might ruin the bond between them. Or it could work perfectly and she’d finally get the ride on his cock she’d wanted from the start.
    Making him face his wolf was the only option she