Page 51 of The Alpha King's Mate

One night bonded to my Luna, and her heat had already awakened. Fertility and pups were practically guaranteed at this point.

All I had to do was get her home without my rut taking over.

“No,” Aliana screamed as I rushed her out.

I froze for a second.

She can’t reject us now, Malakh howled.

“The box,” she said, trying to pull free.“Get the box.”

I moved fast, scooping up the box before exiting the hall.

Malakh quieted.

I was already compiling a list in my mind for the coming heat.

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Her brow furrowed as another cramp took hold of her, even in sleep. Six hours in, and she was burning up. I hadn’t accounted for the fact that Zira had come to her years late—her first heat was never going to be easy.

I placed the cool cloth over her forehead.

“You poisoned me, didn’t you?” she croaked, cracking one eye open.“Joke’s on you. I ate all the cakes.”

“You can have whatever you want, my love,” I said, pulling her in for skin-to-skin contact.

She pressed her face to my chest and inhaled.

The fresh burst of slick called to me.

All I could see was her.

Feel her.

Smell her.

Malakh’s growl erupted.

It was time.

Chapter 25

Aliana

So hungry.

He smelled so good.

So, so good.

I ripped the cover off.

Why was he hiding the good stuff?

I moved down, dragging my upper lip along his abdomen—hard muscle, thick hair, and that massive pole. The source of the motherlode. I sighed and wrapped my hand around it. Thick, warm, dripping for me.

One lick wasn’t enough. The taste of him on my tongue made me quiver.