Page 44 of Princess Redeemed
The wolf’s senses are on high alert.
He hears everything.The slightest whisper.
And here, in the demon king’s lair, he hears the demons who are near.Their plot.
He growls at his mate, and she wraps her arms around him, climbing onto his back.
Mate.Must protect mate.Must protect child.
The wolf lunges, but not at the demon king.
He lunges away from him, away from this place, away from?—
And it works.
It’s the meadow.Green and grassy and airy.The ether.But not the ether where a war is going on.This is the ether that belongs only to the wolf and his mate.
The wolf shifts, snapping back to human form more quickly than usual.
The pain.The torture.The snapping and cracking.
I breathe, bear the pain with strength and conviction.
I must protect my mate.My mate who’s carrying my child.
Hannah cups my cheek, wipes sweat from my forehead.“Rogan?”
“I’m okay.I just…” My breath comes in rapid puffs.Changing so quickly is hard on me.Hard on both my bodies.
But then I gaze at her, my blood still dripping from her lips, her dark eyes staring into mine.
“Victor—”
“Don’t talk.”I grip her shoulders, bring my nose close to her mouth, inhale.
I still have my canine sense of smell after such a quick change, and her scent…
God, her scent…
It’s warmth and comfort and sex and rawness.
It’s human.
It’s vampire.
It’s everything.Everything to me.
“Fuck, princess.Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
Our mouths are now only inches apart, and while I long to kiss her, I don’t want this moment between us to end.
I close my eyes, inhale again.The wildness of her.Of my blood in her.Of my child in her.
“Mate,” I growl.“You’re my mate, princess.”
She pushes me away.“Stop it.Just stop it.”
“I won’t stop.You’re mine, princess.And that little prince you’re carrying?He’s mine too.My child.And you’re my mate.”
