Page 98 of Claimed By Prince Daddy

She glared at me, hands on hips. “What?”

I dropped my voice, thinking she’d be more apt to listen to reason. “You’re not going anywhere near that trail.”

It’s not safe for you.

Her eyes sparked like embers. “I’m a latent, not a human.” I swore under my breath. Sasha misread my intent, assuming I meant she was too weak to hold her own. She marched toward me, crowding into my space, the top of her head almost reaching my chest. “You have no right to order me around. Need I remind you I’m an alpha?” With teeth bared, she whispered, “I’m nothing to you. So stop with the overprotective bullshit.”

I stared down, my dominance jolting her. The little female didn’t even flinch. I whirled on Nick and a growl escaped my chest. “Leave us.” My gaze swung to the other latents in the room. “All of you.”

Not one person rose from their chair. A few even held my dark glare. Nick looked at Sasha, his expression hard as he awaited her orders. My bear stood on his hind legs and roared.

Sasha relented and sighed. “Out. Everyone.”

At her command, the room emptied, everybody filing out the front door. But not before casting me dirty looks. As soon as the door closed, Sasha lunged. She jabbed her finger into my chest, fangs protruding out over her lips.

“You have no right to order my pack around. Who the hell do you think you are?”

“Your mate.”

Shock exploded across Sasha’s face, mirroring the disbelief roiling inside me.

Where the hell did that come from?

I wanted to punch myself for spewing those words and wished to snatch them back.

Her upper lip curled to expose wicked fangs. “Rejectedmate. You have no say over me about what I do or don’t do. So take your dominant male, overprotective shit, and shove it up your ass.” She looked me up and down. “And stop that rumbling. Tell your bear to get his shit together.”

In an instant, the rumbling stopped, but my emotions went haywire, and my bear had taken control over my body—growling.

I raked a hand through my hair, tugging at the ends. “Listen, I can’t switch off centuries of damn instinct. The bear doesn’t want you hurt.”

Sasha tossed her hair over one shoulder and turned on her heel and stalked out of the cabin. I blinked, realizing she was dismissing me. I didn’t know whether to roar or laugh. After shaking my head, I dashed after her. By following her smell, I found Sasha inside a garage with rows of vehicles tucked inside. Sasha weaved around cars, and stopped by a forest green Jeep. She pulled some keys from her jeans pocket and unlocked the vehicle, moving to the driver’s side.

I was on her in an instant, my hand fisted around hers, holding the keys. She raised a questioning brow.

“I’m driving.”

“No, you’re not.” She yanked her arm, but my hold was like a steel band.

“I didn’t ask. Give me the keys.”

“This is my vehicle! I don’t let anyone drive Sadie.”

A tug pulled at the corner of my lips.So, she names her vehicles?

“Sadie is in capable hands,” I shot back.

Sasha ceased struggling. Her eyes took on a speculative look. I narrowed an eye at her, dread mounting.

She moved like liquid, crowding me, her body sliding against mine. Her curves hit all the right places, molding to all my hard spots, like someone made her for me. My hand jerked, dropping from her, fisting at my side. Her eyes grew hooded, lush lips parting. I swallowed hard and watched her every move—my eyes glued to her.

Sasha smoothed her hands down my chest and whispered, “Will I be in capable hands with you? Or are you only nice to trucks?”

It was a struggle to speak past the lump in my throat. I dug my claws into the palms of my hands to keep from grabbing her hips and dragging her core against my rock-hard erection. “You don’t even have to ask that.” Damn, my voice sounded husky, raw with need.

A small grin tugged at her lips. Moisture flooded my mouth. All I had to do was dip my head a fraction and I could capture those pillow-soft lips.

Then she was gone. And losing her body heat left me cold. I blinked, trying to make sense of the space in front of me. I heard an engine roar to life and spun around. Sasha sat behind the wheel, flashing me a smug grin.

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