taste of his blood wasn’t gross but
instead something she wanted more of. It worried her but her mate suddenly was
speaking inside her mind again.
It’s normal, sweetheart. You’re different now but you
were already changing before we formed our life bond. You’ll crave my blood and
it will taste sweet to you. His mouth pulled away and the area he’d bitten
had gone numb.
Jasmine turned her head, staring up at him when he looked
down at her. The way his eyes glowed was spectacular. His mouth was closed and
none of her blood showed until he licked his bottom lip. His tongue was bright
red.
“You’re not comfortable with silent conversations.” His
voice came out husky. “You’ll quickly adjust to our mate bond and learn to
appreciate that we can communicate without others hearing us.” He chuckled.
“Read me. You can. Just try. It’s all there for you if you open up.”
She closed her eyes to concentrate, a tiny bit afraid of
what she’d find if she were able to do the impossible. His thoughts didn’t
transfer to her but intense emotion suddenly filled her. Love. Tenderness. A
deep sense of protectiveness. Passion. He wanted her again.
Yes, I do. I’ll always want you. I do feel all those
things. Did you believe I’d want to mate you if I wasn’t willing to die for
you? You’re mine and I’m yours until the end of our time.
Jasmine’s eyes opened to stare at him in wonder. Tears
blinded her as her own emotions surfaced. She loved him and he loved her back.
All doubt left.
I’m still not comfortable talking this way. I love the
sound of your voice. It’s sexy.
He laughed. “Okay, sweetheart. Anything you want.”
“Anything?”
His eyes narrowed as he read her mind and lowered his mouth
to hers for a kiss.
Always. We can definitely do this more. My sister and our
dinner can wait. I’m going to make love to you again.
Good. Stop thinking at me and do it.
Chapter Six
Chase was tense when he reached the club. He hadn’t wanted
to leave Jasmine but he needed to confront the fallout of taking a mate. The
two guards stationed outside the doors whipped their heads in his direction.
The sound of them sniffing seemed amplified as he approached. They’d smell the
change in his scent now that Jasmine was his mate. Her scent was mingled with
his.
The one on the right growled, shock clear in his dark eyes.
The one on the left took a step back, his gaze instantly dropping. The threat
was clear. Chase didn’t hesitate to grab Jacob by his jacket and slam him hard
against the wall.
“Do you have a problem, wolf?” He snarled.
“No.” Jacob’s eyes flared before he dropped his gaze,
darting his eyes everywhere but at Chase’s face.
Chase dropped the werewolf to his feet and stepped back,
releasing him. “Good. You’re my enforcer. I expect you to respect my decision
and my mate. I’ll leave it to you to notify the pack.” He growled low in his
throat. “Can I count on you to dissuade anyone from causing trouble? I want the
truth.”
“Of course.” Jacob gave a sharp nod. “You’re my alpha.”
“Don’t forget it,” Chase warned. He glanced at Paul. “Do you
have a problem?”
“No.” He shook his head wildly, his chin tucked.
“Congratulations. When do we get to meet her?”
“When I believe no one is stupid enough to challenge me or
her.”
Both werewolves were silent. Chase paused for a good minute
but they refused to speak. It had gone better than he hoped. Otherwise he’d
have had to fight and kill at least one of them.
“I’m going inside now. Hold your posts. Has there been any
trouble tonight in the club?”
“No, alpha.” Jacob lifted his head and met his gaze, before
glancing away. “It’s been quiet.”
“Full house but no disturbances,” Paul added. “Just the way
you like it.”
Chase passed them and yanked open the door. The sound of
music spilled out as he entered. All that soundproofing his friends had paid
for worked. Flashing lights